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A/N : Okay, this chapter is the pits. Im quite aware that Dean would never act like this (maybe?) or say the things he spits out, and Im sure that Rory would never react like she does, but hey, thats the whole point of fan fiction. To make our own scenario :) Anyways, this chapter wrote itself, all I did was put the pen to paper, so blame the pen if it sucks. :)
"Baby, Be Mine"
Chapter 13
"Well isn't this a pretty picture," Dean snarled, glaring at the two.
Rory, with Tristan's arm still snugly around her waist, met his gaze. "Dean..."
"I was right all along, wasn't I? You break up with me and run tino the arms of some rich pretty boy. I never would've pegged
you as such a coniving bitch."
"Hey, watch it," Tristan interrupted. For anyone, most of all Dean, to have the nerve to call Rory a bitch made his blood boil.
Dean rolled his eyes. "What are you going to do DuGrey, call daddy and have him send someone to come beat me up?"
Tristan's blue eyes darkened with anger. "I dont have to call my father, bag boy. I could take you with one arm tied behind my back."
Backing up a little, Dean motioned for him to come closer, a self assured smirk on his face. "Bring it on."
Taking one glanced at Rory, Tristan shook his head. "I dont have to prove anything to you. C'mon Ror," he said as he began to lead her away from the scene.
"All you richboys are is talk. You talk smack but never back it up with anything," Dean called after them.
Tristan turned around, a scowl set on his handsome face. "I told you, I dont have to prove myself to you."
"She'll just chew you up and spit you out, DuGrey. Shes incapable of loving anyone, just like her mother." Dean retorted, unknowingly stepping into dangerous waters.
Before Tristan - or Dean for that matter, knew what was happening, Rory had darted out of Tristan's grasp and had kicked Dean in the groin. "Don't you dare talk about my mother like that," she hollered, resulting in the nosy by nature townspeople gathering around them.
Dean, managing to stand back up, glowered at her, fury in his eyes. "You fucking slut," he seethed, pushing her back. "You two deserve each other."
Without thinking, Rory jumped on his back, plummeling him with her fists. Never in her life had she been so blinded by rage, had she felt the need to physically harm someone. "Take it back, TAKE.IT.BACK!," she was screaming as she felt a pair of strong arms pull her off of him, ending her assault.
Dean glared at them and lunged for her, but was held back by the tower of strength that was Luke. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" He demanded. "If I ever see you near her again, you filthy punk, so help me God, it'll be the lastt hing you ever do."
Dean turned his glare to Luke. "Why the hell are you protecting the little wench? What, you think that will get you into Lorelai's pants? Think again - " He was abruptly cut off by Luke's fist connecting with his face. He let go of Dean's colar and threw him to the ground. With one last disgusted look, he made his way through the murmuring crowd of onlookers to where Tristan was holding a shocked Rory.
"You okay, kid?" Luke asked.
Rory looked up at him with tears in her ey es, nodding mutely.
Luke glanced over at Tristan. "You get her into the diner and lock the door. I'll go get Lorelai."
Tristan nodded, and wrapping his arms protectively arond her, led Rory into the diner, making sure the door was locked behind them. When he turned back around, she had poured herself a cup of coffee and was sitting in the far corner. Sighing, he sat down across from her.
Rory hesitantly met his quesitoning eyes after she had sunk back whe he had tried to hug her. "He reminded me so much of ... him," she choked out.
It took Tristan a moment to realize who she was referring to, his heart cracking when he did. "Im sorry," he said sincerely.
"You must think im crazy, the way I reacted.. I just.. he made me so mad."
Tristan gave her a small smile. "We all go a little crazy sometimes, Ror."
"Im so scared,' Rory whispered, finding her way into his warm and welcoming arms, burying her head in the crook of his neck.
Kissing the top of her head reassuringly. "I thought you were over all this," he murmured.
Rory pulled away to look at his face. "When I'm with you, I am. With you I know you won't let anyone hurt me. But the nightmares still come every night.. its so hard. Sometimes I don't think I'm ever going to feel normal again." She revealed sadly.
Tristan pulled her closer. "I wish I could just take away all of your pain. Erase every bad memory you've ever had."
Stunned by this revalation, Rory felt her heart swell.Even with all the turmoil she was personally enduring, she had found the other half of her heart. Of this, she was certain."Thank you," Rory whispered, kissing him softly. It wwas interrupted however, by the entrance of Lorelai and Luke
"Are you okay?" Lorelai demanded, rushing over to her daughter, enveloping her in the biggest hug ever.
Rory nodded meekly. "I'm fine, Mom."
Lorelai gave her a concerned smile. "You sure? Ooh that kids lucky I wasn't there. I would've mauled him good."
Grinning, Rory gestured towards Luke. "I think Luke did a pretty good job of that himself."
And as if she were suddenly struck by an unkown bolt of knowledge, of understanding, Lorelai marched over to him and planted a kiss on his lips, whispering a thank you. Rory and Tristan just exchanged knowing smiles.
******
Short, yes. Stupid, probably. But as it was pointed out to me by an avid reader of this story (and a dear friend of mine *waves insanely at her*), I totally trailed off of what started this story, of the near-rape Rory went through. So I had to have something that reminded her of the guy who attacked her and reminded Tristan of her vulnerability. And I threw in a dash of L/L action as well :) Hope it didnt suck too much. And as usual, I appreciate any and all comments :)
*~* Shay *~*
Feedback : Yes, please
A/N : Okay, this chapter is the pits. Im quite aware that Dean would never act like this (maybe?) or say the things he spits out, and Im sure that Rory would never react like she does, but hey, thats the whole point of fan fiction. To make our own scenario :) Anyways, this chapter wrote itself, all I did was put the pen to paper, so blame the pen if it sucks. :)
Chapter 13
"Well isn't this a pretty picture," Dean snarled, glaring at the two.
Rory, with Tristan's arm still snugly around her waist, met his gaze. "Dean..."
"I was right all along, wasn't I? You break up with me and run tino the arms of some rich pretty boy. I never would've pegged
you as such a coniving bitch."
"Hey, watch it," Tristan interrupted. For anyone, most of all Dean, to have the nerve to call Rory a bitch made his blood boil.
Dean rolled his eyes. "What are you going to do DuGrey, call daddy and have him send someone to come beat me up?"
Tristan's blue eyes darkened with anger. "I dont have to call my father, bag boy. I could take you with one arm tied behind my back."
Backing up a little, Dean motioned for him to come closer, a self assured smirk on his face. "Bring it on."
Taking one glanced at Rory, Tristan shook his head. "I dont have to prove anything to you. C'mon Ror," he said as he began to lead her away from the scene.
"All you richboys are is talk. You talk smack but never back it up with anything," Dean called after them.
Tristan turned around, a scowl set on his handsome face. "I told you, I dont have to prove myself to you."
"She'll just chew you up and spit you out, DuGrey. Shes incapable of loving anyone, just like her mother." Dean retorted, unknowingly stepping into dangerous waters.
Before Tristan - or Dean for that matter, knew what was happening, Rory had darted out of Tristan's grasp and had kicked Dean in the groin. "Don't you dare talk about my mother like that," she hollered, resulting in the nosy by nature townspeople gathering around them.
Dean, managing to stand back up, glowered at her, fury in his eyes. "You fucking slut," he seethed, pushing her back. "You two deserve each other."
Without thinking, Rory jumped on his back, plummeling him with her fists. Never in her life had she been so blinded by rage, had she felt the need to physically harm someone. "Take it back, TAKE.IT.BACK!," she was screaming as she felt a pair of strong arms pull her off of him, ending her assault.
Dean glared at them and lunged for her, but was held back by the tower of strength that was Luke. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" He demanded. "If I ever see you near her again, you filthy punk, so help me God, it'll be the lastt hing you ever do."
Dean turned his glare to Luke. "Why the hell are you protecting the little wench? What, you think that will get you into Lorelai's pants? Think again - " He was abruptly cut off by Luke's fist connecting with his face. He let go of Dean's colar and threw him to the ground. With one last disgusted look, he made his way through the murmuring crowd of onlookers to where Tristan was holding a shocked Rory.
"You okay, kid?" Luke asked.
Rory looked up at him with tears in her ey es, nodding mutely.
Luke glanced over at Tristan. "You get her into the diner and lock the door. I'll go get Lorelai."
Tristan nodded, and wrapping his arms protectively arond her, led Rory into the diner, making sure the door was locked behind them. When he turned back around, she had poured herself a cup of coffee and was sitting in the far corner. Sighing, he sat down across from her.
Rory hesitantly met his quesitoning eyes after she had sunk back whe he had tried to hug her. "He reminded me so much of ... him," she choked out.
It took Tristan a moment to realize who she was referring to, his heart cracking when he did. "Im sorry," he said sincerely.
"You must think im crazy, the way I reacted.. I just.. he made me so mad."
Tristan gave her a small smile. "We all go a little crazy sometimes, Ror."
"Im so scared,' Rory whispered, finding her way into his warm and welcoming arms, burying her head in the crook of his neck.
Kissing the top of her head reassuringly. "I thought you were over all this," he murmured.
Rory pulled away to look at his face. "When I'm with you, I am. With you I know you won't let anyone hurt me. But the nightmares still come every night.. its so hard. Sometimes I don't think I'm ever going to feel normal again." She revealed sadly.
Tristan pulled her closer. "I wish I could just take away all of your pain. Erase every bad memory you've ever had."
Stunned by this revalation, Rory felt her heart swell.Even with all the turmoil she was personally enduring, she had found the other half of her heart. Of this, she was certain."Thank you," Rory whispered, kissing him softly. It wwas interrupted however, by the entrance of Lorelai and Luke
"Are you okay?" Lorelai demanded, rushing over to her daughter, enveloping her in the biggest hug ever.
Rory nodded meekly. "I'm fine, Mom."
Lorelai gave her a concerned smile. "You sure? Ooh that kids lucky I wasn't there. I would've mauled him good."
Grinning, Rory gestured towards Luke. "I think Luke did a pretty good job of that himself."
And as if she were suddenly struck by an unkown bolt of knowledge, of understanding, Lorelai marched over to him and planted a kiss on his lips, whispering a thank you. Rory and Tristan just exchanged knowing smiles.
******
Short, yes. Stupid, probably. But as it was pointed out to me by an avid reader of this story (and a dear friend of mine *waves insanely at her*), I totally trailed off of what started this story, of the near-rape Rory went through. So I had to have something that reminded her of the guy who attacked her and reminded Tristan of her vulnerability. And I threw in a dash of L/L action as well :) Hope it didnt suck too much. And as usual, I appreciate any and all comments :)
*~* Shay *~*