A picture chapter 1- Sunset
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disclaimer: HEHE, yeah right. I would not be writing it here if I owned the characters. I do however own Jess and Tristan, in my dreams.....Great dreams by the way. :)
She had a look of pure contentment on her face. She was happy, just sitting on the bench, watching the sunset. The colors were beyond beautiful, the sky was an array of light and dark blues, mixed with red, pinks, and oranges. The sun was slowly fading, and with it went a day of sadness, and happiness, but mostly of confusion. You see the girl had broken up with her boyfriend today. They had broken up for one reason. The girl was pregnant. The baby was not boys, the boy was angry and scared. The girl was scared too, but she would never admit that. She was too strong to be scared, or at least she was gonna tell herself that. She knew who the father was, but she couldn't tell him. To be fair the girl isn't really a girl anymore, she's a women now, and has been for along time. She liked to think back to her high school days though, and everyone was just realizing that their little girl was now a gorgeous 23 year old women. She had gonna to Harvard, her dream school, and she had graduated as valedictorian from there, just as she had from her high school. She had dated the perfect boy all through high school and college. But then she had met someone from her past. She had been wondering around in a bookstore that sold only first edition copies, when she had seen a familiar head. He still wore preppy clothes. He had been dresses in khakis and a blue button down polo. She could see the white wife beater tee under it. His blonde hair was as usual, in an organized disarray. He looked good. Real good. She hadn't seen him sense her sophomore year, when he had been sent away to a different school. Back then she'd had any feelings for the blue eyed boy, love, hate, lust, now all those feelings were coming back for the blue eyed man. One glance and she was hooked. He turned around and gasped.
"Hello, Mary." He had that trade mark smirk on his face.
"Hey Tristan. How are you?" she asked, she liked when he called her Mary. She used to hate it. Now she didn't mind.
"I'm good. How are you?"
"I'm.....I'm good Tris. I'm really good. I'm really glad I ran into you. There was something you never got to give me before you left." she said, a soft sad look I her eyes.
"And what was that?"
"This." she leaned in and kissed him. Just a soft kiss on the lips. No more than a brush really. But that brush set her on fire. Her heart started to race and she got a warm fuzzy feeling. Not love. She knew that. This was...this was lust, need. Maybe she did love him. But she wasn't about to admit that. She wanted him.
Well the girl had gotten what she wanted, and more. They had gone back to her place. They and one wild night of passion. It was totally unlike the girl. And it was just like the boy. He hadn't told her that he was going on assignment the next day. Or that it would be dangerous. He would be photographing the war in Sudan, but she didn't know that. So when she woke up the next day and found only a note saying 'I love you, and always have' she figured he'd just left. She'd realized she loved him too. She didn't hear from him. She moved on. Then two weeks ago at a family dinner her grandmother mentioned how sad it was about the DuGrey boy. She had looked up suddenly.
"What happened to Tristan grandma?" She had asked, fear seeping into her voice.
"Oh that's right you went to school with him. Well he was taking photographs in Sudan. You know, of the war? Well, he was shot. Some man had fallen and Tristan went to help him. He died a heros death, that one did. Jackie and Preston are absolutely devastated, they....." that's all she had heard. She feinted right there at the dinner table. Sending everyone scourging around. That took her t the hospital. The doctor said she had feinted because of the shock, he said that getting shocking news when you were pregnant was...wait pregnant? Yes you heard me right the doctor had told them. Rory was pregnant. When Rory woke up, her mom, Jess and Luke had been the only ones in the room. All with worried looks on their faces.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Lorelai asked, her voice was soft, she was worried.
"Tell you what?" Rory was beyond frantic tears at this point, but tears still fell, her crying made no sound, but you could see the silent tear creeping down her face. Tristan was gone.
"About the baby." Rory's sad expression had immediately turned to one of surprise, mixed with disbelief. She hadn't known she was pregnant.
"Whaa, what?" She couldn't be pregnant they had used protection, and she was on the pill.
So now, 3 months later she had moved back in with her mom and Luke. And so now she was sitting, content on the bench, watching the sun set. Thinking of her bay, of Tristan's baby, and she couldn't help but smile. And her smile expanded when Jess sat silently beside her. He knew she was thinking of her, so he didn't bother her. Just made it know that he was there for her. Like he always was.
So do you want me to continue? The more reviews the better!!!!
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disclaimer: HEHE, yeah right. I would not be writing it here if I owned the characters. I do however own Jess and Tristan, in my dreams.....Great dreams by the way. :)
She had a look of pure contentment on her face. She was happy, just sitting on the bench, watching the sunset. The colors were beyond beautiful, the sky was an array of light and dark blues, mixed with red, pinks, and oranges. The sun was slowly fading, and with it went a day of sadness, and happiness, but mostly of confusion. You see the girl had broken up with her boyfriend today. They had broken up for one reason. The girl was pregnant. The baby was not boys, the boy was angry and scared. The girl was scared too, but she would never admit that. She was too strong to be scared, or at least she was gonna tell herself that. She knew who the father was, but she couldn't tell him. To be fair the girl isn't really a girl anymore, she's a women now, and has been for along time. She liked to think back to her high school days though, and everyone was just realizing that their little girl was now a gorgeous 23 year old women. She had gonna to Harvard, her dream school, and she had graduated as valedictorian from there, just as she had from her high school. She had dated the perfect boy all through high school and college. But then she had met someone from her past. She had been wondering around in a bookstore that sold only first edition copies, when she had seen a familiar head. He still wore preppy clothes. He had been dresses in khakis and a blue button down polo. She could see the white wife beater tee under it. His blonde hair was as usual, in an organized disarray. He looked good. Real good. She hadn't seen him sense her sophomore year, when he had been sent away to a different school. Back then she'd had any feelings for the blue eyed boy, love, hate, lust, now all those feelings were coming back for the blue eyed man. One glance and she was hooked. He turned around and gasped.
"Hello, Mary." He had that trade mark smirk on his face.
"Hey Tristan. How are you?" she asked, she liked when he called her Mary. She used to hate it. Now she didn't mind.
"I'm good. How are you?"
"I'm.....I'm good Tris. I'm really good. I'm really glad I ran into you. There was something you never got to give me before you left." she said, a soft sad look I her eyes.
"And what was that?"
"This." she leaned in and kissed him. Just a soft kiss on the lips. No more than a brush really. But that brush set her on fire. Her heart started to race and she got a warm fuzzy feeling. Not love. She knew that. This was...this was lust, need. Maybe she did love him. But she wasn't about to admit that. She wanted him.
Well the girl had gotten what she wanted, and more. They had gone back to her place. They and one wild night of passion. It was totally unlike the girl. And it was just like the boy. He hadn't told her that he was going on assignment the next day. Or that it would be dangerous. He would be photographing the war in Sudan, but she didn't know that. So when she woke up the next day and found only a note saying 'I love you, and always have' she figured he'd just left. She'd realized she loved him too. She didn't hear from him. She moved on. Then two weeks ago at a family dinner her grandmother mentioned how sad it was about the DuGrey boy. She had looked up suddenly.
"What happened to Tristan grandma?" She had asked, fear seeping into her voice.
"Oh that's right you went to school with him. Well he was taking photographs in Sudan. You know, of the war? Well, he was shot. Some man had fallen and Tristan went to help him. He died a heros death, that one did. Jackie and Preston are absolutely devastated, they....." that's all she had heard. She feinted right there at the dinner table. Sending everyone scourging around. That took her t the hospital. The doctor said she had feinted because of the shock, he said that getting shocking news when you were pregnant was...wait pregnant? Yes you heard me right the doctor had told them. Rory was pregnant. When Rory woke up, her mom, Jess and Luke had been the only ones in the room. All with worried looks on their faces.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Lorelai asked, her voice was soft, she was worried.
"Tell you what?" Rory was beyond frantic tears at this point, but tears still fell, her crying made no sound, but you could see the silent tear creeping down her face. Tristan was gone.
"About the baby." Rory's sad expression had immediately turned to one of surprise, mixed with disbelief. She hadn't known she was pregnant.
"Whaa, what?" She couldn't be pregnant they had used protection, and she was on the pill.
So now, 3 months later she had moved back in with her mom and Luke. And so now she was sitting, content on the bench, watching the sun set. Thinking of her bay, of Tristan's baby, and she couldn't help but smile. And her smile expanded when Jess sat silently beside her. He knew she was thinking of her, so he didn't bother her. Just made it know that he was there for her. Like he always was.
So do you want me to continue? The more reviews the better!!!!