~~~Hey everyone. I've never done this before, so let me know what you think. I know that this has been done before, but what hasn't??? I'm thinking about making a Rory one on Tristan, where she's thinking the complete opposite of what he thinks she's thinking, and then maybe a story or something. But if I'm that horrible, let me know and I'll never try to write anything again. Not even my name. I promise. Just say the words. ~~~
Tristan's POV
It's so hard to remember the time when I hadn't met her. She became my everything in such a small amount of time. Not that I was ever very innocent, but before her, I was young. I never knew love or wanting. I had everything I wanted. She changed me. I still think of her a lot. Not constantly or anything, but for fleeting moments, like a glimpse of shiny brown hair, or baby blue eyes on an everyday sales clerk. Even the sight of a school uniform can send me back down memory lane. Those were the best years of my life. Everything considered, I wouldn't change a thing. She has made me into the man that I am today, and without even having a clue. People that I tell about her always ask the same questions, "Why didn't you ever tell her? Why don't you call her up? I'm sure she's forgiven and forgotten. It's been 5 years."
I could answer their questions truthfully, but usually I choose not to. Just the usual, "Oh, I'm too busy, and I'm sure that she is too."
The truth is, I didn't even make an impact in her life. I see her around sometimes. I could pick her out of a crowd of a million people, but she looks right through me. I was just an annoyance that she had to put up with everyday, and once I was physically gone, I was out of her head, too.
The first time I saw her after I got out of military school, we were at a coffee shop, and she was in line behind me. My heart dropped down through my stomach and onto the floor, and she pretty much unknowingly stepped on it. I won't go into details, but she didn't even recognize me. When I smiled at her, she just smiled in a polite kind of way, but without a hint of knowing who I was. So I continued out the door with that smile frozen on my face. In fact, I still had it on my face as I got into my car. I was in complete shock. Someone that I thought about so much, someone that got me through military school just so I could see her again, didn't even remember me.
But oh, that smile. What I really fell for was her smile. So trusting and childlike, but wary at the same time. Most people that knew me then wouldn't have believed it for a million dollars. Any other girl but her, and I probably couldn't tell you their name, let alone what they looked like. Oh sure, I looked at the time, but once I met her, I couldn't look at another girl without comparing her to Rory. And none of them were even close.
I would bother her just to try to make her smile or laugh. Most of the time, it didn't work, but there were the few times that it did. If I made her smile, it made my week. If she laughed, I was in heaven. It brightened up my life at the time, which wasn't going very well. It was mostly because of her, but also because of my nonexistent parents. By then, I was used to it, but it still hurt. Knowing I could wake up and see her and she could make be forget everything, even for a short while, were the best times of my life. I think it was the realness. In my world, you come across a lot of fake people. She was never fake, always genuine. And no matter how horribly I treated her, she was always nice to me.
It's not like I'm expecting a fairy tale ending, or even any kind of beginning. But I would like to thank her. For believing in me, and changing the direction of my life. Also, for the kiss. It is the kiss that all others in my life will be judged by, regardless of anything else. But most of all, I would like to thank her for that beautiful smile that still has the power to light up my day.
~~~Okay. So that was it. Wasn't so painful, now was it? Nevermind. Don't answer that. I may make another one, or this could be a one time thing. I'm a pretty lazy person. The writing bug took a big chunk of my arm in its mouth and wouldn't let go until this was finished. And then this other bug wouldn't leave me alone until I put it out on this website. I dislike bugs. I'm done now. You can review if you wish. ~~~