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Chapter Eight: July 4th

That night as Dean crawled into bed next to Rory, and pulled her body towards his Rory thought to herself; please just let him want to hold me, please, I'm begging you. Rory had no such luck; Dean turned her towards him and pressed his lips against hers in what she supposed he thought was an erotic manner. Rory had long ago learnt that it was better not to lie and tell him she felt sick as that just made him more frustrated no it was better just to let him "make love" to her and pretend she was enjoying it. Rory had learnt long ago to just block it out to go inside herself, to let her body run on autopilot and give him the responses she knew he wanted. Occasionally there were good times, like after Dean had gotten his promotion where he had made love to her the way he used to when they had first been together intimately, this was not one of those times and there hadn't been one in a very long time, almost a year. Rory was really glad that she didn't have to avoid Tristan anymore; Tristan was an outlet from all the stress in her life. She was glad that one little slip up on both there parts didn't have to ruin a friendship that gave her the outlet that she couldn't seem to get anywhere else.


Rory and Tristan saw each other several times a week; it'd been three weeks since the kiss and had reached the one month mark of summer. There were only two months left before she started her last year of Yale, the thought was both daunting and exciting. She'd seen her mother twice since the discovery of her pregnancy her mother had reached the 2 month point of her pregnancy, she wasn't showing but she let Rory feel her stomach where a slight little rise was starting to form. Ryan was really excited at the prospect of a new little brother or sister. Rory was thoroughly enjoying her summer! July 4th was coming up and Dean had managed to get the day off to spend it with her, but for his day off he had to work the night shift. Rory had agreed to go with Tristan and Jason and some of their friends to watch the fireworks. Rory was glad Dean had taken the day off to spend some time with her things were always better between them after they spent some time together and Dean was always happier on holidays.
"I'm leaving now, Rory" Dean called into the kitchen.

Rory was making coffee with the newly fixed coffee machine, her mother would have been so proud of Dean. Rory however abandoned her coffee and headed out to kiss Dean goodbye. After Dean had left Rory finished making her coffee and sat down on the couch with a mug in the living room checking her watch. It five thirty, and she was supposed to meet Tristan and Jason at there dorm room, at six. Rory gulped down the rest of her coffee, grabbed her bag and headed for the door.


"Ok so I know I said that we should go to the park and watch the fireworks from there" Tristan was saying.

"Yes you did" Rory agreed.

"Well, some friends of Jason and I are having a party on the roof of their apartment building, nothing wild or anything."

"Oh, well..."

"The parks are always crowded with people anyway, lots of kids running around."

"If you want to go to the party we can."

"Ok, great."

"Oh by the way thanks for this" Rory said as she pulled Tristan's jersey from her bag, "I washed it."

"Oh thanks" he said taking it, "we should get going."


Rory was sitting with her legs stretched out in front of her in a dark corner of the roof of one of Jason's and Tristan's apartment building. She was enjoying the cool air against her skin, all the lights in front of her and the sounds of the party going on behind her. Tristan had been dragged off by one of his friends about 45 minutes ago throwing an apologetic look over his shoulder to her. It was almost nine o'clock, which meant the fireworks would be happening soon. Rory turned at a noise behind her and saw Tristan walking towards her; he smiled at her and sat down next to her. "I wondered where you'd got to."

"Well here I am."

"Yes I can see that."

They fell into a comfortable silence, broken only by the noises of the party continuing on behind them. Before Rory could even comprehend what was happening they were kissing, this kiss was different from last time, it was hungrier, Tristan was devouring her mouth and she was enjoying every second of it. Tristan's tongue was delving right to the recesses of her mouth, Rory was getting dragged under a spell that she couldn't control she tried to claw her way back out, but it was so hard and she eventually gave up and sank into the pleasure of Tristan's kisses, she pressed his face to hers, she didn't push him away when his mouth moved from her mouth to her neck, or when he moved to her collarbone or when he drew her earlobe into his mouth and nibbled on it, or when his hand moved up under the material of her shirt and started to rub the smooth skin of her stomach. Rory could vaguely hear the sounds of the fireworks over her head as Tristan's hands moved slowly upwards, no Rory didn't stop him from doing any of it. "Oh my god sorry!"

The sound of a voice had Rory stiffening in Tristan's arms. Tristan looked over at Jason, who had turned his back to them, "I'm so sorry, I didn't realize that you were..." he let his voice trail off.

Rory pushed Tristan from her, "Rory please..." Rory didn't let him respond, she was already pushing past Jason, through to the party. Jason turned to look at Tristan, "shit, shit, shit!"

"Man you blew it!"

"Shut the hell up!"


AN: Ok, so I know this took me a while to get out, but I've been really busy. I hope you all liked it, and please, please, please review at let me know what you thought. Thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. Now to everyone who has asked whether there is gonna be some ass whooping to come in this story let me assure you it is only a matter of time. Don't forget to review, lol.