Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story plot.

A/N: This is just another idea that popped into my head while watching very sad youtube videos that popcan11 and shelmayshasta made. I say sad, but not only were they sad, but they were amazing. They have a gift. Haha, okay well enough about me bragging on them. I know I have some stories that are not yet finished, but I promise ALL of my stories will be finished. Well on with this story that is a future fic. And obviously an AU cause it's Lit, and I know they will probably never be together again, sadly.

Jess' POV

I didn't know what to do. I could just watch her cry, and watch her shake furiously. She won't even look up at me, and I don't blame her. I looked down at my shoes for what seemed like an eternity before I heard her speak. It was a small whisper, and what came out sounded so horrible to my ears.

"How long?" She whispered softly, looking down at the hem of her skirt.

I swallowed hard trying to push back the lump that was stuck in my throat, "It was only one night."

She lets out a little noise, that I could tell was a cry, "Was she better?"

I let out a heavy breath, and made my way over to the bed, "No. No, she wasn't even close to being better than you. It was meaningless."

She shook her head, pushing on my shoulder when I kneeled to be eye to eye with her, "No… don't come close to me. Every time you do you hurt me more."

I felt the sharp pang in my chest where my heart is supposed to be and even though it was against her wishes I reached forward and put a strand of hair behind her ear, "Rory… I love you. I'm sorry."

She grips the sheets and turns her head away from my touch, "Why?" It came out weak and followed by a burst of tears.

I drop my hand to my side, and watch as tear fall off of her face and into her lap, "Rory, I don't know. I was drunk and upset because of our fight, and she was there."

Rory moved her hands to her face and covered her eyes, "Stop! Just stop! Stop telling me about it, and about her! I didn't want to know!"

I put a hand on her knee, "Rory... I had to tell you."

Rory stood up and walked to the bathroom, slamming the door.

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She'd been in the bathroom for half an hour. I was worried, but I didn't dare go knock on that door. I had messed up, I had done the worst thing. I turned into Logan. I cheated on the woman I am deeply and truly in love with. I know it was an accident and it meant nothing in fact I stopped it before we got to the bed, but it was still cheating. I rolled over in the bed and turned my lamp off, at least she didn't kick me out. Maybe there's still hope. I'd give anything for her to tell me she loved me right now. Anything in the world.

She comes out of the bathroom dressed into my Metallica t-shirt and my boxers; I can't help but smile weakly at the sight of her in my clothes. It's perfect on her.

She lays down in the bed and pulls the covers up to her chin. I wish she'd say something, I wish she'd tell me she still loved me.

Say it.

Say it.

"Jess?" It comes out so tiny, but it makes me jump on the inside.

"Yeah Ror?" I don't look at her but I take a deep breath.

Say it.

Say it.

"I'm cold.." I sigh and get out of bed. I walk over to the thermostat and turn it up. When I turn back she's rolled over with her eyes closed.

I wish she would have just said it.

A/N: I might continues this if I get positive reviews, or I might leave it a one shot.