Disclaimer: Oh man, do I have to do this for every freakin chapter. I DON'T
own GG cast or characters, blah. blah.. blah. Yada, Yada, Yada. Oh yeah,
and don't sue me.
A/N: TALK about INTENSE. I hope no one worries about if I know who they are shipping for. I definitely took notes and even started to talk to a witness protection program in case a certain person* decides to come after me with a bat, once I make my decision on who Rory will be with. I just really quickly wanted to explain something. In so many stories, I don't see a fair chance given to both guys when they are BOTH used as love interests for Rory. Trust me, I am so into good pure Lit fanfics as well as Trory ones but I am always down for the triangle fanfictions. DON'T WORRY, I wont overplay this triangle forever like some shows do but I feel I need to do fair justice to it and we ALL KNOW DEAN was not fair justice to a "triangle" romance. TALK ABOUT BORING. Anyways, by now I probably lost like every single one of my reviewers.LOL.but I have to be true to my writing so. I hope you still support me. (sniffle, sigh* tears, many of them) but if not, well ADIOS baby. LOL.
On with the story..
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Rory Gilmore hurriedly raced out of the familiar Chilton Hallway. She was late for her bus after getting into yet another heated debate with the queen of nastiness, Paris Gellar. *Damn, Damn,. Damn!* Just as Rory reached the end of the vast grass, she regretfully watched her bus roll on by... without her. Searching for someone of familiarity who could take her home, she sighed in defeat. Half the people that occupied the school still didn't even know her name and the other half, well they weren't an option.
Dramatically and tiredly, Rory threw her book bag down on the grass and resigned to sitting down and waiting. Eventually, Lorelai would realize Rory's absence and begin to worry thus causing her to come down here. well at least that's what Rory hoped.
Although the hectic noise around her bugged her, the serene familiarity of it caused her to get somewhat sleepy. Using her bag as a pillow, Rory gently sighed and closed her eyelids in anticipation of some long overdue sleep.
"Taking a nap?"
Rory's jaw automatically clenched as the realization of the voice so rudely interrupting her sleep became apparent. Afraid that her eyes would reveal her true hurt, Rory opted to keep them shut; secretly hoping it would give off an air of coolness and unconcern.
Rory: "Yea, so."
Rory's eyes remained shut as silence became the response to her statement. Curiosity got the best of her and she opened her eyes. Hovering over her, with hands in his pockets stood a boy, no a man, who she loved to hate, and hated to love. Rory watched as he intensely stared her down. It was a game he always played with her and it always unnerved her. He would just stare at her in every way possible making her feel stark naked although she was fully clothed.
Rory: "What do you want Jess?"
She sighed in frustration and quickly got up from her comfortable position. It was too much for her to be near him. All she had wanted was sleep and now she got unwanted company which refused to go away. Rory angrily grabbed her bag and prepared to head far away from him if she could but what came as an audible whisper from his mouth, stopped her dead in her tracks.
"You."
Rory felt hope flash through her and then quickly die out to anger. *WHAT?!* She turned around and sharply looked at him, revealing all feelings even her burning hurt.
"Oh is that so? That's funny because you sure where quick to turn me down yesterday. Or let me guess, you WANT me but can't BE with me, right? Is that what you're going to say, Jess?"
She stared him down, trying to unnerve him just a little bit. If she could just seem him waiver, show emotion, yell.cry. leave. If she could see this, than she would know she wasn't the only one hurting. dying inside. She watched for eternity and then it happened.
He wavered, just a little but enough to show. His face showed anguish and pain and somewhere with his deep brown eyes, a misty fog was appearing. Nothing spectacular like actual tears but good enough to accept.
Rory waited for relief and triumph to embrace her emotions but instead she found herself hurting just as he was, maybe even worse. *So, this is what love is about. Hurting when they hurt.* Her barriers where about to crack and she found herself drawing close to him, ready to remove all of his pain when-
"Hey Mary, is that you?"
A lump filled her throat as she whirled around to find herself LITERALLY caught between Tristan and Jess. Her eyes scanned his face in morbid shock and yet slight relief.
Rory: "Hey, what are doing here?"
Tristan: "Needed to grab my school records for my Dad who wants to boast to his colleagues of my academic improvement ever since going to that hell- whole military school. Can you believe that shit.? Who's this?"
Rory stood back and politely introduced both of them to each other. For some odd reason, she could feel the tension between them and noticed that Tristan's casual and calm demeanor had gone. Instead she watched him size Jess up in almost in a cocky manner. Rory at first thought it was humorous until her eyes fixed on Jess. He looked dangerously pissed.
JESS POV:
Jess watched this tall blonde asshole size him up with pure amusement and a little bit of annoyance. From the looks of his clothes, Jess could tell he was born and bread. wealth. and the guy looked like he had his own account. He was about ready to have a little fun with Tristan's oversized ego until he noticed how Rory looked at him. Her eyes had always been the window of her soul and Jess could tell that she cared about Tristan. Jealousy came over him but was met by something twice as powerful. Fear.
Jess knew he had messed up with Rory. He loved her so much but was too damn tough to admit it and that night, he had actually broke. Rory had captured his heart and being next her, made him feel like he could do anything. be anything but when she had refused to stand up for their relationship, he realized that there was something he could never be . her boyfriend. It killed him and ate at him. and had turned him cold.
Now watching her eyes gaze at Tristan, he knew he was on the verge of losing her again. Jess swallowed hard and decided that history would not repeat itself again. Rory Gilmore was not going to choose the OTHER guy. This time it was going to end right.
RORY'S POV
Rory shifted uncomfortably as silence seemed to engulf all three of them. She waited for someone, anyone to speak but no one was budging at least not until Tristan spoke up.
"Rory, you need a ride?"
Rory ached to say no but part of her remember being in Tristan's embrace the night before. She had vowed she would give him a chance.
Jess had said they were finished, and now she needed to move on.
"Um, yeah that would be great. Thanks."
Rory felt Tristan grab her bag from her hang and swing it over his shoulder while coldly looking at Jess.
"No problem, Mary."
She felt him grasp her hands and for some reasons unknown to herself, she felt herself interlock their fingers as they prepared to walk off.
"Wait."
Rory stopped along with a now seemingly upset Tristan and stared back at Jess. His mouth was somewhat in a tight line and a tiny crease formed at his eyebrow, which to Rory always indicated he was contemplating something.
"Yeah what?!"
Rory shockingly looked at Tristan who had made that remark in what seemed to be pure irritation. Part of her wanted to correct his rudeness but most of her felt like that would have eventually flown out of her mouth as well.
She looked back at Jess, whose face seemed to soften.
"Rory, I'll take you home if you like. It's on the way. I don't mind."
Rory watched as Jess's face turned from the expression of contemplation to a slight smirk.
Rory felt herself giggle inside because if she didn't know better, she would have guessed Jess was beating Tristan at his own game. But then, she started to wonder what game Jess was trying to play. Did he want her back? Was this some sort of "I've got bigger balls than you?" thing and then all of sudden she didn't care.
"Fine. Thanks for the offer, Tristan but Jess is closer to my home and I don't want you to go out of your way."
Her eyes met crystal blue and she felt herself pulled very close to Tristan. His arms wrapped around her waist and quickly he placed a chaste kiss on her lips. Instead of pulling away, she found herself feeling safe in his arms, somewhat protected from what the outside of his arms consisted of. pain. hurt. Jess. love.
"Alright Mary, I'll see you later then. Call me if you want to hang out tonight."
And just as quickly as he came, he left. She watched Tristan confidently walk off and smiled at his ability to just shrug the world off of his shoulders, never letting on that inside of himself, he was vulnerable. It was his best and worst qualities.
Rory swallowed hard and turned around to face Jess. His pure genius ability to act void of emotion and indifferent to her never ceased to amaze her. He looked at her quickly and started towards his car.
"You coming?" She sighed to herself and quickly grabbed her bag from the floor where Tristan had left it and got into Jess's car.
This was going to be one hell of a ride.
~Okay folks that's all she wrote for tonight. Next chapter, COMPLETE JRORY. The car ride goes from bad to good, to good to bad, to completely chaotic. It will be a good chapter for you JRORY shippers and a NOT so good chapter for you TRORY'S butttt. after that all bets are off. so PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW and let me know some of your fabulous opinions and ideas .. Love you lots. C-ya.
A/N: TALK about INTENSE. I hope no one worries about if I know who they are shipping for. I definitely took notes and even started to talk to a witness protection program in case a certain person* decides to come after me with a bat, once I make my decision on who Rory will be with. I just really quickly wanted to explain something. In so many stories, I don't see a fair chance given to both guys when they are BOTH used as love interests for Rory. Trust me, I am so into good pure Lit fanfics as well as Trory ones but I am always down for the triangle fanfictions. DON'T WORRY, I wont overplay this triangle forever like some shows do but I feel I need to do fair justice to it and we ALL KNOW DEAN was not fair justice to a "triangle" romance. TALK ABOUT BORING. Anyways, by now I probably lost like every single one of my reviewers.LOL.but I have to be true to my writing so. I hope you still support me. (sniffle, sigh* tears, many of them) but if not, well ADIOS baby. LOL.
On with the story..
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Rory Gilmore hurriedly raced out of the familiar Chilton Hallway. She was late for her bus after getting into yet another heated debate with the queen of nastiness, Paris Gellar. *Damn, Damn,. Damn!* Just as Rory reached the end of the vast grass, she regretfully watched her bus roll on by... without her. Searching for someone of familiarity who could take her home, she sighed in defeat. Half the people that occupied the school still didn't even know her name and the other half, well they weren't an option.
Dramatically and tiredly, Rory threw her book bag down on the grass and resigned to sitting down and waiting. Eventually, Lorelai would realize Rory's absence and begin to worry thus causing her to come down here. well at least that's what Rory hoped.
Although the hectic noise around her bugged her, the serene familiarity of it caused her to get somewhat sleepy. Using her bag as a pillow, Rory gently sighed and closed her eyelids in anticipation of some long overdue sleep.
"Taking a nap?"
Rory's jaw automatically clenched as the realization of the voice so rudely interrupting her sleep became apparent. Afraid that her eyes would reveal her true hurt, Rory opted to keep them shut; secretly hoping it would give off an air of coolness and unconcern.
Rory: "Yea, so."
Rory's eyes remained shut as silence became the response to her statement. Curiosity got the best of her and she opened her eyes. Hovering over her, with hands in his pockets stood a boy, no a man, who she loved to hate, and hated to love. Rory watched as he intensely stared her down. It was a game he always played with her and it always unnerved her. He would just stare at her in every way possible making her feel stark naked although she was fully clothed.
Rory: "What do you want Jess?"
She sighed in frustration and quickly got up from her comfortable position. It was too much for her to be near him. All she had wanted was sleep and now she got unwanted company which refused to go away. Rory angrily grabbed her bag and prepared to head far away from him if she could but what came as an audible whisper from his mouth, stopped her dead in her tracks.
"You."
Rory felt hope flash through her and then quickly die out to anger. *WHAT?!* She turned around and sharply looked at him, revealing all feelings even her burning hurt.
"Oh is that so? That's funny because you sure where quick to turn me down yesterday. Or let me guess, you WANT me but can't BE with me, right? Is that what you're going to say, Jess?"
She stared him down, trying to unnerve him just a little bit. If she could just seem him waiver, show emotion, yell.cry. leave. If she could see this, than she would know she wasn't the only one hurting. dying inside. She watched for eternity and then it happened.
He wavered, just a little but enough to show. His face showed anguish and pain and somewhere with his deep brown eyes, a misty fog was appearing. Nothing spectacular like actual tears but good enough to accept.
Rory waited for relief and triumph to embrace her emotions but instead she found herself hurting just as he was, maybe even worse. *So, this is what love is about. Hurting when they hurt.* Her barriers where about to crack and she found herself drawing close to him, ready to remove all of his pain when-
"Hey Mary, is that you?"
A lump filled her throat as she whirled around to find herself LITERALLY caught between Tristan and Jess. Her eyes scanned his face in morbid shock and yet slight relief.
Rory: "Hey, what are doing here?"
Tristan: "Needed to grab my school records for my Dad who wants to boast to his colleagues of my academic improvement ever since going to that hell- whole military school. Can you believe that shit.? Who's this?"
Rory stood back and politely introduced both of them to each other. For some odd reason, she could feel the tension between them and noticed that Tristan's casual and calm demeanor had gone. Instead she watched him size Jess up in almost in a cocky manner. Rory at first thought it was humorous until her eyes fixed on Jess. He looked dangerously pissed.
JESS POV:
Jess watched this tall blonde asshole size him up with pure amusement and a little bit of annoyance. From the looks of his clothes, Jess could tell he was born and bread. wealth. and the guy looked like he had his own account. He was about ready to have a little fun with Tristan's oversized ego until he noticed how Rory looked at him. Her eyes had always been the window of her soul and Jess could tell that she cared about Tristan. Jealousy came over him but was met by something twice as powerful. Fear.
Jess knew he had messed up with Rory. He loved her so much but was too damn tough to admit it and that night, he had actually broke. Rory had captured his heart and being next her, made him feel like he could do anything. be anything but when she had refused to stand up for their relationship, he realized that there was something he could never be . her boyfriend. It killed him and ate at him. and had turned him cold.
Now watching her eyes gaze at Tristan, he knew he was on the verge of losing her again. Jess swallowed hard and decided that history would not repeat itself again. Rory Gilmore was not going to choose the OTHER guy. This time it was going to end right.
RORY'S POV
Rory shifted uncomfortably as silence seemed to engulf all three of them. She waited for someone, anyone to speak but no one was budging at least not until Tristan spoke up.
"Rory, you need a ride?"
Rory ached to say no but part of her remember being in Tristan's embrace the night before. She had vowed she would give him a chance.
Jess had said they were finished, and now she needed to move on.
"Um, yeah that would be great. Thanks."
Rory felt Tristan grab her bag from her hang and swing it over his shoulder while coldly looking at Jess.
"No problem, Mary."
She felt him grasp her hands and for some reasons unknown to herself, she felt herself interlock their fingers as they prepared to walk off.
"Wait."
Rory stopped along with a now seemingly upset Tristan and stared back at Jess. His mouth was somewhat in a tight line and a tiny crease formed at his eyebrow, which to Rory always indicated he was contemplating something.
"Yeah what?!"
Rory shockingly looked at Tristan who had made that remark in what seemed to be pure irritation. Part of her wanted to correct his rudeness but most of her felt like that would have eventually flown out of her mouth as well.
She looked back at Jess, whose face seemed to soften.
"Rory, I'll take you home if you like. It's on the way. I don't mind."
Rory watched as Jess's face turned from the expression of contemplation to a slight smirk.
Rory felt herself giggle inside because if she didn't know better, she would have guessed Jess was beating Tristan at his own game. But then, she started to wonder what game Jess was trying to play. Did he want her back? Was this some sort of "I've got bigger balls than you?" thing and then all of sudden she didn't care.
"Fine. Thanks for the offer, Tristan but Jess is closer to my home and I don't want you to go out of your way."
Her eyes met crystal blue and she felt herself pulled very close to Tristan. His arms wrapped around her waist and quickly he placed a chaste kiss on her lips. Instead of pulling away, she found herself feeling safe in his arms, somewhat protected from what the outside of his arms consisted of. pain. hurt. Jess. love.
"Alright Mary, I'll see you later then. Call me if you want to hang out tonight."
And just as quickly as he came, he left. She watched Tristan confidently walk off and smiled at his ability to just shrug the world off of his shoulders, never letting on that inside of himself, he was vulnerable. It was his best and worst qualities.
Rory swallowed hard and turned around to face Jess. His pure genius ability to act void of emotion and indifferent to her never ceased to amaze her. He looked at her quickly and started towards his car.
"You coming?" She sighed to herself and quickly grabbed her bag from the floor where Tristan had left it and got into Jess's car.
This was going to be one hell of a ride.
~Okay folks that's all she wrote for tonight. Next chapter, COMPLETE JRORY. The car ride goes from bad to good, to good to bad, to completely chaotic. It will be a good chapter for you JRORY shippers and a NOT so good chapter for you TRORY'S butttt. after that all bets are off. so PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW and let me know some of your fabulous opinions and ideas .. Love you lots. C-ya.
