"maybe this thing was a masterpiece
until you tore it all up"
in which cherry doose is just trying
to do her job and the boy who works
in luke's dinner won't let her
gilmore girls fanfic
[ JESS MARIANO x FEMOC! ]
HIGHEST RANKING - #5 JESSMARIANO
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" i loved you, and i still do just wanted passion from you "
— the greatest, billie eilish
𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟸𝟶𝟶𝟽.
It had taken Cherry Doose a week for it to sink in the fact that she and Jess were officially over. Done. Broken up. No longer intertwined in the way she thought it was. She had been waiting for him to chase after her, to convince her she was wrong and that he truly did care about her.
She was being foolish, though. It was illogical and silly, allowing these fantasies to run away with her. Waiting for him to show up again was just prolonging the pain. Every time the wound of losing him began to sink it, Cherry would peel the scab away and let the bleeding begin anew. To live in denial
But a week had passed, and with no word from Jess, Cherry had no choice but to swallow the pill of her decision.
Yet she couldn't stand being in New York. It had been the city he had introduced her to, and she began to question whether she even belonged there to start with. So packing a small bag with her, Cherry left Jacqueline a note saying she was going to Stars Hollow for a bit.
This wasn't much better. The small town reeked of all the moments between her and Jess when they had been just friends. If they had ever been only that to start with.
Bethany Doose had put up with her daughter's moping in bed for a week—she understood the pain she was feeling all too well. But when Cherry hadn't physically left her bed in five days, she decided an intervention was to be had.
Pushing the bedroom door open, all Bethany could see of her daughter was a mop of blonde curls peeking from the thick blue duvet. She stood there, waiting for some sort of greeting, but Cherry remained silent. However, she could tell she was awake by the sharp inhales that were trying to not turn into sobs.
Sighing sadly, Bethany perched on the bed and brushed her hair up. Cherry decided to glance at her mother, blue eyes swimming in unshed tears. "Will it always feel this way? Like I'm drowning in a tsunami with no vision of the shore."
