A/N: Happy Birhtday to me! Happy Birthday to mE! Happy birthday to
meeeeeee! Happy birthday to me!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay enough with that already.
:-)
"As you wish." the voice whispered.
Rory was scared now. Hearing voices definitely wasn't normal. She kept on walking and then paused. She wasn't sure where to head to next. She looked down and started walking. It seemed as though her feet knew where to go but her brain didn't. She just followed her heart, well followed her feet. She looked up and saw a bridge. She sat down on the edge and let her feet dangle over the water. She had a strange feeling of De Ja Vu. She sat there, trying to get these weird memories back in place.
An auction? A kiss? Someone getting pushed in the lake? These thoughts didn't make sense whatsoever, but they had to mean something.
She got up and starting walking home again.
"Rory is that you?" Lorelai called from her room. Rory walked up the stairs and saw her "mom" with tear stained eyes and looking through a book.
"Hey Rory." she said when she saw Rory standing in the doorway.
"It's Mary." Rory said through gritted teeth. When was this woman going to take a hint?
"Okay .... Mary.Um here. I found this book, I thought you might want to look at it."
"What type of book?" Rory asked stepping closer.
"A photo album."
Rory sat down on the edge of her bed and Lorelai handed the book to her.
"I'm heading over to Luke's. Richard's sleeping in the other room." Lorelai got up. Rory nodded and turned to the book. In a neat, tiny scrawl was written "Rory's book".
She opened the front cover. The first picture was of when Rory was a baby. She turned to the next page. It was filled with pictures of her early childhood. She turned to the next page. It was her early teens. From when she got braces, to when she first started dating Dean. Dean. She turned the page. The next page was a tribute to a tall dark haired boy. She noticed one was a school photo, so she peeled off the transparent covering and read the back.
"Rory, I will love you until the day I die.
Dean."
Rory looked back at the picture. The boy couldn't be more than sixteen at that time. Can you spell obsessive? All of a sudden she thought of cornstarch. Odd, she thought and just shook that out of her head and turned the page.
The next page was filled with pictures of a younger version of Tristan. There was one when he was leaning against his locker. There was another when he and Rory were sitting on a bench discussing something. She thought of the words that she heard when she was in Tristan's office.
"I hate him! I love you!" Rory didn't know what that had to do with that picture but she was almost sure that there was a connection.
The final picture on that page was tore in half. It was of Rory in a Juliet costume. Rory had another flashback.
"Mom made the dress."
"Not to mention the girl inside of it."
"Hello. Gross."
Rory smiled. Maybe her mother had a better relationship with her than she thought. She wondered why the picture was torn in half. She turned it over and there was nothing. She remembered Tristan saying something about Romeo and Juliet, but she couldn't remember right now.
The next page was filled with pictures of the other dark haired angry boy named "jess". There was one when he was sitting on the bridge reading "Oliver Twist". There was another of him in a sled. There was another of him in a cap and gown similar to the one in Luke's, except in this one he was older. It must've been his college graduation. She pulled out that picture and turned it over.
"Rory, I know our relationship took a weird turn after the kiss. I'm sorry for all of the trouble I caused. I'm giving you this picture as a reminder of how ironic things turned out. I guess I should've had you yell at me in a foreign language while driving past me. Well just remember, Life Sux. ~Jess"
Rory smiled. "Life sux"? This Jess must've been an interesting character. There was a picture of Rory and Lorelai in identical blue dresses. Rory was being drowned in memories.
"Sherri's pregnant!" Lorelai blurted out at the wedding reception.
"I guess things were too good to be true." Rory said softly.
Rory sighed. She knew that was her just talking, but she didn't know where it was coming from. Then she heard something else.
"What are you doing here?" a soft voice called.
"Hello to you too" A gruff voice answered.
"Is everything okay?"
"You look nice."
"Thank you. What are you doing here?"
"I moved back."
"But - what - why?"
"Just wanted to."
A kiss?
Rory skimmed through the rest of the album until she came upon a particular picture. It was of Tristan in pajama pants and a T-shirt holding a new born Richard. Father and son, she thought, a beautiful pair.
A/N: Review for more! It's just getting good.
"As you wish." the voice whispered.
Rory was scared now. Hearing voices definitely wasn't normal. She kept on walking and then paused. She wasn't sure where to head to next. She looked down and started walking. It seemed as though her feet knew where to go but her brain didn't. She just followed her heart, well followed her feet. She looked up and saw a bridge. She sat down on the edge and let her feet dangle over the water. She had a strange feeling of De Ja Vu. She sat there, trying to get these weird memories back in place.
An auction? A kiss? Someone getting pushed in the lake? These thoughts didn't make sense whatsoever, but they had to mean something.
She got up and starting walking home again.
"Rory is that you?" Lorelai called from her room. Rory walked up the stairs and saw her "mom" with tear stained eyes and looking through a book.
"Hey Rory." she said when she saw Rory standing in the doorway.
"It's Mary." Rory said through gritted teeth. When was this woman going to take a hint?
"Okay .... Mary.Um here. I found this book, I thought you might want to look at it."
"What type of book?" Rory asked stepping closer.
"A photo album."
Rory sat down on the edge of her bed and Lorelai handed the book to her.
"I'm heading over to Luke's. Richard's sleeping in the other room." Lorelai got up. Rory nodded and turned to the book. In a neat, tiny scrawl was written "Rory's book".
She opened the front cover. The first picture was of when Rory was a baby. She turned to the next page. It was filled with pictures of her early childhood. She turned to the next page. It was her early teens. From when she got braces, to when she first started dating Dean. Dean. She turned the page. The next page was a tribute to a tall dark haired boy. She noticed one was a school photo, so she peeled off the transparent covering and read the back.
"Rory, I will love you until the day I die.
Dean."
Rory looked back at the picture. The boy couldn't be more than sixteen at that time. Can you spell obsessive? All of a sudden she thought of cornstarch. Odd, she thought and just shook that out of her head and turned the page.
The next page was filled with pictures of a younger version of Tristan. There was one when he was leaning against his locker. There was another when he and Rory were sitting on a bench discussing something. She thought of the words that she heard when she was in Tristan's office.
"I hate him! I love you!" Rory didn't know what that had to do with that picture but she was almost sure that there was a connection.
The final picture on that page was tore in half. It was of Rory in a Juliet costume. Rory had another flashback.
"Mom made the dress."
"Not to mention the girl inside of it."
"Hello. Gross."
Rory smiled. Maybe her mother had a better relationship with her than she thought. She wondered why the picture was torn in half. She turned it over and there was nothing. She remembered Tristan saying something about Romeo and Juliet, but she couldn't remember right now.
The next page was filled with pictures of the other dark haired angry boy named "jess". There was one when he was sitting on the bridge reading "Oliver Twist". There was another of him in a sled. There was another of him in a cap and gown similar to the one in Luke's, except in this one he was older. It must've been his college graduation. She pulled out that picture and turned it over.
"Rory, I know our relationship took a weird turn after the kiss. I'm sorry for all of the trouble I caused. I'm giving you this picture as a reminder of how ironic things turned out. I guess I should've had you yell at me in a foreign language while driving past me. Well just remember, Life Sux. ~Jess"
Rory smiled. "Life sux"? This Jess must've been an interesting character. There was a picture of Rory and Lorelai in identical blue dresses. Rory was being drowned in memories.
"Sherri's pregnant!" Lorelai blurted out at the wedding reception.
"I guess things were too good to be true." Rory said softly.
Rory sighed. She knew that was her just talking, but she didn't know where it was coming from. Then she heard something else.
"What are you doing here?" a soft voice called.
"Hello to you too" A gruff voice answered.
"Is everything okay?"
"You look nice."
"Thank you. What are you doing here?"
"I moved back."
"But - what - why?"
"Just wanted to."
A kiss?
Rory skimmed through the rest of the album until she came upon a particular picture. It was of Tristan in pajama pants and a T-shirt holding a new born Richard. Father and son, she thought, a beautiful pair.
A/N: Review for more! It's just getting good.