a/n thank you reviewers! Yes, I am aware of my poor typing skills. Thank you though:d I hope that didn't sound mean in any way, sorry if it did. I am very glad you liked it though! Hope you enjoy!
Author: Queen of Weird
Disclaimer: In the dream land that I DID in fact own anything on Gilmore Girls, I would be hangin' with Jess and Rory (who were TOGETHER)
Summary: What if Rory hadn't let Jess just walk away in 4th season's episode: 'Nag Himmandi is Where They Found the Gnastic Gospel'? This is my version of what would happen
Chapter Three
Everyone has a little chicken in them, but I have more than most. I am the leader of the pack. If I was crazy and decided to dress as a chicken on Halloween, I would most definitely pull it off.
I hated myself for it. And I hated myself for hurting Jess.
I got up off of the bridge, and slowly began walking back to my house. I was going to read. I was going to force myself to read Hemmingway, no matter what. If I got dazed, I would think about how I felt...for Jess. Not the book. It would be a little weird if I had feelings for the book.
My house was fuzzy. Babette's house was fuzzy. The bushes, the trees, everything was fuzzy. I felt brought down. I felt the way I felt when Dean first broke up with me. I didn't know why even
I opened up the front door and immediatley went to the kitchen, where I attacked the refrigerator. Ice cream. I grabbe dit and a spoon, and sat down on the couch, turning on 'Dirty Dancing'.
A classic, which no doubt would not make feel any better, but it was worth a shot.
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The next morning, I decided to be brave. I got dressed and walke dto Luke's diner. Jess wa sonce again working there. I liekd to think that it was because I asked him to say, but for all I knew he was planning on it anyway.
"Hey Jess," I said, sliding onto the bar stool
"Hey," he said, not looking up from the sparkly clean counter. He just continued scrubbing away.
"Co-" I began, but was cut off by Jess handing me a mug of coffee and a donut. "Thank you." I was glad he remembere.d But how could he forget?
I drank and ate in silence. He read, leaning against the counter space in front of me. I watche dhim discreetly, and his eyes I could tell were looking over the book. I was happy. And I felt conceited.
"We need to talk," I said, putting down my coffe mug. God I reminded myself of Paris.
"Yeah? What about?" He asked, lowering his book, revealing his wonderfully strong face.
"Just stuff." A pause. "Come on with me to the bridge!"
"When?"
"Now!"
"But I'm working..." he pointed out in his sarcastic way.
"When has that stopped you before?" I questioned, a smirk easily sliding onto my lips. He sighed, folding down the corner edge of the page. "I'm on break!" he called the Luke, and followed me out of the diner.
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I sat down on the bridge, and he sat beside me. A crisp breeze swept over us. I pulled my coat close around me. I stared at the cool water. The mucky, brown colored water. Leaves floated around on the surface, along with muck from under the water.
"Jess..." I began. I didn't really know what to say.
"Yeah?"
I rolled my eyes back into my head thoughtfully. "I wnated to say...I'm sorry."
"For...?"
"Lying to you..."
"Hm?"
"And...not being able to tell you things. I know when were together," I stopped and looked at him. He grimaced at the word 'were' past tense. But it was the past. We were through. "When we were together I pressured you to tell me what was going on, how you felt. Everything. And now, even though we aren't a... couple anymore, you can now tell me things, and I just can't."
"Well we aren't together anymore," he pointed out in a very smart alecky way. I glared at him.
"And I'm sorry for comparing you to Dean...when you and I were together I mean."
"Of course."
I just stared at him. I felt...good for telling him all of that. He stared back at me. A moment seemed to be happening, and I found myself being pulle dinto him, and him to me. But it was ruined by a very familiar, very annoying voice.
"Jess! Jess honey!"
Jess pulled back and looked to the side. "Oh. Hi Shane." Boy was he ever thrilled. But not as thrilled as I was.
"Hey hun. Luke told me you'd be here." She stared at me, trying to register the image of us two. Obviously she didn't remember who I was, and she was trying to figure it out.
"Ice cubes," I helped out in monotone.
She blinked, and looked at me. "Hi freak," she sneered.
I always remembered her as an idiot.
"Nice to see you too." My voice stayed in monotone.
Shane ignored me and leaned down and kissed Jess deeply. I stared, eyes widening, going into disbelief. I shot up, nearly falling into the wate rin the process. "You have got to be kidding me!" I shouted. Shane puleld away, surprised by the outburst.
I avoided Jess's eyes, and I stormed off.
a/n I gues si'm not good at writing long chapters for this story. Things need their seperate chapter sin this story I guess! Unlike my other one...Well, please review with whatever! I can take it all! Say what you wnat!
