Laws Of The Less Traveled Road
I own Austin, Kyle, Evan, Shayna, and Nick. Gilmore Girls is not mine.
Pairing: Trory?
I hope you enjoy :)
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"Ready for our big smooch?" Tristan grinned, puckering his lips together. She made a kissy noise in return. "I'm especially excited for you to lie on top of me."
"I changed my mind. I'm terribly sick, I need a fill in!" Rory said, fake coughing.
"No fill ins!" Shayna said, also grinning. Rory rolled her eyes. They watched from the side curtain as the lights faded in the theater. Rory took a deep breath.
"Good luck, Shayna!" Rory whispered to her. Shayna smiled.
"You too. Break a leg!" She walked on stage to begin the prologue.
"Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean…"
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"…Haply some poison yet doth hang on them,
To make die with a restorative." Rory took a deep breath and bent down to Tristan, kissing him deeply while he was pretending to be dead.
"Thy lips are warm." She touched her own lips.
"Lead, boy: which way?" Called a voice, offstage.
"Yea, noise? then I'll be brief. O happy dagger!" She took the sword from Tristan's side and held it in her hand. "This is thy sheath;" she whispered, looking it over carefully before thrusting it towards her body. "There rust, and let me die." She choked out before she let herself collapse on top of Tristan.
"I like this position, Gilmore." Tristan murmured. As non-discreet as she could, she poked him in the side. They remained perfectly still until the end. It was closing night, and it was a bit bittersweet. Especially now that she had extra time and didn't have a boyfriend to fill in. Not that she wanted one. She was still reeling from the whole Jeremy fiasco. She made her way out into the crowd and saw her mom jumping up and down next to Nick, grinning from ear to ear.
"My baby, that was so good!" Lorelai squealed and wrapped Rory in a tight hug. When her mom released her, Nick took his mom's place and hugged her as well.
"Thanks for coming." Rory said, shyly.
"Please, and miss you kissing that?" Lorelai nodded towards Tristan, who was surrounded by girls. Rory blushed.
"Are you ready to go home, kiddo?" Lorelai asked.
"Oh, umm…there's a cast party at Shayna's house. I'll sleepover and then I'll be home in the morning?" Lorelai nodded and hugged Rory once more.
"Have fun!"
"Bye Rory!" Nick waved and turned. Rory sighed and turned towards the crowd, many people coming up to her and giving her high praises and compliments. One woman commented on how lucky she was to kiss Tristan. Rory smiled and nodded.
"Hey, Rory! Excellent job!" Shayna said as she stopped in front of her.
"Thanks, you too!" They hugged.
"Do you need a ride to my house?"
"Yea, that would be great."
"Sure, just give me like 5 minutes. I have to find the rest of the cast and make sure they have directions or travel arrangements. Wait here." Rory nodded and stood still.
Thirty minutes later and they arrived at Shayna's house. Rory's eyes enlarged at the site. It was really a mansion.
"This place is huge." Rory said. Shayna rolled her eyes.
"I know, it's horrible. There are 7 bedrooms, 5 ½ baths, and there's a pool house out back with more of both. Obnoxious, huh?" Rory gave a slight nod of her head and followed her to the door where a few other cast members were already waiting. Her parents were already home and had set up all of the food and drinks.
Soon the party was underway and loud chatter was overheard throughout the house. Some people even ventured into the pool, even though it was cold outside. Rory was in the middle of a conversation with Tristan, Austin, and Eve, another cast member, when her phone rang. Noticing her face, Tristan furrowed his eyebrows.
"Who is it?"
"I don't know…it's a Massachusetts number." Rory excused herself and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Rory." She froze when she heard the voice. She opened her mouth a few times, but nothing came out.
"Aren't you going to say hi back?" She kept breathing, trying to sort this out in her head.
"How are you calling me, Jeremy?"
"From a phone."
"In jail?"
He laughed. "Yes, we have phones here." He paused. "I just wanted to make sure you hadn't moved on."
"Moved on?"
"Yes, with Tristan. That little fucker." His voice sounded malicious.
"No I'm not with him."
"Good, because you're mine and I'm going to claim what's mine when I get out of this hell hole."
"Jeremy, it's over. I'm not going to wait for you to get out of jail and I'm not going to date a murderer."
"You should heed my advice. Rebecca wanted to move on and look at her now. Six feet under with my initials carved into her. Mine forever."
Chills ran through her body.
"What do you want from me?" She said through clenched teeth.
"For you to love me for forever." He said it so nonchalantly, Rory wasn't sure she was still talking to Jeremy.
"How could I love you when you murdered someone?"
"Because I'm the only one who will ever love you. Simple. You're worthless." Her stomach fell. Tears spilled from her eyes. Even in jail he was manipulating her. She thanked whatever gods there were when she heard footsteps behind her. When she saw it was Tristan, she thanked those gods even more.
"Why are you doing this?" She whispered into her phone. Tristan realized who was on the phone and his eyes widened.
"Because I can. Because you've always wanted to please me, and this is no different." She gasped for air. She heard background noise through the phone.
"Go to hell! I hate you and I will never be yours again." Tristan promptly took the phone away from her.
"Listen, you piece of shit. Rory is one of the most amazing girls I've ever met. If you ever threaten her again—no, if you ever contact or talk to her again you will never see the outside again. You hear me?"
Jeremy wasn't prepared to hear Tristan's seething voice. He tried to recover quickly. "So now she's got you to do her dirty work?" Jeremy chuckled.
"No, she has someone who cares enough about her to not let her deal with fucking douche bags like you. Enjoy prison, shit bag." He ended the call and handed it back to Rory.
"You need to get a restraining order against him." Was all he said before he walked away. He walked up the stairs before she started after him.
"Tristan, wait!" He didn't stop. "Tristan! Where are you going?" She tried to get in front of him, but he didn't stop walking. He went into a guest bedroom and sat on the bed. She bit her lip and closed the door behind her before sitting on the bed next to him.
"I don't know why you're so mad at me." The defeat in her voice made him look up. Her make up from the play was running down her cheeks. He found a tissue box on the nightstand and handed her a few.
"I'm not mad at you. I just feel lost. I have so little control when it comes to you. Jeremy calling you scared the shit out of me."
"You have a lot more than you think." She said quietly. "I wouldn't have gone to the police if you weren't there with me."
"These last, what, six months have turned my life around. You have never left my head and I always think about you. I don't know what it is, but I just feel so damn protective of you and I shouldn't feel that way because you're not even mine." He calmed down.
"I could be."
He looked at her dubiously. "You just broke up with a murderer. You're not ready to date anyone else yet."
"Don't be so presumptuous. If it weren't for Jeremy, you would have been the one I wanted." He looked into her eyes and only saw raw emotion. She was scared. He could tell.
"I can't help you heal. I don't know how to help you get through this."
She took his hand in hers. "That's okay," she whispered. "I've realized these past few weeks how much you mean to me. Just having you in my life is enough, Tristan." His eyes closed and he shook his head.
"Are you sure I'm enough?"
She smiled. "Are you sure I'm enough?" She retorted.
A smile crossed his moistened lips. "What a stupid thing to ask." He pulled her head towards his and crushed his lips against hers. Immediate butterflies erupted inside her stomach and she turned her body to be closer to him. He ran his hand down her back. She pulled herself closer against him, sighing into his mouth.
He shifted her so he was hovering on top of her in the bed. He broke the kiss and looked down at her. Her face was slightly flushed. "Worthless? No. Worth everything. Simple."
"You heard him?"
He nodded. "Kiss me, Tristan." He let out a soft moan and brought his head back down to hers.
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Days passed. Weeks passed. Rory and Tristan became a couple officially. Then months passed. Jeremy was convicted of first-degree murder and was sentenced for life in prison. Rory was granted her restraining order against Jeremy. Shayna and Kyle decided to give dating a try.
A year passed. Colleges were applied to. They were rejected and they were accepted. Tristan applied early decision to Yale and was accepted. Nick decided on Cornell. Austin decided on Oberlin for the acting conservatory. Shayna and Kyle chose Dartmouth. Evan decided college wasn't for him yet and was taking a gap year to travel the world with his brother. Rory, whose dream was always Harvard, decided Boston wasn't somewhere she could be anymore and chose Yale instead. Tristan being there was a bit of a factor too.
Then high school graduation happened. At the graduation parties, they sang "Graduation" by Vitamin C. Tears were shed, but mostly happiness was shared. They were about to embark on a new adventure. Separately, but at the same time they would always be together. They even had tattoos to symbolize their connection.
A year into Rory and Tristan's time at Yale, they decided they were it for each other. Five years later, they got married. Seven years later, Rory didn't feel so well.
"Tristan!" Rory called through the house. She knew he hadn't left for work yet. She heard him in the kitchen and went to join him. She grinned and kissed him.
"Good morning!"
"You are very cheery this morning. Did you drink coffee before I woke up or something?" He teased her. She shook her head and held out her hand.
"What's this?" He picked up the skinny pen like object.
Her eyes were sparkling. "I'm pregnant." He pulled her close into a hug.
"Now that is the best news I've ever heard." He pulled back to give her a deep kiss, the same sparkle now adorning his eyes as well.
A/N: Weeee! OK, one more chapter. But that'll mostly be fluffy and a wrap up chapter. Ok, now's the time to tell me if I need to write anything else in this story! Thank you all for sticking with me for the last 7 years? Eek. Love you all!