A/N: Since I'm continuing with this story, there is now a timeline: the story takes place after Jess left in 6x09.
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Rory Gilmore was woken up by the ringing sound of her cell phone. It took her a while to gather herself. Seeing her clothes scattered in the room brought back the memories. She had slept with Jess. She had cheated on her boyfriend. However, she didn't care about that. That dinner had made her realize Logan could be an asshole. Now it was time to figure out if she had been just too blind to see it.
Maybe that's why she had slept with Jess. Maybe she had needed someone who knew her, who could comfort her.
Again, the phone interrupted her. She groaned and answered the call.
"Rory, where are you?"
The young woman looked around. Good question. "Uh, at a friend's house, Grandma"
"You should have informed me."
"I know. I'm sorry, Grandma. Can I call you back?"
"I need you to come here immediately. Remember that DAR-meeting?"
Rory rolled her eyes. How much she hated this. "Yeah, I do. Sorry. I'm coming over."
"Hurry."
Rory closed her cell phone and got up, a blanket wrapped around her body. She grabbed her clothes and dressed.
She realized where she was. This is where Jess had been staying while he was in Connecticut. A cheap motel. Tears formed in her eyes. She didn't want him to leave her again. So what do you want? She questioned herself Do you want to be with him again? Get hurt again?
She walked to the door and saw a note lying on the dresser.
Rory,
I'm sorry. Not just for last night, for everything. I should never have come here again. And this is what I'll do. I'll never bother you again.
The room is already paid for.
Again, I'm sorry.
Love,
Jess
PS: Whatever you'll do, break up with Porsche-guy and make up with your mother. He's not worth it.
A single tear rolled down her cheek. He did it again. He ran away again. But this was the right thing, wasn't it? He lived far away. Neither of them was able to move. Neither of them wanted to move.
She knew it wasn't easy for him to leave but he got himself together and did it. Why couldn't she? Why couldn't she walk out that tiny room, leave the memories behind and start new? She stowed the note in her purse and walked out of the room, trying to leave the memories behind.
