Damn I meant for it to just be that one little scene, but this is it I
swear. I hope you guys weren't lying when you said it touched you. I
kinda saw the whole thing in my head, but I'm pretty positive it didn't
come across as strongly on paper (hmm the screen) as it did in my head, but
I'm hoping you guys were able to fill in the blanks. Okay so here's the
second and last part of the story.
Sent From Heaven
Lorelei~
Rory's been different for a while, I don't know when it happened exactly though. There were just small subtle changes that you wouldn't notice unless you were living with her. I figured it was just the whole teenage angst kind of thing, I tried talking about it with her and she always just looked at me if I was insane and said that she was fine and that it was all in my head. For a while I thought she was right, I mean we've always been open with each other, we've always been able to tell each other everything.
I know that I'm not insane now and I think I can pinpoint her change to an exact moment or at least an exact person…
We were watching Romeo and Juliet, the Leonardo DiCaprio version. We'd seen it a dozen of times before and we always sobbed like morons. Today was different though, every time I looked over at her, it looked like she was trying to hold in her tears, remain stoic. Then at the end, she declares that she hates this movie. It is now my turn to look at her if she's insane. So what if it's Romeo and Juliet for MTV, it's an amazing movie.
"She kills him" I hear my daughter exclaim
"What?" I shake my head "How else was she supposed to get her family to go away and him back, it wasn't her fault he didn't get the message."
"No" she almost screams at me "Didn't you watch the end? She watches him take the poison. She watches as he kills himself, one word, one sound, one movement and she could have saved him!"
"Ror, it's just a movie." I don't know what else to say, she's worked herself up to the point of tears.
"But she kills him, she loves him, but she watches as he's kills himself. You're not supposed to let them hurt….you're not supposed to hurt them." She runs out of the room as I scream her name after her. But I hear her door slam and lock. I know there's no point of banging on the door and demanding she talks to me.
It's all so clear suddenly the guy that she claimed to hate, she didn't, well she may of hated him, but only because she loved him and she didn't want to. Rory's always done everything to be this perfect kid and being in love with Tristan, who was a troublemaker, a player, and basically just a really troubled kid. It went against everything in Rory and I had been oblivious to all of it.
The question is now, what the hell do I do to fix it? Yea I know I should butt out of her life. The thing is though, she's afraid of this because of me. She tries so hard, to be the opposite of me, not that I can really blame her. She'll just suffer and live the rest of her life with the regret of never being with him, of letting him hurt because of her. She's my daughter and I can't let that happen.
A few days pass I know that Rory thinks I've forgotten about her outburst or at least moved past it and never put it together with Tristan. I've watched her go to school, study, and go out with Dean and Lane, all as if nothing's changed. She goes on with life as if her heart isn't broken, I may have been slow in realizing her problem, but know I think I understand it's depth and I will help her. I remember talking to my father one day about Dean, I was trying to convince him he wasn't such a bad guy and he mentioned Tristan, well he mentioned DuGrey. "What about Janlen's grandson?"
"Janlen?" I had asked totally confused
"Janlen DuGrey, his grandson goes to school with Rory, I met him at her birthday party, a very nice boy and his grandfather is a fine man."
"Oh you mean Tristan, yea I don't think Rory would like that very much and it doesn't change the fact that Dean is the one she wants…."
Our conversation had continued on for a while, and the time we talked about Tristan was so brief, I'd completely forgotten about it. Now though, it was the first step in saving my daughter from herself. I call my father and get his number, promising to explain it all later. I call and make an appointment, at first the secretary is going to deny me or at least not let me have one. Then I mention that it's regarding Tristan and her tone changes and says that she'll squeeze me in whenever I arrive.
I need no further prompting I'm just thankful I had gotten out of the inn early today. I'm on the road in a matter of minutes, there's not even time to stop for coffee and hassle Luke. I'm on a mission.
Janlen DuGrey's Office:
I find my way to his office and go straight to his secretary's desk. "Hi, I'm Lorelei Gilmore. I called just a little while ago."
She looks up at me "Well you certainly got here quickly, let me just tell him you're here."
She picks up the phone and tells him that I'm here, she then looks back at me and says "You can go straight in."
He stands as I enter the room and he comes to greet me. He's got that whole Sean Connery thing about him and I see where Tristan gets it from. "Edward's daughter right?" he says taking my hand.
"Yes" I say nodding, suddenly feeling kind of stupid and lost for words, which doesn't happen all to often.
"You said this was about Tristan, I know your daughter used to go to school with him."
"Uh yea…God now that's why I'm here…gee how do I say this?" I know I'm flustered and probably look like a moron.
"She's not pregnant or anything?" He says with a sudden look of fear
"Oh dear god no." It broke the ice enough for me to talk "But you have to get Tristan back here."
Now he just looks at me in shock "I miss my grandson, but he did something wrong and his father's punishment may seem extreme, but maybe it's what he needs."
"No see that's just the thing, I thought that too when Rory told me, but what I think he needs is her, just like she needs him."
He looks at me as if I'm insane, I know that came out of nowhere, but it was the truth "Excuse me?"
"You didn't go to the thing they did at the school did you?"
"I think you might have to be more specific."
I shake my head, hoping it'll pop back into place "Oh yea sorry. They had a project to do, they had to perform Romeo and Juliet, the fifth act. You know the death scene."
"Yes I am familiar with the play."
"Oh yea sorry"
"Stop apologizing, just tell me what happened." He says with a smile
"They moved everyone to tears, I mean the emotion coming from both of them… Everyone was crying or at least had their eyes glistening. Their teacher came up to me afterwards and said that it had to have been the most moving performance of Romeo and Juliet that she'd ever seen. Dear god and I completely missed what was going on."
"I don't remember Tristan ever mentioning going out with her and from the news your father has given me about her, she sounds like the kind of girl he'd tell me about. Way above all those irritating debutants."
"No they never did, in fact all I ever heard her do was complain about him, he teased her endlessly last year. Then he tried repeatedly to get her to go out with him, but she went back to her ex boyfriend at the very end of the school year."
He broke into my story "The very end of last year?" I nod "His last report card was amazing, all of his teachers talked about the change of quality in his work. Then the summer started and well let's not discuss everything he did, it could take quite sometime. The safe was the final straw. But that doesn't mean…"
I cut in "Yes it does, I've been noticing a change in my daughter, it was very gradual, but she changed and" I shake my head and goes straight into what had made me realize the truth "the movie Romeo and Juliet, the new one. Well we were watching it and at the end she goes into this tirade about how she killed him. I tried rationalizing it to her about how she only wanted them to be together and how it wasn't her fault that he didn't know she was faking it. But that wasn't what she was talking about in the movie Claire Danes is awake as Leo take the poison, that's what she was talking about. How she could have saved him so easily and then she screamed at me how you weren't supposed to let the person you love feel pain that you are supposed to do everything in you're power to stop it and above all you don't hurt them."
"She doesn't know much about love, hurting them is probably one of the most common actions." He says sitting down shaking his head
"Very true, only in theory it shouldn't happen." I follow his suit and sit down
"So what are we going to do?" he asks me
"Convince your son, to let Tristan come home."
"His school gets out soon, but William was planning on keeping him there. A summer session of sorts."
"You've got to convince him to give the poor kid just one more chance. If he's ever been in love he knows how it changes you."
"I'll do my best, but I'm not making any promises." He stands and I follow
"That's all I ask, thank you for your time." I say shaking his hand. With that I leave his office and hear "Janice, get my son on the phone" come across the intercom. I smile, I've done all I can, now I just hope my daughter will do the rest.
Two weeks later, Chilton:
Rory~
He was just standing there leaning on his car as I walked out of the building. At first I thought I was just dreaming. His eyes connected with mine and he stood straight and smiled, he started to walk towards me and I realized that I was just standing there like a moron. I walk towards him; I don't run. Why don't I run, I've missed him so much, but I'm still so afraid….
Finally we're face to face "Miss me?" he says tucking a stray hair behind my ear. Our eyes are completely linked and I see his whole face. He's grown more beautiful in the past six and a half months. His hair's been buzzed off though, so it's darker because it never has a chance to see the sun. Oddly enough without the framing of the blonde hair, his eyes stand out as being bluer than I'd ever realized.
I nod "I told you I would."
"I missed you too." He says touching my cheek "I missed you so much."
"So we both really missed each other," I say nodding my head and smile adding some nervous laughter in
"Yea we did," he nods now "it doesn't have to be like that anymore though."
I see fear in his eyes "How?"
"Ask me to stay?" he gives a small, sweet smile. I know how afraid he is, I'm just as afraid, but if he can make the leap so can I.
"Stay" I whisper, "Don't make me feel that way again."
"You mean that soul tearing, death would be better than this kind of pain?"
"Yea" I say nodding my head and smiling "That would be a pretty decent assessment of it."
"So you gonna cry if I kiss you?"
"Yea probably" definitely actually since the tears are already in my eyes, I hadn't really realized I wasn't looking him straight in the eyes anymore. He changes that as he lifts my chin up and I see tears glistening in his eyes too. I start to laugh, "You're a fine one to speak" With that he kisses me and it's as sweet and wonderful as the last three times and I can't wait till the day when our kisses no longer have number because they are too numerous.
I finally don't care that the whole school is standing around us watching; I don't care what they think anymore. I have something that very few of them will every have, a man that loves me more deeply and passionately than any fairy tale we'd ever been told.
Sent From Heaven
Lorelei~
Rory's been different for a while, I don't know when it happened exactly though. There were just small subtle changes that you wouldn't notice unless you were living with her. I figured it was just the whole teenage angst kind of thing, I tried talking about it with her and she always just looked at me if I was insane and said that she was fine and that it was all in my head. For a while I thought she was right, I mean we've always been open with each other, we've always been able to tell each other everything.
I know that I'm not insane now and I think I can pinpoint her change to an exact moment or at least an exact person…
We were watching Romeo and Juliet, the Leonardo DiCaprio version. We'd seen it a dozen of times before and we always sobbed like morons. Today was different though, every time I looked over at her, it looked like she was trying to hold in her tears, remain stoic. Then at the end, she declares that she hates this movie. It is now my turn to look at her if she's insane. So what if it's Romeo and Juliet for MTV, it's an amazing movie.
"She kills him" I hear my daughter exclaim
"What?" I shake my head "How else was she supposed to get her family to go away and him back, it wasn't her fault he didn't get the message."
"No" she almost screams at me "Didn't you watch the end? She watches him take the poison. She watches as he kills himself, one word, one sound, one movement and she could have saved him!"
"Ror, it's just a movie." I don't know what else to say, she's worked herself up to the point of tears.
"But she kills him, she loves him, but she watches as he's kills himself. You're not supposed to let them hurt….you're not supposed to hurt them." She runs out of the room as I scream her name after her. But I hear her door slam and lock. I know there's no point of banging on the door and demanding she talks to me.
It's all so clear suddenly the guy that she claimed to hate, she didn't, well she may of hated him, but only because she loved him and she didn't want to. Rory's always done everything to be this perfect kid and being in love with Tristan, who was a troublemaker, a player, and basically just a really troubled kid. It went against everything in Rory and I had been oblivious to all of it.
The question is now, what the hell do I do to fix it? Yea I know I should butt out of her life. The thing is though, she's afraid of this because of me. She tries so hard, to be the opposite of me, not that I can really blame her. She'll just suffer and live the rest of her life with the regret of never being with him, of letting him hurt because of her. She's my daughter and I can't let that happen.
A few days pass I know that Rory thinks I've forgotten about her outburst or at least moved past it and never put it together with Tristan. I've watched her go to school, study, and go out with Dean and Lane, all as if nothing's changed. She goes on with life as if her heart isn't broken, I may have been slow in realizing her problem, but know I think I understand it's depth and I will help her. I remember talking to my father one day about Dean, I was trying to convince him he wasn't such a bad guy and he mentioned Tristan, well he mentioned DuGrey. "What about Janlen's grandson?"
"Janlen?" I had asked totally confused
"Janlen DuGrey, his grandson goes to school with Rory, I met him at her birthday party, a very nice boy and his grandfather is a fine man."
"Oh you mean Tristan, yea I don't think Rory would like that very much and it doesn't change the fact that Dean is the one she wants…."
Our conversation had continued on for a while, and the time we talked about Tristan was so brief, I'd completely forgotten about it. Now though, it was the first step in saving my daughter from herself. I call my father and get his number, promising to explain it all later. I call and make an appointment, at first the secretary is going to deny me or at least not let me have one. Then I mention that it's regarding Tristan and her tone changes and says that she'll squeeze me in whenever I arrive.
I need no further prompting I'm just thankful I had gotten out of the inn early today. I'm on the road in a matter of minutes, there's not even time to stop for coffee and hassle Luke. I'm on a mission.
Janlen DuGrey's Office:
I find my way to his office and go straight to his secretary's desk. "Hi, I'm Lorelei Gilmore. I called just a little while ago."
She looks up at me "Well you certainly got here quickly, let me just tell him you're here."
She picks up the phone and tells him that I'm here, she then looks back at me and says "You can go straight in."
He stands as I enter the room and he comes to greet me. He's got that whole Sean Connery thing about him and I see where Tristan gets it from. "Edward's daughter right?" he says taking my hand.
"Yes" I say nodding, suddenly feeling kind of stupid and lost for words, which doesn't happen all to often.
"You said this was about Tristan, I know your daughter used to go to school with him."
"Uh yea…God now that's why I'm here…gee how do I say this?" I know I'm flustered and probably look like a moron.
"She's not pregnant or anything?" He says with a sudden look of fear
"Oh dear god no." It broke the ice enough for me to talk "But you have to get Tristan back here."
Now he just looks at me in shock "I miss my grandson, but he did something wrong and his father's punishment may seem extreme, but maybe it's what he needs."
"No see that's just the thing, I thought that too when Rory told me, but what I think he needs is her, just like she needs him."
He looks at me as if I'm insane, I know that came out of nowhere, but it was the truth "Excuse me?"
"You didn't go to the thing they did at the school did you?"
"I think you might have to be more specific."
I shake my head, hoping it'll pop back into place "Oh yea sorry. They had a project to do, they had to perform Romeo and Juliet, the fifth act. You know the death scene."
"Yes I am familiar with the play."
"Oh yea sorry"
"Stop apologizing, just tell me what happened." He says with a smile
"They moved everyone to tears, I mean the emotion coming from both of them… Everyone was crying or at least had their eyes glistening. Their teacher came up to me afterwards and said that it had to have been the most moving performance of Romeo and Juliet that she'd ever seen. Dear god and I completely missed what was going on."
"I don't remember Tristan ever mentioning going out with her and from the news your father has given me about her, she sounds like the kind of girl he'd tell me about. Way above all those irritating debutants."
"No they never did, in fact all I ever heard her do was complain about him, he teased her endlessly last year. Then he tried repeatedly to get her to go out with him, but she went back to her ex boyfriend at the very end of the school year."
He broke into my story "The very end of last year?" I nod "His last report card was amazing, all of his teachers talked about the change of quality in his work. Then the summer started and well let's not discuss everything he did, it could take quite sometime. The safe was the final straw. But that doesn't mean…"
I cut in "Yes it does, I've been noticing a change in my daughter, it was very gradual, but she changed and" I shake my head and goes straight into what had made me realize the truth "the movie Romeo and Juliet, the new one. Well we were watching it and at the end she goes into this tirade about how she killed him. I tried rationalizing it to her about how she only wanted them to be together and how it wasn't her fault that he didn't know she was faking it. But that wasn't what she was talking about in the movie Claire Danes is awake as Leo take the poison, that's what she was talking about. How she could have saved him so easily and then she screamed at me how you weren't supposed to let the person you love feel pain that you are supposed to do everything in you're power to stop it and above all you don't hurt them."
"She doesn't know much about love, hurting them is probably one of the most common actions." He says sitting down shaking his head
"Very true, only in theory it shouldn't happen." I follow his suit and sit down
"So what are we going to do?" he asks me
"Convince your son, to let Tristan come home."
"His school gets out soon, but William was planning on keeping him there. A summer session of sorts."
"You've got to convince him to give the poor kid just one more chance. If he's ever been in love he knows how it changes you."
"I'll do my best, but I'm not making any promises." He stands and I follow
"That's all I ask, thank you for your time." I say shaking his hand. With that I leave his office and hear "Janice, get my son on the phone" come across the intercom. I smile, I've done all I can, now I just hope my daughter will do the rest.
Two weeks later, Chilton:
Rory~
He was just standing there leaning on his car as I walked out of the building. At first I thought I was just dreaming. His eyes connected with mine and he stood straight and smiled, he started to walk towards me and I realized that I was just standing there like a moron. I walk towards him; I don't run. Why don't I run, I've missed him so much, but I'm still so afraid….
Finally we're face to face "Miss me?" he says tucking a stray hair behind my ear. Our eyes are completely linked and I see his whole face. He's grown more beautiful in the past six and a half months. His hair's been buzzed off though, so it's darker because it never has a chance to see the sun. Oddly enough without the framing of the blonde hair, his eyes stand out as being bluer than I'd ever realized.
I nod "I told you I would."
"I missed you too." He says touching my cheek "I missed you so much."
"So we both really missed each other," I say nodding my head and smile adding some nervous laughter in
"Yea we did," he nods now "it doesn't have to be like that anymore though."
I see fear in his eyes "How?"
"Ask me to stay?" he gives a small, sweet smile. I know how afraid he is, I'm just as afraid, but if he can make the leap so can I.
"Stay" I whisper, "Don't make me feel that way again."
"You mean that soul tearing, death would be better than this kind of pain?"
"Yea" I say nodding my head and smiling "That would be a pretty decent assessment of it."
"So you gonna cry if I kiss you?"
"Yea probably" definitely actually since the tears are already in my eyes, I hadn't really realized I wasn't looking him straight in the eyes anymore. He changes that as he lifts my chin up and I see tears glistening in his eyes too. I start to laugh, "You're a fine one to speak" With that he kisses me and it's as sweet and wonderful as the last three times and I can't wait till the day when our kisses no longer have number because they are too numerous.
I finally don't care that the whole school is standing around us watching; I don't care what they think anymore. I have something that very few of them will every have, a man that loves me more deeply and passionately than any fairy tale we'd ever been told.
