Chapter 3- And now we talk
"So Rory why did you call me?"
"Because he told me I don't have it."
"You don't have what?"
"I don't have what it takes to be a journalist. He told me that and I was scared because being a journalist is the only thing I ever wanted to do and if I can't do it I don't know what to do." Rory was trying hard not to cry. She had to be strong, she wanted to be strong…"This isn't me .I don't cry this easy. And I don't cry in front of Jess…"
"Wait…Who told you this?"
"Mitchum Huntzberger"
"The newspaper guy?"
"Yes. I've been dating his soon for a few months and I went to their house for dinner and his family was awful to me and then Mitchum came to Yale and he offered me a job at one of his newspapers. I accepted and I worked there and today he talked to me and told me that he usually knows when can make it as a journalist and that I, and I quote, "Don't got it"."
Rory felt her filling up with tears and turned around so that Jess wouldn't see her crying again.
Jess was listening to her and trying to understand what she was saying but there was only one thing in his mind "She has a boyfriend!" He wanted to say something to make her feel better, he wanted to hold and comfort her but instead he heard himself say, harsh and annoyed:
"And why did you call me? Why not your boyfriend?"
"Because you promised…"
"What? What did I promise?"
"You promised that I'd do it!" Rory yelled, turning around to look at him. "Years ago, when we were driving in my car after we got ice cream and you asked me what I wanted to do with my life and I told you I wanted to be like Christiane Amanpour and you laughed and said that it might be a little to rough for me and then I told you that that was the only thing I ever dreamed of doing and then you promised!"
Jess saw her tears and felt himself break. "How can she make me feel like this by simply looking at me?" He was hurt but that didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was that she needed him. He sat on the bed and looked at her.
"Come here."
Rory fell in his arms. It felt so good to have him so close to her, to have him comfort her, to be back where she belonged…"Where I belong? No! I don't belong here…do I? God, I'm still in love with Jess…"
Jess watched her cry in his arms. He wanted to tell himself that he didn't care, that he didn't feel anything for her, that they were only friends but he knew that it wouldn't be true. He still wanted her, maybe even loved her…"I'll have her again even if it means that I have to kill her idiot boyfriend. Why did I leave? How could I leave?…She's mine…all mine."
"You said you wouldn't cry on my shirt anymore, remember?" He wanted to see her smile, seeing her cry destroyed him.
"Yeah…sorry."
"Don't' worry. I'll send you my dry-cleaning bill. Now how about you sit here alone for a couple of minutes while I go and make us some coffee?"
"Thanks…for everything…"
"Shhh…I'll be right back."
Jess came back into the room a few minutes later, holding two cups in his hands. He sat on the bed and handed her one.
"Here you go."
"God, you make great coffee!"
"That's high praise coming from an expert like you."
"You should be proud."
"I am. So how's life been back in the Hollow in the past year?" He was trying to stay away from subjects that could hurt them.
"Nothing much has changed. Mom opened an inn."
"Yeah, Luke told me something about that the last time I talked to him. How's it going?"
"It's great. She works a lot but she's happy. Everything else is pretty much the same. Kirk still works at every business in town. Taylor is being Taylor. When mom and Luke first got together he went insane and tried to talk about it at the town meeting. He even made charts."
"And how did Luke take that?"
"He went ballistic. He yelled at everybody."
"I'm sorry I missed that."
"I missed it too. Mom filled me in. It's hard to be involved with the town when I'm living here, studying, going to classes and to work."
Jess could see her smile fading as she remembered what had happened just a few hours earlier. "I have to say something. Anything…Just to make her smile.."
"Hey, remember Taylor's face when he found the chalk outline in front of his store?"
"That mysteriously appeared there."
"You implying something?"
"Nope…nothing"
They both laughed remembering the how mad Taylor was.
"I think he reached 30 shades of purple that day."
"It might be a record."
"I'm sure it is."
Rory was still laughing. She needed to be happy, to forget everything and just enjoy having Jess near. "He'll be gone soon enough…" She was laughing so hard that she had to lay down on the bed so that she wouldn't fall. She stopped and looked at Jess, who was watching her laugh.
"I'm glad you came."
"Me too." "She's so beautiful…""Hey Rory…"
"Yes?"
"I know I asked you this before but why didn't you call Lorelai or your boyfriend instead of calling me?"
"Because Logan would have just gone on and on about how his father is a jerk and mom…well, I'm not sure she would have understood. No…that's not right…She would have understood but I don't know…I didn't want to disappoint her."
"I'm happy you called me and not them."
"Me too…"Rory closed her eyes "just for a second".
Jess was looking at a book that was on the floor, next to the bed.
"What did you think of this book? … Rory?"
He looked at her and saw her sleeping peacefully. "Yes...I definitely love her..."
The next morning…
Rory woke up and saw Jess sleeping next to her. His arm was around her waist, keeping her close to him.
"What time is it?" She tried to get up gently so she wouldn't wake him but he opened his eyes and looked at her.
" 'Morning."
"Good morning. I didn't mean to wake you up."
"Don't worry."
The door opened and someone entered the room. They both looked towards the door only to find someone standing there, looking at them.
"Logan!"
A/N: And here the chapter ends with yet another cliffhanger. Please don't be mad. I don't plan them…They just happen. I hoped you liked this chapter (I enjoyed writing it). Thanks to everybody who read this and special thanks to those who reviewed. I hope to update the story tomorrow (if my computer doesn't crash again).