Just Another Lorelai Gilmore

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Chapter 7.

—3 days later—

The past couple nights of sleeping in the apartment had been off. I hadn't asked to stay the night with Rory again, though part of me wanted to. It seemed at times, she was sad as well to see me leave her house after we had hung out. But taking in her word that she wanted to take things slow, I figured it was best I didn't invite myself over to spend the night every night I was here. I had one more day left in Stars Hollow, and this time I would have a reason to not want to leave.

Our nights had consisted of talking about so many different things. She went over her adventure on the campaign trail, and then her downward spiral of not having a steady job afterwards. Rory finally decided she wanted to write for a major daily, but interviews and applications weren't going in her favor.

We talked about my writing and about the fact I've started on a second book, but have hit serious writers block. She had asked about California, and I gave in a little. But looking back at that part of my life, I felt like shit. For leaving her, for leaving Luke, and for chasing a man who could never satisfy a fatherly figure in my life. I did promise one day to share more about my trip there, but for now I wanted to focus on other things.

There was still this roadblock in our path though. This sadness that would enter her eyes, an emotion I'm sure she didn't realize I had caught onto. I was currently heading over to her house, it was late afternoon and Caesar had just gotten back early and taken my shift at the diner.

I waited on the porch after knocking, and she opened the door with a smile on her face. "Hey, I thought we had plans tonight after you closed again?"

"Caesar is back and I figured I'd bring you some early dinner." I held up the paper bag I had packed with burgers and fries, and a couple slices of pie.

She had a flicker of amusement in her eyes. "The last time you brought me a care package, it ended with Paris admitting a false declaration of love for you."

"See, now you have to invite me in and tell me what the hell it is you're talking about." She laughed as she opened the door wider and let me inside. I set up the food on the coffee table and pulled out 'The breakfast Club' dvd from my jacket pocket. "Unless you have other plans, I brought a movie to watch." She shook her head and sat on the floor, motioning for me to set up the movie. "I see I'm no longer being treated as a guest, but merely a servant." I rolled my eyes and laughed as I got it all ready.

She launched a fry at me. "Oh shut up, I'm comfy on the floor and you were already up. It's basically Gilmore house rules that you would have to put it on anyways."

After the movie had ended, we sat there talking on the floor. She was so close, her knee was resting on mine. She was going on about how some old dude with the last name Roundbottom was retiring from the paper and Taylor had finally agreed to hear her out about keeping the paper open for her to edit. "And to think I almost didn't go to the town meeting last night. I would've missed this opportunity. No, its not a dream career, but its something to be excited about everyday. Well, mostly excited."

"You'll do great. I might actually pick up the paper here whenever I come back now." Her smile disappeared and she looked down at her hands, twisting in her lap. "What's wrong?"

She bit her lip, as if stopping herself from feeling something. Possibly sadness. "I just forget that you're not here for good. Tomorrow is your last day and then you're off to live your life in Philadelphia. I've been enjoying this past week so much, and… I don't know. I know its not goodbye forever, but it sucks."

I took in a deep breath and leaned over, picking her chin up with my finger. Looking her in the eyes, I took the chance and placed my lips on hers. I wasn't sure she would accept the kiss, but she did. She parted her lips and deepened the kiss. The feeling of kissing her was better than any memory I had ever relived in my head. A minute or so later we broke apart, a little breathless. "I cant believe I waited this whole week to finally do that." I smirked at her, and she leaned her forehead on mine. "Scratch that, I cant believe I ever messed things up with you so bad, and missed out on doing that these past six and a half years."

She dipped her head and kissed me again, lingering her lips on mine. "It's like completing a puzzle in your head that you didn't know was left unfinished. I know I'm being corny, but… I've spent some of these years lost in life and love, and that kiss right there. It's like things just clicked for me. I've missed you Jess."

I gave her a quick peck again, "I've missed you too." I pulled away and gave her a smile. "I'm gonna clean up this leftover food before we end up making out all over the trash." Gathering up the wrappers and food, I piled them into the paper bag I brought them in.

"Here let me go throw that away and grab a plate for the pie." She headed off to the kitchen and her phone began to ring in her purse on the side table. "Can you grab that if its my mom please? I don't want to miss her call!" She shouted from the kitchen.

I felt weird answering if it was Lorelai, but got up and went to grab her blaring phone. I reached inside her purse, also an awkward moment for me, and pulled out the phone. "Hey Lorelai, its Jess. Rory wanted me to answer before she missed your call." I was fumbling with the strap of the purse to sit right on the shelf, when the whole thing fell over.

"Oh really… hmm now that is interesting. So where is my beautiful daughter?"

"She's in the kitchen, let me get her for you." I set the phone down on the shelf and proceeded to pick up Rory's belongings. I stopped dead in my tracks as I picked up a picture. Not just any picture… a black and white ultrasound. The top read 'Lorelai L. Gilmore'. This was Rory's. I held it in my hand as I heard her approach from the kitchen. My eyebrows furrowed together in anger and I shoved the picture back into her purse and held her phone out. "Here."

I walked away, grabbing my jacket up from the chair. I heard her mumble a 'not right now' to her mother and hang up the phone. "Jess please let me talk before you storm off."

I had already yanked open the front door when she ran in front of me. "Rory, get out of my way."

She placed her hands on my chest and tears were streaming down her face. "Please let me explain, please."

"Unless your mothers middle initial is L and not V, there's nothing to explain. You're pregnant Rory! This whole week we've spent getting to know each other and you didn't think for one second I should GET to KNOW you're having a baby?!" I snapped at her. I didn't care if she was upset or crying, I was the one who gets to be upset. How could she lie to me like this?

"I was going to tell you tomorrow before you left, I swear. I only found out a couple weeks ago, right before the wedding. I'm still processing, I didn't know how to tell you. And we had these moments together, and I got scared you would run and I was scared to lose what may have just been starting." She sobbed into her hands, but I couldn't give in.

"Who's the father?" I already knew, at least I'm sure my guess would be correct. Why else would she have been talking to that prick that night, the day she admitted to finding out she was pregnant.

"It's Logans, but we're not together! I promise! And He's not even going to be around for the baby! It's just me doing this, and I just needed time to tell you. I care so much about you, and I care what you think. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you immediately Jess."

I ran my hand through my hair and resisted punching the wall. "I just cant do this right now Rory. Getting close to you again… kissing you again. And then I find this out? How should I be reacting right now? Or is this how you envisioned me when you thought of telling me? I know I've messed up in life and with you, but I don't deserve this. You should've told me from the very beginning. And you sure as hell shouldn't have kept it from me once we started spending all our time together." She went to speak again, but I held up my hand and just walked away.

I couldn't stay there anymore. I couldn't look at her and not feel betrayed by her secret. I was mad as hell. Was I mad she was pregnant? Only slightly, because she deserved more than to be a single mother. So no, that's not why I blew up at her. She kept this from me, she treated me as a juvenile who would run away and then let me act on my feelings for her with this huge secret.

I stomped up the stairs of the diner and into the apartment. Angry and ready to leave this pathetic town, I started packing so I could split the moment Luke got in tomorrow morning.

—Thanks for reading! So Jess finally knows! Yikes! Will he forgive Rory? Will he at least let her explain? Stay tuned, and don't worry, this is definitely not the end for them! Just merely a road bump!! Again, thanks for the reviews and sticking with me through the story! I've been writing ahead a bit, which is why I'm able to get chapters up almost every day. So hopefully I can continue my progress to keep them coming out for you guys quickly! And soon, a visit to the elder Gilmore's house!!—