Something So Simple

Jimmy

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Jess-

"What the hell?" A man with brown hair and who was half naked asked.

"I'm Jess." I tell him.

"Ever heard of knocking, Jess? This hotel has terrible service." The man mumbles angrily.

"You're such a moron." I mumble.

"Don't call me a moron. I'm a paying guest! You're almost as bad as that French guy." The man snaps.

"I'm your son, idiot!" I yell.

"Oh." He says.

"Yeah. Oh." I repeat.

"I'm Jimmy." He tells me.

"I figured." I answer.

"Oh…why are you here?" Jimmy asks me.

"I just thought…god get a shirt on would you?" I snap.

"Right, sorry." Jimmy says. And grab a shirt that says 'hot dog king' and throws it on.

"Anyway like I was saying, I just wanted to meet you." I explained.

"Oh yeah, you don't know me." Jimmy says stupidly.

"No shit, Sherlock." I mumble.

"So what do you want to know?" He asks.

"Why did you leave Lizzie?"

"Because I was bored," Jimmy says simply.

"Because you were bored," I mock.

"Yeah…I mean Lizzie's not that exciting." He defends himself.

"So what? You just don't abandon someone because she's not that exciting." I snap.

"Lizzie was too normal for me. Too sane."

"Apparently you've never seen her drunk. Let me tell you she's real exciting, not normal, and insane." I laugh bitterly and then add, "You would have liked her."

"Yeah well, what else do you want to know?" He asked irritably.

"Where do you live?"

"Venice Beach. It's in California."

"I don't need the geography lesson."

"What?"

"I know where it is."

"Oh sorry didn't know you were smart."

"Well I am."

"Oh okay. So how about you?" He asks.

"What about me?" I ask.

"Don't I get to meet my son?"

"No."

"Oh come on, that's so unfair." Jimmy whined.

"Well life's unfair isn't it?"

"Just tell me somethin'"

"No." I insisted.

"Make me feel guilty." He pleaded.

I was getting angry, "No!"

"I have the right to know." He said.

My anger just explodes, "Fine! You want to know? I got my girlfriend fuckin' pregnant! I'm failing school! I won't fuckin' graduate! Everyone fuckin' hates me and I don't care that I've said fuckin' three times."

"Actually you said it four times." Jimmy told me.

"What are you a fuckin' mathematician!" I snap.

"Five."

"Shut up!" I yell.

"Okay. Okay. Are you sure you did all of this?" He asks.

"Are you brainless?" I ask.

"No I was just making sure."

"It's all true." I tell him.

He nods and starts to stare at the floor. It is quiet and then all of a sudden he shouts, "I've got it!"

"You've got what?" I asked.

"The thing that'll save you." Jimmy says.

"From what?"

"The thing that'll save you from the terrible life you're about to lead."

"It won't be terrible. It just won't be planned. And I don't like plans so it will be very far from terrible." I told him.

"Come on Jess! You're a smart kid. You can get away. You can escape! You don't have to stick with that sleuth…"

I hit him and he looks shocked, "No one calls Rory a sleuth! No one calls her a sleuth!"

"Okay. Sorry. Anyway you don't have to be a failure. You can come to Venice and make a difference in your life." Jimmy finishes.

I look at him intently and then say, "I could, but I won't."


Rory-

Ah the terrible parts of pregnancy. No coffee, cramps, mood swings, and um the part I am dreading most, labor. I shudder at the thought. I walk into Luke's followed by Paris.

"Hey Rory." Luke greets me and then sees Paris, "I thought I banned you."

"You can't just ban me. I'm normal. I'm a Geller." Paris huffs.

I look at Luke, "Please Luke let her stay."

Luke nods, "But any word about hookers and she's gone."

"Please everyone knows that's what diners are known for." Paris mutters.

"In what world?" Luke asks, but I don't hear the rest of the conversation.

The bell rings and I turn around to see Jess. He looks worn.

"Can I talk to you?" He asks me.

"Sure." I say and follow him upstairs.

"What's going on?" I ask him.

He takes a deep breath then says, "I screwed up. I screwed you up. I screwed me up."

"What are you talking about?" I ask him.

"It's all my fault you're pregnant." He whispers.

"It's not." I tell him.

"It is. I hurt you. I never wanted to hurt you." He says.

"No you didn't." I whimper, "You didn't hurt me. You saved me."

"That's bull. I screwed up." Jess whispered.

"Don't tell me what I believe to be true is bull." I say to him in tears.

"I'm sorry." He says.

I look at him, "It's not your fault."

"I won't graduate. You're going to go to Yale and I'm going to be a high school dropout." Jess tells me.

"You aren't graduating?" I ask.

He ignores the question, "I met my father."

I stare at him, "What was he like?"

He laughs, "Stupid as hell. I hit him."

I stare at him appalled, "You hit him! Why?"

He shrugged, " He called you a sleuth"

"Ah defending my honor. So manly. I think I want to have your child now." I joke.

He smiles and then says, "He asked me to move in with him."

"Where?" I ask.

"California." He says.

"That's faraway." I say.

"Yeah it is." He agrees.

"What did you say?" I question.

"No." He states simply.

"You should go." I tell him.

"Okay." He says and starts walking out the door.

"No. I meant California." I tell him.

"Then I'd be leaving you." He says.

"I can wait." I tell him.

He thinks about it then says, "No. I can't. I can't leave you. I just can't. You're pregnant."

"I'm aware that I'm pregnant. You need to find yourself before you can be a father. I want you to. I'll wait, because I love you. I'll wait. I promise." I say.

"No." He insists.

"For me?" I ask.

"Are you sure it's what you want?" He asks.

"It's what I want. It's what you need." I tell him.

"And you'll wait?" He asks.

"Yes."

"Okay." He nods.

"Promise me one thing?" I ask.

"Yeah?" He asks.

"Promise me you'll be back for the baby's birth." I whisper.

"I'll be back." He tells me.

"Okay." She says.

"Well I guess I'm going to California." He said.


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