Title: El Tango De Roxanne
Author: Gilmoregirl7878
A/N: I know I should update Fate cause I haven't updated that in soo long, but since I had such a short chapter last, seriously that thing was like two pages long, I was so ashamed that I wrote another. Plus I got a REALLY GOOD IDEA, for Tristan and Rory. Seriously, your going to love it!
Maybe some of you know what's to come in this chapter because of the title.
Do you know why I named this chapter El Tango De Roxanne? Serious Brownie points of those who do!
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Tristan walked into the apartment, not before sending a silent prayer that the guys wouldn't be there so they wouldn't be able to interrogate him.
He had no such luck.
"Well, well. Look who shows up. Did someone get lucky last night?" Logan said loudly, causing Finn and Colin to look up from the TV and smirk at him knowingly.
"Since when did you three become a bunch of gossiping school girls?"
"Have you met our mothers? Besides, don't avoid the question."
"Would it be a terrible shock if I said I was with a girl last night." Tristan said sarcastically, thinking back on all the times he was at girls' houses.
"Usually your home by now, like before they wake up." Colin said knowingly.
"Yeah, well I stopped an got breakfast."
"Where?" Colin asked suspiciously.
"Some Diner, a couple blocks from here. I had a cup of coffee and eggs. Done with the questions, now?" Tristan asked irritated by them, walking into the bathroom to take a shower.
"Huh. That's interesting." Logan stated, looking over at the other two on the couches.
"Yeah, especially since Tristan doesn't drink coffee." Finn told them, causing Logan and Colin's eyes to widen.
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"Can I come out now, or are you three still behaving like jackasses?" Tristan asked, coming out of his room after his shower.
"Depends on if you're still acting all PMS-y." Colin dead panned.
"Shut up." Tristan said grumpily, sitting down on the chair.
"Okay, what or who has your panties in a twist?" Logan asked.
"I'm fine."
"Yes, cause your tone gives that away." Finn said sarcastically.
"Look, I just don't want to talk about it, okay? So, no topic, what's going on tonight?"
"Well, we wanted to go hang out with Rory tonight." Colin explained.
"Can't she's working." Tristan said before realizing, causing the other three to look at him in confusion.
"How did you know that?" Finn asked.
"Rory mentioned it the other night, I just have a good memory." Tristan lied unconvincingly, but the boys let it go.
"Whatever, I'm calling Steph back and telling her that I can go to her place tonight." Colin explained, getting and grabbing the phone.
"Tristan, did you have plans in mind?" Logan asked.
"Nah, I was gonna just chill."
"We're going to see Rory in about an hour, I doubt she'll have to work that early, do you know her time schedule, too?" Finn asked sarcastically, staring at Tristan. Almost daring him to tell the truth.
"Ha ha. You're funny." He deadpanned. "I'm gonna take a nap, I'm beat. Tell me when you get back." Tristan left the room.
"What's up with him?"
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Rory was watching old school cartoons, which consisted of Tom and Jerry, telling herself that she had to get up and go to work in a hour, so she had to get up and take a shower.
"Come in!" Rory called to the door when she heard a knock.
"Hello Love! It's the two most handsome men in the world!" Finn called from the doorway, him and Logan entering the room.
"Huh, I don't remember inviting Brad Pitt and...oh, it's just you and Logan." Rory joked.
"Ouch, that hurts Ace."
"Well, you know what they say, the truth hurts."
"Then it's a good thing no one is ever honest anymore."
"It is." Rory smiled at them. "So, what's up?"
"Nothing much, just came to see what is up with the most beautiful girl in the world." Finn said charmingly, sitting down next to Rory.
"Finn, after all these years, you still try to get into my pants." Rory shook her head.
"Doesn't work? Damn, oh well, I'll just go back to the endless line of one night stands, dreaming of my chance with Rory Gilmore." Finn sighed dramatically.
"Just like all the others." Rory played along.
"Rory! Don't! I'm too beautiful to go to waste."
"You're not that beautiful." Logan told him, rolling his eyes, causing Finn to gasp loudly.
"No! My ears!" Finn cried, putting his hands over his ears.
"Logan, stop torturing Finn. Finny, you're beautiful." Rory teased, hugging Finn, who stuck his tongue out at Logan.
"Mature." Logan commented dryly. "So Rory, we came hear to see what you were up too."
"Nothing much, just going to work in an hour. Fun." She said sarcastically.
"That sucks." Logan said, before his cell phone went off, signaling that he had a text message.
"Me and Logan-
"Logan and I." Rory corrected, interrupting Finn.
"Logan and I are completely bored, and are trying to find something to entertain us tonight."
"Dirty."
"Finn! Remember Casey?" Logan asked Finn, excited.
"Do you know me at all?"
"Right...remember the blonde with the really big..." Logan trailed off, looking at Rory's glare. "And she told the three of us that we were the hottest guys she had ever met last week?"
"Vaguely, continue."
"She has a friend and they are dying to throw us a 'party." Logan told Finn, reading the text message he had just received.
"Love you Rory. Logan and I have some business to attend to. Mate, let's go!" Finn jumped out of his seat, kissing Rory's cheek and hurrying out of the apartment.
"You should go before he hurts himself." Rory told Logan, laughing.
"See you later, Ace." Logan said leaving.
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Tristan couldn't stop thinking about her, as much as he wanted to. God, it reminded him of his High school days, he was acting like a love sick teenager. He was in college for chrissake!
He sighed, giving up and got dressed.
He was going to see Rory, he had to tell her what he felt. Even if she didn't want to hear it, which she probably wouldn't, he was going to tell her.
Tristan left the apartment determined. He might be acting like a love-sick teenager, but he wasn't gong to let her go again, like he had when he really was a teenager.
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'This bites' Rory thought, bringing drinks to a table of men who ogled her.
For some reason, she particularly hated her job tonight, found all the men in hear disgusting and loathsome, but she couldn't show it, it was her job.
She knew why, because every time she saw a man in here, she thought of him.
He had to show up and stir up feelings that she tried so hard to forget, memories that hurt. Her innocence that she wanted back so dearly.
There was no going back, though.
Not anymore.
Sure, she had played it cool and casual this morning, the fact that he had stayed while she was sleeping was a shock, but he only probably stayed because he felt obligated.
Or he was scared that she would go running to Finn, Colin, and Logan and they would kill him.
Either way, he didn't have feelings for her. He was drunk, so was she. One drunken night, that was it.
That's all she could have anyways, if there was more it just ended badly.
'Oh yay, another table.' Rory thought miserably.
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Tristan entered the club and his eyes immediately found Rory, she was serving a table. One of the guys grabbed her waist and pulled her down on his lap, laughing with his friends.
If that wasn't enough to get his blood boiling, she smiled politely and went to get up, but the bastard wouldn't let her get up, now Rory's expression lost it's cool collection.
Tristan walked over there and pulled Rory off the guy, grabbing the guy and pulling him up and slammed him against the wall.
"I think the girl wanted to get up." Tristan said threateningly.
"And I wanted to get off." The guy said cockily, which resulted in him getting punched by Tristan.
"Tristan!" Rory yelled.
By that time the bartender had reached the scene and pulled Tristan away from the man, who was spitting out blood.
"Leigh, what did I tell you about boyfriends!" The bartender told Rory, helping the guy up.
"I'm so sorry Steve, it won't happen again." Rory apologized, pulling Tristan out of the club.
"What the hell is the matter with you!" Rory yelled immediately when they were out of the club.
"Me!" Tristan yelled back, confused.
"Yes, you! You can't just come into the place where I work and do that! That shit could get me fired, Tristan!" Rory screamed.
"That would be a good thing!" Tristan scoffed.
"God dammit, you sadistic bastard! You're so smug, living off Daddy's money! Some of us have to work!" Rory yelled.
"You call that a job, Jesus Rory, all you are in there is a piece of ass!" Immediately as that came out of his mouth he was slapped across the face.
"You asshole, get out of here. I hate you." Rory whispered, staring at Tristan with hate.
Tristan stared back, no anger or emotion what-so-ever in his eyes, it was just empty. And probably the scariest look Rory had ever gotten.
"Fine." He said quietly, walking away from her, never looking back.
Once he was gone Rory hurried into the club, going back into the staff's bathroom. She broke down crying, sobs that raked her body.
She got out her phone and dialed a number that was familiar.
"Hello?" A laughing voice answered.
"Logan?" Rory said in a small voice.
"Rory? What's wrong, are you okay?" His tone immediately changed, scared and concerned for her. She could also here Finn's voice in the background, asking about her.
"Logan, can you come pick me up." Rory asked quietly, a sob escaping her.
"Where are you?"
"The club."
"I'll be there in two minutes, are you okay, hurt?"
"I'm not hurt." She told him 'Physically' She added in her mind.
"I'll be right there, Rory. Don't worry." Logan promised, hanging up.
Rory rested her head back on the wall, before leaving the bathroom and telling Steve, the bartender and the one in charge when the owner wasn't there, that she was leaving and went outside.
She looked at the people in the streets, waiting for Logan. They all had coats on, for it was a oddly cold spring night. She was wearing the clothes that she wore in the club, which wasn't a lot, but she wasn't cold.
She wasn't anything at all.
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A/N: Intense, right? Well, you weren't expecting an immediately happy ending for Tristan and Rory, were you? If you were, shame on you. You know better than that!
So, I really loved this chapter, I hope you did too!
Please check out my latest story 'How Can Something So Wrong Feel So Right?'
It's really good, if I do say so myself. Haha.
One last question, is anyone else's computer acting weird with FF. I mean, I'm not getting any of my alerts that I should be. Is that happening to anyone else?
