Submissions: Chapter 1.
Disclaimer: I don't own them so don't sue me please.
Story: Mainly a Trory, also Luke/Loreali and a few others I may make up.
Author's Note: It is fan fiction and therefore I've written it the way I want it to be, it may not necessarily be in character but it's how I like it. I like to be different.
Note: This story starts off a bit dark and may remain that way, if you get offended easily or are under age please do not read it.
Submissions
Chapter 1.
Sitting in the back of her English class Rory's mind was elsewhere. Usually it was her favourite class but lately things had just not been right. She couldn't place her finger on it exactly but in the end it boiled down to her being sick of the same routine. Getting up at 5:30am every morning was wearing down on her, she wasn't even sure it was worth it anymore, her Harvard dream. After all in the end it was only just a college, and the expectations on her were growing of late. Sometimes she wished she could just run away and forget everything in her life. She was tired. Tired of trying to live up to other people's expectations and tired of being goody too shoes so as not to make mistakes like her Mom did.
"And the final test for this subject will be tomorrow" Mr Medina finished as the class groaned.
"I know it was a surprise guys but all of you should have enough knowledge of this subject by now anyway, Don't forget to study and Ill see you in the morning"
Rory followed the rest of the class out into the halls. She knew who would be at her locker when she got there, it had been the same for months now, every chance he got Tristan Du Grey took it upon himself to try and push her farther over the edge. If only he knew how close he was to finally succeeding.
"Hey Mary, miss me babe?" The trademark smirk spreading lazily across his face.
"Of course, I can't function without you. The world can't function without you; heaven forbade anyone who didn't miss you" her voice dripped with venom.
Tristan was visibly shocked. Usually Rory would return his banter but this time she was flat out pissed off. Something must be up he decided but didn't want to press the issue instead he decided to follow her home.
Out in the car park Rory tucked her book bag in the back and started the engine of her little car. It was only small, just what she'd wanted, besides her driving skills left a bit to be desired and she wasn't sure she had practised enough to drive the upmarket sports car her grandparents had insisted on buying her for her seventeenth birthday. It was still in there garage, she knew one day she would have to drive it though, she could only hope that she could put it off for a while longer.
Tristan watched Rory pull out of the parking lot in her beat up car. Putting his black BMW Roadster into gear he followed her, far enough behind so that she wouldn't notice. He doubted that she would notice anyway, her mind obviously elsewhere.
Rory's thoughts had been anywhere but one the road but were brought back to reality with a jolt as she realised that she had almost ran over a rabbit. God she had to concentrate. There was no turning back, if she didn't show up it would only be worse it always was. So far she had learnt to cover it up but she didn't know how long she could keep up the false tirade for.
Tristan saw Rory swerve to avoid the rabbit, He was becoming more concerned by the minute. There was definitely something wrong this wasn't like her. The Stars Hollow sign appeared up ahead and he thanked his lucky stars that she had made it home all right. Instead of turning into her street she continued another block down, and turned left into a side street that appeared deserted, he parked his car in a secluded spot where he was sure she wouldn't see it and followed her on foot.
Rory got out of her car and looked around quickly to make sure no one saw her there, after all it was Star's Hollow, and the last thing she needed was for someone to find out what was going on. She walked over to the abandoned building and knocked quickly on the door, it was opened and she went inside.
Tristan didn't miss the look of terror on Rory's face as she entered the small derelict building. He still had no idea why she was here. He crept up to the small window with bars on it and seated himself on the box below. He was well hidden enough that no one could see him from the street, and he was pretty sure no one inside could see him either. He noticed the window was half open and realised he would have to be very quiet so as not to let his presence become known.
Rory followed him through to the back room. She dreaded this place it was dark and musty. She was annoyed at herself for letting it get this far but what could she do now, she felt powerless to stop it, she didn't know how to stop it or even if she could.
Dean walked up to Rory.
"'bout time you showed up, you know I don't like to be kept waiting."
"I'm sorry I had to get some books from my locker, please Dean you know I didn't do it on purpose"
"Not good enough you little cow. You know the deal" he slapped her harshly across the cheek.
Rory cried out in pain "please Dean stop, please" her cheek was burning and she felt the tears coming, She tried not to cry, she knew it would be a mistake if she did. It only gave him more power.
Dean relished the effect he had on her. He shoved her roughly into the wall, enjoying the thud as her soft skin tore against the rough bricks.
"Please stop," she was begging. She knew he wasn't finished.
He walked over to her and knelt down beside her. Her shoved his hand up her skirt and watched her cry. With one swift movement he tore off her panties, shoving his thumb against her intimate parts.
Rory closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. She hated him doing this. She tried to block it out. She was powerless against him and cried out at his roughness.
He forced his mouth down on hers. "You're a little slut Rory, just like your mother. How many boys did you fuck at school today huh?" He glared at her. "How many?" He screamed.
"None. Dean. Not One! You know that I've never been with anyone ever." She panicked. He was getting angrier. Her usual means of pacifying him were not working.
"Liar!" He barked. "Why do you think it is that I haven't fucked you yet Rory? Why?"
"I'll tell you why Rory, so many boys have been inside you that I wouldn't want to risk catching anything, you'll never have me inside you. Your nothing but a slut and you don't deserve it."
"Please Dean, you know that's not true, please just leave me alone, I'll do anything."
Dean pulled the gun out from behind his back. It wasn't loaded but he liked to use it to keep her scared, "just remember this. If you don't show up tomorrow or if you tell anyone then I'll kill you. I know you know I've done it before and believe me I'm not afraid of coming after you. Do you understand me?"
"Yes" Rory whispered. Watching him turn around and stalk out the door.
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Back in the alley Tristan felt his body give an involuntary wretch, he had to work hard to keep himself from vomiting at the scene he just saw. He had been all set to barge in and knock the daylights out of that monster when he saw him pull the gun, he knew if he went in Dean would hurt Rory, or make good on his threat of hurting her mother. Instead he stood there patiently and bought his time. He would make sure that monster paid, all he had to do was bide his time.
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Rory huddled closer to the corner and let the tears falls freely. Every part of her ached and she felt so dirty. She didn't know how long he would continue this every afternoon, but she hoped he would stop soon. He was breaking her. He knew that and he enjoyed it. She cringed as she heard footsteps and thought he was coming back for more. She willed her breathing to slow pretending to be asleep or unconscious, anything to deter him from hurting her further.
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Tristan looked at Rory huddled in a ball on the floor, the tears that were welling up inside him started to spill down his cheeks. She looked so small and vulnerable. Goose bumps were appearing on her flesh. Bending down he scooped her up in his arms and quickly walked her out to the front of his car. Sure that no one had seen him he tucked her inside and quickly drove away from Stars Hollow.
Rory dared to open her eyes; she was expecting to see Dean. The person she saw made her face flush red. Tears of embarrassment, but also relief sprung to her eyes. "Oh my god, please don't let him know what happened" she thought. "Please don't let Tristan know what happened back there" she prayed.
Tristan sensed Rory's discomfort and decided it best not to make any comment right now. He wanted to touch her, to take her in his arms and tell her it would be all right. But after what that creep had done Tristan was sure that Rory would be scared of any man's touch, especially that of her nemesis.
"It's alright Rory, It will be ok now, he will never touch you again" Tristan whispered to her softly. "Sleep, we have a long way to go"
"My mom" Rory cried.
"It's ok, I'll have it taken care of, just sleep sweetheart, just sleep"
Rory believed him. For once she truly believed that it would be all right.
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