A/N: I know this took forever, but even though I knew what I wanted to happen it just never came out right. I hope it isn't just a total failure and that you are able to enjoy.

Confrontation

"Yesterday was fun right?" Tristan asked me from across the lunch table. I looked up, and stopped poking what I assume was meant to be meatloaf.

"Yeah really fun." I tried to give a convincing smile. Tristan just sighed dejectedly and pushed his food away.

"What's wrong Rory?" I fainted surprise, I was a horrible actor.

"Not…." I couldn't even finish the word before he pounced.

"And don't say nothing or that you're sick because we both know that's a lie. Just tell me what's wrong I can't help if I don't know." I saw him look at me and I knew it was time to spill. I took in his sad face and felt guilty for putting him through this.

"Can we go for a walk?" I wish I had talked to him yesterday in private instead of waiting. I should have known he wouldn't just let me mope around without trying to figure out what was wrong. After disposing of our food, I led him to the courtyard.

"If I did something just tell me. I won't get mad or anything like that." He was making everything ten times worse by blaming himself.

"God no Tristan, it's not you and I know that sounds so cliché but it's true I've just been having issues." I hated how lame I sounded; I had become one of those dramatic girls I disliked.

"What do you mean issues? You've been acting weird and I know you try and act like everything is ok, but obviously it's not."

"I should have talked to you sooner; I just wanted to make sense of everything." I saw the bench and basically pushed him onto it. "Ok sit." I began pacing back in forth in front of him wondering how to word it all so that it actually made sense.

"I guess the first thing is Dean, well Paris." He looked as though he was about to say something but I quickly put my hand over his mouth. "Ok when I was mad about Paris I might have… given hope to Dean about having a relationship with him. Nothing happened except maybe a kiss or two on the cheek, like well ok there was a kiss before the Paris but that was totally all Dean not me anyways there was a kiss before Paris then after she got here I told him I would go out with him. But then you know after we cleared everything up I told him I was with you and that I like you and then he said some things about you leaving me and it spooked me because lets be honest Tristan you're the first guy I have actually had feelings for and your well I know the kind of reputation you have I don't mind but you have more experience than me. So what Dean said kind of made sense in a way, but yesterday I talked to my Mom and realized I was misplacing my feelings with what happened between my mom and dad for what we have and Tristan I really like what we have so I hope that you can forgive me for everything." I took a big breath of air as I finally finished my speech; I was starting to wonder why Tristan was so quiet when I realized my hand was still covering his mouth. "Oh! Sorry about that… too." My cheeks reddened.

"You were dating Dean?" Was apparently the only thing he got out of my whole rant. His face was incredulous.

"Well I mean yes and no. I mean I suppose there was intent but no dating was actually done besides a few conversations after school and maybe some hand holding." I was trying to be as honest as possible I wanted it all out in the open. I just wanted to deal with it and move on.

"He's the reason you've been weird this whole time since we've been an official couple?" He was angry now, even though his voice was even I could see it in his eyes.

"I guess, it was more about what he said than him." I pulled at my shirt becoming nervous about what looked like a ticking time bomb situation.

"Rory you were fine that day when I asked you to be my girlfriend it was the day after that things got weird, when did you break up with Dean?"

"It wasn't a break-up we weren't official or anything I just told him the day we made up that I was with you and that I was sorry for leading him on but there was no chance for me and him to be anything more than friends."

"You were still with him while I was asking you to be my girlfriend. Why didn't just tell me that day, I would have understood you were hurt I get that you wanted someone to comfort you but you just didn't want me to know about you and Dean." He was standing up now.

"I wasn't with him, not really! Tristan I wasn't trying to hide it, me acting weird has not been about Dean as a person or me having any feelings for him but about what Dean said. He said you would leave me and your so similar to what my dad was like, how could I not believe him."

"No Rory how could you believe him, I made it clear to you I wanted you, only you. If not why would I have bothered trying to fix things after Paris came back?" He had a point, girls at Chilton were more than friendly towards Tristan if he had wanted to he could have had any girl willingly while I was mad at him.

"I know I'm sorry I doubted you but you have to understand that it's not such a crazy thought Tristan, your reputation…"

"I thought you said it didn't matter what happened in the past."

"It doesn't' but…"

"But obviously it does." He caught me off guard; I was at a loss of words. I wanted to deny it but it was true his reputation, his past was what had me second-guessing my relationship with him. "Rory I can't do this, I can't be with you if you don't trust me."

"What are you saying?" I was at a loss I had been the one pushing him away all this time and now that I wanted to cling to him, he was the one pushing.

"I think we should break up, I don't want to but if you doubt me as a person this isn't a real relationship." He looked down at my fingers that couldn't stand still and were tugging at a button on my oxford shirt.

"So what your just going to prove Dean Right then, that's it were over."

"Don't; don't make him sound like the good guy!"

"I don't need to you just did." I started to walk away but he grabbed my elbow and made me face him.

"No Rory this wasn't my fault, I'm not the one that did something wrong, you don't get to walk away." With that said, he walked away from me. I stared at him before realizing that our argument had created a crowd. So I ran.

"Rory what's wrong?" I looked up; I was sitting at the bus stop within Stars Hallow. I had made it all the way here but lacked the nerve to actually go home. Not only had I caused a scene at school but I had also ended up ditching my last two classes of the day. I was a failure. As Luke looked down at me, I couldn't meet his eyes.

"Nothing." I didn't want anyone to find out; I wanted to forget about my horrible beginning within the Chilton walls.

"Then why are you here even though your school isn't out yet." I'm not sure why but just at the mention of the fact that school was still going on without me in attendance brought me to tears.

"I'm sorry, I don't know…" Anything. For all the book smarts I had, I was horrible at this relationship stuff.

"Come on lets get you some coffee." I allowed Luke to take my big yellow backpack from me and lead me towards his Diner.

"Better?" I played with the handle on my mug before nodding. "Want to tell me what happened?" I wanted to shake my head. Luke had been there for the years when my father wasn't telling him would be worse in some ways. Instead of answering, I held out my empty mug for a refill. "Nope, no more coffee until I know what's wrong?" I sighed dejectedly looking at my empty mug. The diner was empty for once it was after the lunch rush and before anyone would come in for dinner. I looked around seeing all the empty tables and realized how much of a difference people made.

"Tristan broke up with me." I blurt out as my eyes land back onto Luke and his red plaid shirt. I finally look into his eyes and see sympathy before anger.

"That Punk didn't deserve you Rory, you're so much better than him." His words just made me want to cry; of course, I could never be accused of being the problem even when I was.

"No Luke, he did the right thing for himself, I don't deserve him I… I'm such a horrible girlfriend."

"Rory you're not horrible…"

"But I am Luke, I lied to him, and I didn't trust him even though he never gave reason to doubt him. Why couldn't have I just realized that he really was just a great guy?" Luke couldn't answer and I felt horrible for putting him in this place, listening to me cry about Tristan even though I knew Luke himself wasn't very good at anything remotely emotional. "It's okay Luke you don't have to answer it really doesn't matter anymore Tristan doesn't want anything to do with me." I sat there for a while before I decided to go home; Luke was nice enough to give me a whole pie that I gorged on while I waited for my mother to come home.

"Honey?" My mother walked in the front door sooner than she should have.

"Here." I called from the sofa trying to sound somewhat normal. I tried wiping away the tearstains. She walked over and immediately sat down next to me and hugged me.

"It's okay honey I know Luke called, don't worry I'm here." I didn't cry anymore I was too exhausted. Instead, I let her hold me until I fell asleep.

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