A/N: I own nothing

Chapter Ten: The Real Lilian Grace Danes

Two weeks had gone by since we had gone to the nightclub. Two weeks since the fist in the face. Two weeks since the fifteen stitches in my left cheek. Yet, again I had been in another fight, only this time I didn't start it, I just went with it. Y'all are probably wondering why I was in a fight. Well, I was dancing with this guy and lets say the girlfriend of said guy didn't like it very much. She ended up slugging me in the face. Well, that wasn't the worst part; she had rings on every finger.

Every scare I had left memory of a fight or ex-boyfriend that I'd rather forget. I was a fighter; it was nothing new to me. As a kid, Jess had taught me how to fight, it came in handy when Liz brought home yet another abusive boyfriend.

That was my persona as a kid. I would pick fights in school defending my pride and the defending the Danes family name. (Not that there was much to defend.) New York City was the worst place to raise kids.

The only other person in my life that knew about New York and what the scares meant was Jess. The savor of keeping me alive for so long, there were many a night that the person that would come to the hospital to get me would be Jess. Liz was normally to drunk to care. I can remember a time when I was five (making Jess seven). I had gotten into a schoolyard fight, beaten bad enough to end up in the hospital. I had a busted hand, a cracked rib and was very bruised. My mother had been so drunk that Jess answered the phone, had to steal $40 for cab fair. He was the one that got me out of the hospital and home even before Liz had noticed the fact that we weren't home. That was my childhood, and then one day a few weeks after Liz sent Jess to Uncle Luke, Liz shipped me off to Los Angeles to live with my father. Jimmy. Jess and I had the same father, only Jimmy left before I was born so Liz gave me the Danes last name.

The thing was I never ended up with Jimmy. I stopped off in Chicago (met Dean) and then went to Los Angeles, but not to live with Jimmy. That was where I had been when Dean came out to Los Angeles to live with me a year ago. Los Angeles had been the place I called home for two years, until I came to Stars Hallow to find Jess.

There now you know the real Lilian Grace Danes. There it is my whole story with No Bull. Lilian Grace Danes was never a girl. I was always one step ahead of everything and everybody else.