Chapter 9 "What have I done?"
Tristan was sitting in his room, reading, his newest book. He had a hard time concentrating. So, he was, actually relived when someone knocked his door.
"Come in!" He yelled.
The man walked in, "Mr. DuGrey, there's a young lady downstairs looking for you. I would guess that it's pretty urgent."
"Thanks a lot, Christian, I'll go right down."
He didn't hurry, he knew that it only was Rachel, his date from earlier, asking him if they could meet again, or something. When he got to the end of the stairs, and saw a girl with coffee brown hair, instead of the blond one he had expected. He rushed over to her.
She noticed that he was there and he marked that she was crying.
"God, Rory, what happened?" He asked, concerned.
"I'm not *sob* aloud to *sob* be with you" She anxiously walked around the foyer.
He froze, "What?"
She collected herself, a little "I'm not aloud to be with you."
"Says who?"
"My grandmother, she's INSANE! She called you a thief and a felon and I just flipped!" She was all worked up, now. Tristan walked up to her he hugged her lightly, then he let go.
"So, I guess we wont be seeing each other around, then?" He said sadly.
Rory just stood there in shock.
"What?" He said, uncomfortable.
"You're fine with it?"
"With what?"
"You're fine with not being my friend?"
"Well, there's really nothing we can do about it, is there?"
Rory was mad at him now, "THAT is what I mean to you? You just give up? I thought we were friends!! BUT, since it doesn't seem to bother you, then why the hell should I care?" She walked out of there, slamming the door shut. Tristan just stood there feeling bad.
Rory entered the crap shack, to find that Lorelai wasn't home, yet. The decided to call Lane, since she had to complain to someone. That someone picked up at the third ring -
"Kim's antiques."
"Hi, Lane." She said, still crying.
"Rory, what's the matter?" Lane asked in concern.
Rory told the story. "I can't believe he didn't care! I was so sure he was in love with you!"
"What?" Rory asked, confused.
"Nothing."
"Okay, so, anyway. If he doesn't want to be my friend, then screw him!"
"What ever you say." Lane said.
"What?"
"Well, I just think you should work this out with him."
"Why?"
"Well, because he is one of the few friends you have right now and the ONLY friend you have at Chilton, so you might want to hold on to him?"
"You're right." She said and hung up.
Lane stared into the dead phone, she mumbled "And that's the thanks I get for it."
Rory walked in to Luke's and walked up to the counter. "Hey, Luke, where's Jess?"
"Upstairs, forced to do homework."
"Can I just go up and talk to him?"
Luke looked unsure of what to reply. "Well, there's no harm in trying." He stated after about 2 minutes.
Rory walked upstairs. Jess was lying on the bed, reading. "Hey." Rory said silently.
"What?" He said, looking straight into her eyes.
"Um, uh, I was - no I am- or was- no, am here to apologize. Apologize about ev-"
He interrupted her - "This better be good, Rory."
"I'm sorry Jess! I can't take anything back! You know that I would if I could!!!"
He ignored her and continued reading.
"Okay, ignore me. At least I apologized, now, you have no reason to hate me."
She turned and started walking out of there,
"Hey, Gilmore?"
"Yes, jess?" she replied, without turning around.
"I don't hate you." he stated.
"Good."
She walked out of there. Today; she had gained one friend, and lost another.
She walked home, she wasn't happy. She would've thought that this would make her VERY happy, but she wasn't happy, at all. She walked inside, she checked the voice mail.
The first one was from Lane; *BEEEEEP* "Hi Rory. Lorelai to, if you're there. Rory, why did you hang up on me? Please call me and give me all the updates!! ."
So was the second one; *BEEEEEP* "RORY! I told you to call me!!! I want to know what happened!!! HELLO? PICK UP RORY! DO IT! PICK THE PHONE UP RIGHT NOW LORE-" The message ended in the middle of the sentence.
The next one wasn't from Lane; *BEEEEEP* "Hey Rory, this is Tristan. I just wanted you to know that I didn't mean what I said. Of course I want to be your friend. You know that. I just hope you'll forgive me. Please call me back. (PAUSE) .if you feel like it, that is. "
She picked the phone right up and called Tristan,
"Rory?" He picked up at the first ring.
"Were you sitting by the phone?" She laughed.
"Maybe." He smirked.
"I forgive." She stated.
"I like the sound of that." He said gratefully.
"So, Monday?"
"Yeah."
"Right, bye, then."
"Yeah."
NOW, she was happy, she fell asleep with a smile on her face.
Lorelai entered the room 1 hour later, with a VERY sad look on her face. She sat down at the end of the bed. Looking at her daughter.
"Sweetie, what have I done?"
Tristan was sitting in his room, reading, his newest book. He had a hard time concentrating. So, he was, actually relived when someone knocked his door.
"Come in!" He yelled.
The man walked in, "Mr. DuGrey, there's a young lady downstairs looking for you. I would guess that it's pretty urgent."
"Thanks a lot, Christian, I'll go right down."
He didn't hurry, he knew that it only was Rachel, his date from earlier, asking him if they could meet again, or something. When he got to the end of the stairs, and saw a girl with coffee brown hair, instead of the blond one he had expected. He rushed over to her.
She noticed that he was there and he marked that she was crying.
"God, Rory, what happened?" He asked, concerned.
"I'm not *sob* aloud to *sob* be with you" She anxiously walked around the foyer.
He froze, "What?"
She collected herself, a little "I'm not aloud to be with you."
"Says who?"
"My grandmother, she's INSANE! She called you a thief and a felon and I just flipped!" She was all worked up, now. Tristan walked up to her he hugged her lightly, then he let go.
"So, I guess we wont be seeing each other around, then?" He said sadly.
Rory just stood there in shock.
"What?" He said, uncomfortable.
"You're fine with it?"
"With what?"
"You're fine with not being my friend?"
"Well, there's really nothing we can do about it, is there?"
Rory was mad at him now, "THAT is what I mean to you? You just give up? I thought we were friends!! BUT, since it doesn't seem to bother you, then why the hell should I care?" She walked out of there, slamming the door shut. Tristan just stood there feeling bad.
Rory entered the crap shack, to find that Lorelai wasn't home, yet. The decided to call Lane, since she had to complain to someone. That someone picked up at the third ring -
"Kim's antiques."
"Hi, Lane." She said, still crying.
"Rory, what's the matter?" Lane asked in concern.
Rory told the story. "I can't believe he didn't care! I was so sure he was in love with you!"
"What?" Rory asked, confused.
"Nothing."
"Okay, so, anyway. If he doesn't want to be my friend, then screw him!"
"What ever you say." Lane said.
"What?"
"Well, I just think you should work this out with him."
"Why?"
"Well, because he is one of the few friends you have right now and the ONLY friend you have at Chilton, so you might want to hold on to him?"
"You're right." She said and hung up.
Lane stared into the dead phone, she mumbled "And that's the thanks I get for it."
Rory walked in to Luke's and walked up to the counter. "Hey, Luke, where's Jess?"
"Upstairs, forced to do homework."
"Can I just go up and talk to him?"
Luke looked unsure of what to reply. "Well, there's no harm in trying." He stated after about 2 minutes.
Rory walked upstairs. Jess was lying on the bed, reading. "Hey." Rory said silently.
"What?" He said, looking straight into her eyes.
"Um, uh, I was - no I am- or was- no, am here to apologize. Apologize about ev-"
He interrupted her - "This better be good, Rory."
"I'm sorry Jess! I can't take anything back! You know that I would if I could!!!"
He ignored her and continued reading.
"Okay, ignore me. At least I apologized, now, you have no reason to hate me."
She turned and started walking out of there,
"Hey, Gilmore?"
"Yes, jess?" she replied, without turning around.
"I don't hate you." he stated.
"Good."
She walked out of there. Today; she had gained one friend, and lost another.
She walked home, she wasn't happy. She would've thought that this would make her VERY happy, but she wasn't happy, at all. She walked inside, she checked the voice mail.
The first one was from Lane; *BEEEEEP* "Hi Rory. Lorelai to, if you're there. Rory, why did you hang up on me? Please call me and give me all the updates!! ."
So was the second one; *BEEEEEP* "RORY! I told you to call me!!! I want to know what happened!!! HELLO? PICK UP RORY! DO IT! PICK THE PHONE UP RIGHT NOW LORE-" The message ended in the middle of the sentence.
The next one wasn't from Lane; *BEEEEEP* "Hey Rory, this is Tristan. I just wanted you to know that I didn't mean what I said. Of course I want to be your friend. You know that. I just hope you'll forgive me. Please call me back. (PAUSE) .if you feel like it, that is. "
She picked the phone right up and called Tristan,
"Rory?" He picked up at the first ring.
"Were you sitting by the phone?" She laughed.
"Maybe." He smirked.
"I forgive." She stated.
"I like the sound of that." He said gratefully.
"So, Monday?"
"Yeah."
"Right, bye, then."
"Yeah."
NOW, she was happy, she fell asleep with a smile on her face.
Lorelai entered the room 1 hour later, with a VERY sad look on her face. She sat down at the end of the bed. Looking at her daughter.
"Sweetie, what have I done?"