Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Gilmore Girls.
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Prologue
Rory grabbed her coffee and smiled at the woman behind the counter, "thanks."
Rory took a gulp of her coffee as she left the store, she wasn't watching where she was going, she bumped straight into someone and the coffee ended up all down her front. She looked down at her coffee soaked shirt, "I'm really sorry" a male voice said.
Something clicked inside Rory's head, that voice it was so familiar, she looked up. "Well, well, well long time no see."
Rory sighed, "Hello Tristan."
"Don't so sound so excited to see me" Tristan replied flashing her that smile she remembered. He looked exactly the same as she remembered, he was wearing baggy jeans and a grey long sleeved shirt that looked great on him.
Rory made to move past Tristan, "hey where are you going? At least let me buy you another coffee."
"I think I'd much rather go home and get changed," Rory replied.
"Well let me walk you? Do you stay in the dorms?"
"I live off campus"
"Oh ok, well do you want a lift I could drive you."
"I don't think..."
"Oh come on please, it would make me feel better."
"Alright then, but it's not that far."
Tristan fell into step next to Rory as they made their way to his car. When Rory laid eyes on the silver jaguar, she almost laughed, "I should have known."
Tristan shrugged and smiled, "what can I say, it was a present from my parents after I got out of military school."
Rory shifted her weight uncomfortably onto her other foot at the mention of military school. As they got in the car Tristan asked, "so why don't you live in the dorm?"
Rory cleared her throat umcomfortably, "I um.... I live.. with Dean."
"Your still with bagboy?"
"Yes."
An umcomfortable silence followed this revelation, "so you go to Yale?" Rory asked.
"Yeah"
"What's you major?"
"Law."
"Ah so you still have like another three years to go huh?"
"Yeah, what about you, did you end up majoring in Journalism?"
"Yeah, after break I only have another year to go"
"Thats great, so how's Dean?" Tristan asked bitterly.
"He's good."
"Still as boring as ever you mean, I never would have thought that you would still be with him."
"Yeah well I am ok," Rory replied annoyed, " this is me up here on the left."
Tristan pulled up in front of an apartment building and they both got out. "I'll just walk you to your door."
They entered the apartment building, annd took the elevator to the 12th floor, they stopped in front of apartment 6B, "well this is me."
"Well, I guess I'll see you later" Tristan said but he didn't go to move away.
They looked at eah other and before Rory knew what had happened his lips were on hers. He kissed her hard and then pulled away, Rory ran a disgusted hand across her mouth, "what do you think your doing?"
"Just seeing if you taste as good as i remember, see ya round" Tristan turned and sauntered off towards the elevator.
Rory opened the door to her apartment with her key. She stepped inside, closing the door behind her and leant against it. She let out a ragged breath as a sob overcame her body. Seeing Tristan again had bought back memories of when her life had been so simple, so easy, when she had been so carefree and happy. She made her way to the bedroom and stripped off her coffee stained top, being careful of the few bruises on her stomach, back and chest. She put on a clean top and fell onto the bed, she cried herself into a restless sleep.
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AN: Well what do you think, the next chapter will be longer and more involved. Please review and tell me what you think as I won't keep writing if it's not worth it. All reviews good and bad would be greatly appreciated!! Any suggestions are also welcome. THANKS!!
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Prologue
Rory grabbed her coffee and smiled at the woman behind the counter, "thanks."
Rory took a gulp of her coffee as she left the store, she wasn't watching where she was going, she bumped straight into someone and the coffee ended up all down her front. She looked down at her coffee soaked shirt, "I'm really sorry" a male voice said.
Something clicked inside Rory's head, that voice it was so familiar, she looked up. "Well, well, well long time no see."
Rory sighed, "Hello Tristan."
"Don't so sound so excited to see me" Tristan replied flashing her that smile she remembered. He looked exactly the same as she remembered, he was wearing baggy jeans and a grey long sleeved shirt that looked great on him.
Rory made to move past Tristan, "hey where are you going? At least let me buy you another coffee."
"I think I'd much rather go home and get changed," Rory replied.
"Well let me walk you? Do you stay in the dorms?"
"I live off campus"
"Oh ok, well do you want a lift I could drive you."
"I don't think..."
"Oh come on please, it would make me feel better."
"Alright then, but it's not that far."
Tristan fell into step next to Rory as they made their way to his car. When Rory laid eyes on the silver jaguar, she almost laughed, "I should have known."
Tristan shrugged and smiled, "what can I say, it was a present from my parents after I got out of military school."
Rory shifted her weight uncomfortably onto her other foot at the mention of military school. As they got in the car Tristan asked, "so why don't you live in the dorm?"
Rory cleared her throat umcomfortably, "I um.... I live.. with Dean."
"Your still with bagboy?"
"Yes."
An umcomfortable silence followed this revelation, "so you go to Yale?" Rory asked.
"Yeah"
"What's you major?"
"Law."
"Ah so you still have like another three years to go huh?"
"Yeah, what about you, did you end up majoring in Journalism?"
"Yeah, after break I only have another year to go"
"Thats great, so how's Dean?" Tristan asked bitterly.
"He's good."
"Still as boring as ever you mean, I never would have thought that you would still be with him."
"Yeah well I am ok," Rory replied annoyed, " this is me up here on the left."
Tristan pulled up in front of an apartment building and they both got out. "I'll just walk you to your door."
They entered the apartment building, annd took the elevator to the 12th floor, they stopped in front of apartment 6B, "well this is me."
"Well, I guess I'll see you later" Tristan said but he didn't go to move away.
They looked at eah other and before Rory knew what had happened his lips were on hers. He kissed her hard and then pulled away, Rory ran a disgusted hand across her mouth, "what do you think your doing?"
"Just seeing if you taste as good as i remember, see ya round" Tristan turned and sauntered off towards the elevator.
Rory opened the door to her apartment with her key. She stepped inside, closing the door behind her and leant against it. She let out a ragged breath as a sob overcame her body. Seeing Tristan again had bought back memories of when her life had been so simple, so easy, when she had been so carefree and happy. She made her way to the bedroom and stripped off her coffee stained top, being careful of the few bruises on her stomach, back and chest. She put on a clean top and fell onto the bed, she cried herself into a restless sleep.
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AN: Well what do you think, the next chapter will be longer and more involved. Please review and tell me what you think as I won't keep writing if it's not worth it. All reviews good and bad would be greatly appreciated!! Any suggestions are also welcome. THANKS!!