Title: Never Thought I'd Be Close To You
Auther: Kryscmm
Disclaimer: nothing is mine....
Rating: pg-13
Auther's Note: the bold is what it the past.......................... more
to come ENJOY!
He sat in the sofa chair the Chilton library had in the corner for students to sit and read. But he wasn't reading. He was hiding. He knew none of the Chilton socialite would think to look for him in the library. He couldn't remember the last time he was in the library before then. He had his blazer slung on the arm rest and he had rollen up his sleeves showing his clean, tan, arms. He thought back on the events that happened in the last week, and how little chilton cared.
bThe whole junior class was on a trip to some campsite. The trip had no point what so ever, and during one of the many 'getting to know you' games, a bunch of guys rushed in. They had guns and threatened to shoot if anyone moved or yelled. /b
Tristan closed his eyes remembering it all. He remembered the look of fright on Rory Gilmore's face when she noticed what was going on. It would be forever etched in his mind.
bShe was even to the point of shaking. He reached his hand over slowly, so he wouldn't be noticed by the men and held her hand, trying to calm her down some so that the guys wouldn't single her out. They said they were taking a handfull of people with them and then they just pointed to five people and commanded them to stand and follow with their arms raised. The five people.... Tristan, Rory, and three people named Michelle, Derek, and Sabrina. She had widened her eyes and clutched on to his hand tighter as they rose and lifted their hands in the air and followed the men out of the room and into a blue van. They weren't even all seated when the van lerched forward and drove them away.
They had been driving for a long time, he wasn't really sure because the clock in the van was not in his eye sight. He looked over at Rory who had her eyes shut and was biting her lip. He took her hand in his again and traced slow circles around her knuckles. She opened her eyes and looked at him, wondering why he was being so nice and comforting to her. Their eyes locked and they each saw worry in each other. From that moment, they knew they wouldn't let anything happen to one another. The pulled into a ware house and rounded them up and pushed them into a small room. The three men were talking about how they shouldn't all stay together because they would all think up a plan of escape or something. They came back into the room and pointed to Rory and Tristan.
"You two come with me. The other three go with him." He pointed to one of the other guys. He was relieved to be going with Rory and the look in her eyes made him know that she was too. They were shown to another small room that had no windows except for a small one near the top of the ceiling. There was a dim light on in the room and he prayed that they would let them leave it on. He wasn't too fond of having it be pitch dark. The guy slammed the door behind him and it left Rory and Tristan sitting against the wall of the empty room.
They waited a few minutes before speaking, afraid they would hear them. "Rory...you okay?" He asked, concerned. He looked at her, she was starring straight ahead of her to the blank wall. "Rory...?"
He tore away and looked at him, teary eyed. "Tristan, what's going to happen to us?"She asked, voice cracking./b
He remembered how his heart broke and he wanted nothing but to say it was going to be okay and be sure of it, but he really didn't know.
b"I... I dont know..." He said truthfully. "But I won't let them hurt you. Where you go, I go. I wont leave you." He pulled her toward him and she sobbed into his chest.
"My mom....Luke....." she whimpered.
"Shh...." He soothed. "I'm gonna be here for you." A little while later, she pulled away from him and looked him in his eyes.
"Thank you." She said. "I'm glad I'm here with you instead of someone else." She blushed and looked down at her lap.
His lips curled up slightly. "Me too." /b
He opened his eyes and looked the way of the clock that hung above the biography bookshelf. It was almost time to get to the next class. He unrolled his sleeves and tugged on his blazer again. He gathered his books and pushed his way out of the enormous library. He walked down the almost empty hallways and towards Mr. Medina's class. He figured he'd be early for once. He walked into the room and there she sat. In the last seat where he usually occupied during class, reading iJane Eyre/i He stopped in his track and just gazed at her for alittle. She looked up, feeling his pressence.
"Tristan.." she began. He gave her a small smile and walked towards her. He sat down at the desk adjacent to hers. "You're here early." She observed.
He pushed his books to the end of the desk and nodded. "I didn't want to be with everybody...questioning me.....saying they're sorry.....I didn't wanna deal with it." He offered. Since the experience he was open with her.
bThey were locked up in the room for something like eight hours and they were both hungry. Then the door opened and headmaster charleston was standing there gazing at him and Rory who was hugging close to him. "Mister DuGrey, Miss Gilmore. I'm sorry it took us so long to get here..." He began, but from the looks on both their faces, he knew they didn't want to hear his uncaring appologies. He could have done alot more to get them out of there.
They were ushered out to a bus that was going to bring them back to Chilton where parents of the five students were waiting for them. They had gotten close to eachother through those long hours. She broke down the wall he had built up and got him to open up to her. He never did it before...to anyone. They got to Chilton and Lorelai had run up to Rory with people who had to be Luke, the diner guy and Jess, her best friend. And he stood against the wall of Chilton. His parents didn't even show to pick him up. They didn't care that they guys could have killed them....held them hostage. They didn't care. He shook his head, he felt stupid for thinking that they would come to get him. He felt stupid for thinking that they would care that their own child was...it didn't matter. She had spotted him standing alone and he saw they sympathy in her eyes while she walked towards him. When she got to him she pulled him into a hug.
"Thank you for being with me." She whispered. He smiled and hugged her tighter to him.
"Thank you."
"I see your....not here....." She didn't want to say it because she knew it hurt him, even if he wouldn't admit it. He had told her about how his parents hurt him emotionally all his life. "Come home with me...." She didn't say it as a question...it was more like a command. She looked back at Lorelai and Luke and Jess who were happy to have their Rory back and he wanted that. To have some people who cared for him. He looked back down to Rory and she nodded.
He nodded back. "Thanks Rory." She smiled back. "It's no problem. It'll be fun. Luke and Jess have alot of food ready back at the diner." She took his hand and led him back to her family. /b
They had dinner at the diner and then they went back to Rory's house. It was late and Tristan said he should be going home and that he'd take the bus back to hartford, but Lorelai insisted that he spend the night. Rory agreed, knowing exactly what they went through that day he should be alone. He nodded agreeing and Lorelai went up to bed. Rory helped him get bedding and everything for the couch.
b "I'm not tired yet...." Rory conceded. When they were both seated wide awake on the made up couch. "But I won't keep you..." She started to get up.
"Don't go." he said taking her arm in his hand. "I'm not tired either." She sat back down and looked at the empty t.v. screen. She was nervous, he could tell.
"I was so scared today, Tristan." She looked at him.
He nodded and took her hand in his for what seemed like the hundreth time that day. "So was I. But I felt better knowing you were there." She smiled at him and pulled him into a hug.
"How about we watch some television until we feel sleepy?" She suggested.
He nodded. "Sounds good." She took the controller and the telelvision turned on. They laid down side by side on the couch. They were much more comfortable being so close to eachother after that day.
After about an hour and a half, they both had fallen asleep with Tristan's arm protectively holding Rory to him.
He sat in the sofa chair the Chilton library had in the corner for students to sit and read. But he wasn't reading. He was hiding. He knew none of the Chilton socialite would think to look for him in the library. He couldn't remember the last time he was in the library before then. He had his blazer slung on the arm rest and he had rollen up his sleeves showing his clean, tan, arms. He thought back on the events that happened in the last week, and how little chilton cared.
bThe whole junior class was on a trip to some campsite. The trip had no point what so ever, and during one of the many 'getting to know you' games, a bunch of guys rushed in. They had guns and threatened to shoot if anyone moved or yelled. /b
Tristan closed his eyes remembering it all. He remembered the look of fright on Rory Gilmore's face when she noticed what was going on. It would be forever etched in his mind.
bShe was even to the point of shaking. He reached his hand over slowly, so he wouldn't be noticed by the men and held her hand, trying to calm her down some so that the guys wouldn't single her out. They said they were taking a handfull of people with them and then they just pointed to five people and commanded them to stand and follow with their arms raised. The five people.... Tristan, Rory, and three people named Michelle, Derek, and Sabrina. She had widened her eyes and clutched on to his hand tighter as they rose and lifted their hands in the air and followed the men out of the room and into a blue van. They weren't even all seated when the van lerched forward and drove them away.
They had been driving for a long time, he wasn't really sure because the clock in the van was not in his eye sight. He looked over at Rory who had her eyes shut and was biting her lip. He took her hand in his again and traced slow circles around her knuckles. She opened her eyes and looked at him, wondering why he was being so nice and comforting to her. Their eyes locked and they each saw worry in each other. From that moment, they knew they wouldn't let anything happen to one another. The pulled into a ware house and rounded them up and pushed them into a small room. The three men were talking about how they shouldn't all stay together because they would all think up a plan of escape or something. They came back into the room and pointed to Rory and Tristan.
"You two come with me. The other three go with him." He pointed to one of the other guys. He was relieved to be going with Rory and the look in her eyes made him know that she was too. They were shown to another small room that had no windows except for a small one near the top of the ceiling. There was a dim light on in the room and he prayed that they would let them leave it on. He wasn't too fond of having it be pitch dark. The guy slammed the door behind him and it left Rory and Tristan sitting against the wall of the empty room.
They waited a few minutes before speaking, afraid they would hear them. "Rory...you okay?" He asked, concerned. He looked at her, she was starring straight ahead of her to the blank wall. "Rory...?"
He tore away and looked at him, teary eyed. "Tristan, what's going to happen to us?"She asked, voice cracking./b
He remembered how his heart broke and he wanted nothing but to say it was going to be okay and be sure of it, but he really didn't know.
b"I... I dont know..." He said truthfully. "But I won't let them hurt you. Where you go, I go. I wont leave you." He pulled her toward him and she sobbed into his chest.
"My mom....Luke....." she whimpered.
"Shh...." He soothed. "I'm gonna be here for you." A little while later, she pulled away from him and looked him in his eyes.
"Thank you." She said. "I'm glad I'm here with you instead of someone else." She blushed and looked down at her lap.
His lips curled up slightly. "Me too." /b
He opened his eyes and looked the way of the clock that hung above the biography bookshelf. It was almost time to get to the next class. He unrolled his sleeves and tugged on his blazer again. He gathered his books and pushed his way out of the enormous library. He walked down the almost empty hallways and towards Mr. Medina's class. He figured he'd be early for once. He walked into the room and there she sat. In the last seat where he usually occupied during class, reading iJane Eyre/i He stopped in his track and just gazed at her for alittle. She looked up, feeling his pressence.
"Tristan.." she began. He gave her a small smile and walked towards her. He sat down at the desk adjacent to hers. "You're here early." She observed.
He pushed his books to the end of the desk and nodded. "I didn't want to be with everybody...questioning me.....saying they're sorry.....I didn't wanna deal with it." He offered. Since the experience he was open with her.
bThey were locked up in the room for something like eight hours and they were both hungry. Then the door opened and headmaster charleston was standing there gazing at him and Rory who was hugging close to him. "Mister DuGrey, Miss Gilmore. I'm sorry it took us so long to get here..." He began, but from the looks on both their faces, he knew they didn't want to hear his uncaring appologies. He could have done alot more to get them out of there.
They were ushered out to a bus that was going to bring them back to Chilton where parents of the five students were waiting for them. They had gotten close to eachother through those long hours. She broke down the wall he had built up and got him to open up to her. He never did it before...to anyone. They got to Chilton and Lorelai had run up to Rory with people who had to be Luke, the diner guy and Jess, her best friend. And he stood against the wall of Chilton. His parents didn't even show to pick him up. They didn't care that they guys could have killed them....held them hostage. They didn't care. He shook his head, he felt stupid for thinking that they would come to get him. He felt stupid for thinking that they would care that their own child was...it didn't matter. She had spotted him standing alone and he saw they sympathy in her eyes while she walked towards him. When she got to him she pulled him into a hug.
"Thank you for being with me." She whispered. He smiled and hugged her tighter to him.
"Thank you."
"I see your....not here....." She didn't want to say it because she knew it hurt him, even if he wouldn't admit it. He had told her about how his parents hurt him emotionally all his life. "Come home with me...." She didn't say it as a question...it was more like a command. She looked back at Lorelai and Luke and Jess who were happy to have their Rory back and he wanted that. To have some people who cared for him. He looked back down to Rory and she nodded.
He nodded back. "Thanks Rory." She smiled back. "It's no problem. It'll be fun. Luke and Jess have alot of food ready back at the diner." She took his hand and led him back to her family. /b
They had dinner at the diner and then they went back to Rory's house. It was late and Tristan said he should be going home and that he'd take the bus back to hartford, but Lorelai insisted that he spend the night. Rory agreed, knowing exactly what they went through that day he should be alone. He nodded agreeing and Lorelai went up to bed. Rory helped him get bedding and everything for the couch.
b "I'm not tired yet...." Rory conceded. When they were both seated wide awake on the made up couch. "But I won't keep you..." She started to get up.
"Don't go." he said taking her arm in his hand. "I'm not tired either." She sat back down and looked at the empty t.v. screen. She was nervous, he could tell.
"I was so scared today, Tristan." She looked at him.
He nodded and took her hand in his for what seemed like the hundreth time that day. "So was I. But I felt better knowing you were there." She smiled at him and pulled him into a hug.
"How about we watch some television until we feel sleepy?" She suggested.
He nodded. "Sounds good." She took the controller and the telelvision turned on. They laid down side by side on the couch. They were much more comfortable being so close to eachother after that day.
After about an hour and a half, they both had fallen asleep with Tristan's arm protectively holding Rory to him.
