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Note:Thanks for all the AWESOME reviews! Sorry this took a while! I know it is a little short, but a lot of really important stuff happens! I already have part of the next chapter written so hopefully I will have it up by Monday! I just wanted to give ya'll a little something...

Tristan awoke the next morning feeling even more tired then when he had gone to sleep. But quickly remembering scenes from last night, he jumped up out of his bed and grabbed his phone, which was charging up against the wall. Yanking it open he crossed his fingers. It read "4 new messages." Pressing hard down on the first key for three seconds, he lifted the phone to his ear to listen.

"Hello Tristan DuGrey, you have four new messages. First message, 9:08 pm, 'Tristan it's your father. Call me as soon as you get this. No dawdling.'"

Tristan's head was throbbing now, he didn't know if it was from the sun gleaming in his eyes or from his father's voice.

"Second message, 12:47 am, 'Hey baby, it's Sum, where did you go last night? You ran off so fast I didn't get a chance to tell you my parents were out of town...I still haven't had a chance to really welcome you back...Anyway, call me back!'"

Ugh. Tristan's headache was growing larger with each message. Summer really needed to clue herself in.

"Third message, 12:50 am 'Dude DuGrey! Where are you? Party at Joey's house! It's crazy! Get out here! You won't believe the hot chicks!"

Tristan thought about where he had been instead of that party. At Rory Gilmore's house. Talking to her mom! his thoughts shifting back to Rory, he prayed that the next message was from her.

"Fourth message. "Hey DuGrey! Haven't heard from you since you got back! Give me a call and we can go egg someone's car!"

Tristan frowned deeply at that message, causing his eyebrows to almost overlap his eyes. Duncan. He hadn't even thought about calling Duncan or Bowman. After all, they had been the reason that he had gone to military school for God's sake! No, he definitely was calling him back. Or, for that matter, he wasn't calling any of those people back.

Crawling back into bed he decided to sleep the rest of the Sunday, at least that way he wouldn't have to think about his messed up life.

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"No Luke, let me go up there." Luke was blocking Rory from walking up the stairs.

"Rory, I really don't think that is a good idea right now. He is really stressed out now." Luke's eyes were pleading, but Rory needed to do this now.

"Luke, please." She gently pushed her way past Luke and started up the stairs. The stairs were dusty and each step creaked when Rory applied pressure to it.

When she reached the door, she silently tried to compose herself. Then, she reached for the door.

All of the lights were off except for the small lamp Jess was using to read. He didn't even look up when she entered. He was still in his outfit from the night before. His black hair was pushed messily around his head in all directions. His eyes were dark and glossy, Rory figured that he hadn't slept all night.

"Jess, I think we need to talk." Rory tried to make her voice strong, but it came out as a plea. Jess didn't even flinch at her voice.

Taking a step forward, Rory tried to take control of the situation.

"Jess! Come on! Stop acting like a three year old! Talk to me! Tell me what's wrong."

At this, Jess finally responded. After making a scene of closing his book and laying it on the bed, he stood up and began heading towards Rory. She had to admit that she was actually a little frightened. But Jess didn't even act like he knew she was there. Instead, he just walked right passed her out the door.

"Jess!" She called for him as she ran quickly down the stairs. "Please!" The whole diner was now taking in this scene, including Dean who was just paying for his coffee.

"Rory?" A tearful Rory turned to Dean who pulled her into a hug.

"I can't even get him to explain..." Her words were muffled in Dean's shirt. He tried to hold her in the hug but she forced herself away.

"I have to go after him!" She ran out the diner and searched the streets. She saw him just as he turned a corner and ran after him. He was going to answer her.

Finally catching up with him, she placed a small hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"Don't touch me you fing tease!" Rory felt as if she had been hit my an 18-wheeler. How could he have just said that to her?

"Don't you ever talk to her like that again!" Dean had now joined the happy couple. He stepped in between Jess and Rory, who was still unable to form words.

Jess took a step closer to Dean, "I only speak the truth, and I know you know it is." He said it cooly, with no emotion showing. Dean's breathing got heavier and heavier as he tried to control himself. Amused with this, Jess pressed on.

"I mean, did you ever get anything out of her? I think I was pretty close one time..." Dean smoothly punched Jess right in the noise.

Rory, finally able to process the situation moved out from behind Dean.

"Guys, please stop! Dean, I need to talk to Jess." Neither boy was listening. Jess wiped his bleeding noise on his jacket and lunged at Dean. Rory grabbed both of their arms and tried to force them apart.

"Please! Stop Jess! Don't..Ahh!" Rory's hand flew to her face as she fell to the ground. Jess had just punched her!

"Rory!" She opened her eyes to find Dean at her side and Jess, who had obviously hit her on accident, starring at his hands, unable to move.

"Are you okay?" Dean was looking at her eye and waiting for a response, but Rory ignored him.

"Jess?" Her voice quivered as she looked straight into his eyes.

"Rory, I, I love you. Okay? But I can't make you love me. And don't try and tell me you do." His voice was strong but also weak at the same time. Dean, although worried about Rory, took this as a cue to leave.

"I can't help it if you like someone else, and neither can you. E.E. Cummings once said "Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense." And Rory, that's true." His eyes had actually begun to tear now and Rory pulled herself to her feet.

"I know that feeling, I feel it when I'm with you. But I also know that it's not fair to keep you from that feeling. Because I know you don't feel it with me and you never felt it with Dean."

"I want to feel it." Rory slowly reached out to Jess, who grabbed her hands.

"I know you do, that's why I have to leave." Jess's voice was now quiet, almost a whisper. "My dad came to see me last month, said I could come live with him, but I stayed. I stayed for you, but now I see that I need to leave...Don't cry." Jess wiped a tear from Rory's cheek.

She didn't know how she felt about this. All these things he was saying. It was too much to process, so she just hugged him. It was all there was left to do.

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a/n: Okay, I know there is no Trory in this chpt, but it's coming soon!I promise!