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Trory..
-Jen
August 04
Looking down from my balcony a wave of nostalgia hit me as I spotted a couple holding hands. It stung, I'm nothing compared to that couple, I am nothing but envy. The pink lacquered sky seemed to catch my attention, and suddenly I was happy, again. It was cold out, and I'm shivering like crazy, I looked down at the couple whispering sweet nothings to each others ear. Sadness, again. The girl shivered, I wonder if shes as cold as I am, or if she was shivering because of him. He places his sweater on her, and she smiles. I frown feeling sympathetic towards them.
"This is as good as it gets, so enjoy while it lasts." I said melodically to the air, who seemed to grab my breath eagerly. Running my fingers on the ice cold rail, I figured a walk in the park might be the remedy to my melancholy mood. I did this every day since he left, walking in the park hoping to experience happiness, but by the time I got back I felt down as ever. Then the next day I would go to the park giving it another try, still 2 years later, I hadn't given up. Pathetic, I know. But today...would be different. I Can feel it.
As I waited at the stop light, I saw him. There he was sitting on the bench. Our bench. Our eyes seemed to lock as he mouthed "Mary." A smile over took my features. I watched as his beautiful face frowned. I glanced at the stop light reading green, mentally telling the lights to read red so I could run to him, embrace him and ask him whats wrong. To tell him how ive missed him, to feel those lips on mine. I'm happy, again. I waited anxiously for the light to turn red, blinded by my newly found happiness, it went unnoticed to me how he hadn't made the effort to stand up, to acknowledge my presence. Momentarily I snapped out of my faze, and saw him getting up glancing over his shoulder to a beautiful lady. Figures. Shattered. Sadness, again. I watched him as he kissed her, my eyes seemed to burn.
The cars swept passed me. Suddenly I felt as If I didn't want to live anymore. I cant breathe, hes still kissing her, kill me. I stepped off the curb, and felt happy again as I felt a car hit me in that tiny second I was happy. I felt my body being flown to what I think a good 10 feet. I saw blue eyes staring at me, Tristans eyes... and I could see his lips move, but I cant hear...i blink...and blank.
July 01
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I am." His arm shifted from my shoulders, landing on my waist. Sitting on the bench on Friday afternoons was our tradition, the park was empty which seemed odd for some reason. Shifting myself so that my head was on his lap and my legs curled up against my body, I sighed in satisfaction. I looked up to see his eyes closed tightly, his brow furrowed slightly.
"Tris."
"mmm"
"Theres no other way?" Hope evident in my voice. He shook his head.
"Just promise me something, Ror." He whispered stroking my hair gently.
"Anything."
"Dont fall for him ok?" His voice dripped sadness, and I nearly wanted to cry.
"Never." He lowered his head to mine, and I kissed him with all the promise I had.
Early July 01
"Rory I don't care if my father disowns me, I just want to be with you." His hand gripped the mahogany table so hard, his knuckles were turning white.
I shifted in the leather chair, my eyes downcast not knowing what to say. It was when I glanced at the fireplace when I started to cry.
"Tristan, for the tenth time, I care If your father disowns you, What about your dreams? What about Princeton?" I sobbed making my way towards him. His finger lifted my chin, a sad smile painting his lips.
"Rory, for the tenth time...you know I would give them up for you." I hugged him tightly, reassuring him that I knew he would. The wheels started turning in my mind, and before I knew it I was jumping up and down with glee.
"You know, Ror, as much as It hurts me to see you cry, it hurts me more to see your enjoyment in this nasty situation." He ended looking at me oddly.
"I have an Idea..."
"Oh yea?" He asked, a smirk already plastered onto his gorgeous face.
"We break up!"
"WHAT?!"
"I meant, lets pretend." A scratch of his head and a roll of my eyes.
"You know I'm not that great of an actor hun, besides, my lips would be bored, and my hands would be numb. I mean the only way that would work is if we go to the extremes, which means, we would have to date other people. It should be as genuine as possible for it to work." He said animetly, his hands flying all over the place.
"You dating. A girl." Shaking my head I repeated it several times.
"Yes Ror, I do swing that way..."
"Haha funny, but no. I don't want to share my Twistan." I said as would a 5 year old would.
"Jealous now are we?"
"How bout if I date and you don't." He didn't like that idea...but I had my ways of making him agree. An hour later we were sprawled on his bed flipping pages of the yearbook finding me a new "boyfriend"
"Aha!" He yelled pointing to Josh Adam, a junior with brown hair, and brown eyes. He was attractive id give you that, but there was no way in hell I would like him, which was a plus. I nodded, and almost laugh at how serious he was.
"We have found our victim." I swatted his head playfully, instead he grabbed my hand and started to kiss it. I tilted my head back, eyes closed, my thoughts replaced with nothingness. I part my lips slightly, but no words comes out, i had forgotten. I always was oblivious to everything except that moment, and the moment before that, whenever he touches me like that.
Frenchkissed fingertips now lost in his amazingly soft hair. I smile into his lips. "I Love You." My words echoed back but lower, his voice.
Once again lips on lips. My thoughts lost again. I detach, parting him with arms length. His incredibly gorgeous blue eyes staring back at me with nothing but confusion.
I somehow found it funny and allowed myself to laugh at this. My laughter contagious. When the laughter died down silence overtook. I smile and he turns to look at me, his own smile creeping up onto his features.
"I had fun." I said before making my way to the door, I abruptly ran back to him planting a chaste kiss on the lips and one on his right eyelid, with that I left.
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