Gilmore's Trouble & Love

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Pairing: Total Trory
Author: AngelGirl15
AN:
THis story could end up seeming to be like a couple of different stories but I also wrote this one sort of at different times but I've tried to bring it all together succesfully....if there are any obvious things that don't make sense plz say that in the reviews and ill go and fix the mistakes.

Part 10: Confrontations & Deals

"RORY!" I heard my mom yell, and I ended up falling off of my bed. It took me a minute to realize where I was.

"WHAT THE HELL!" I yelled out.

My mom appeared at the entrance to the bathroom looking frazzled.

"Get up and get ready. We have to go now."

"Go where?"

"Your grandparents just called...we have to get to a brunch now."

"Since when do you obey them?"

"Since they paid for this trip! It's just going to be us family, so hurry up and get ready. You have 30 minutes."

I stood up and ran around throwing on a pair of comfy khaki-coloured capri's paired with a black and red swirled t-shirt. I left my hair down, and put on my usual minimul makeup.

"Let's go mini-me!" my mom said and I followed her out to the hallway.

"Are Luke and Jess coming?"

"No. Oh, remember Christmas Eve we are doing dinner in our room & the next morning we are opening gifts up in Luke's room okay?"

"Fine by me. I can't believe we are spending Christmas somewhere where there is no snow at all."

"I know, it's weird."

I knocked on my grandparents room and they came out, looking perfect as usual.

"On time for once, very nice ladies" my grandmother smirked.

"We're getting better and better" my mom joked.

"Where are we having brunch?"

"On the 8th floor. There is a nice, quaint place for brunch."

"Is the food like last nights?" my mom asked, scrunching her face up, as we started walking down the stairs rather then taking the elevator.

"No it's like a normal restaurant that you are used to. And what was wrong with last nights dinner?" my grandmother asked.

"Nothing, except too small, too rich and too weird."

"So Rory, what did you and Jess do last night?" my grandfather asked as we reached the 8th floor and were heading to the restaurant.

"We went to the welcome to the ship thing and then just played cards in his room."

"I like him more than Dean" my grandfather put in.

My mom gave him a quick glare, but I just let the comment slide. I didn't tell anyone about seeing Tristan and him blowing me off again. Jess had dropped the subject after he had come back.

"Rory?" my mom asked, shaking me slightly.

"Sorry," I said, snapping out of it and followed them into the restaurant and to a table. I sat across from my mom, with my grandma on my left and my grandfather on my right. The waiter came and took our drink orders.

"Can I get the buffet?" I asked.

"Yes that's fine dear" my grandmother said. I stood up and headed over to the buffet tables were set up. I grabbed a plate and started to load on the food.

I started to walk towards the table when I bumped into someone.

"Sorry..."I muttered, trying to stable my plate. Only a few pieces of bacon fell. I looked up and was looking at Tristan.

"It was my fault" he said, turning back around.

"Tristan?" I asked tentavily. He turned back around and looked down on me.

"Why won't you talk to me?"

"Rory I..."

"Do not tell me its nothing. Thats a lie. Now if we hadn't said good-bye before you left, maybe I would have moved on but something changed in those few minutes. I just want to talk. If you actually are willing to talk, meet me on the 9th floor deck in an hour" I said, walking right past him.

I couldn't turn around and see the rejection in his face. I was hoping he would come but somewhere, deep down, I didn't think he was going to.

~*~*~55 Minutes Later~*~*~

I had left the brunch, along with my mom. I told her I wanted to go for a walk, and headed out to the deck. I sat down on a lounge chair, and just watched the people playing tennis. It was only 3 days till Christmas, but with the weather it seemed to be summer time. The sky was a gorgeous blue, with just wisps of white clouds scattered around. All the deck's looked the same, with minor changes. People were milling around the deck, some in love, some in groups of friends. I hugged my knee's closer to my body, and just stared around. I checked my watch, and it was an hour after. There was no sign of Tristan. I just sighed and continued to stare around. I wanted to go and get Jess to explore some more, but then I'd have to get up. Plus it was just before 11, and he was probably still sleeping. That boy is dead to the world till at least noon, but then again, Luke would always let me in and give him a little wake up call.

I stood up and bent over to stretch my legs a bit and started to head back to the room.

"Rory" I heard from behind me. I turned around and saw Tristan standing there, wearing a pair of jean shorts and a pale blue t-shirt. He had his hands stuffed into his pockets. He just looked almost right through me.

"You came" I said simply.

"So you wanted to talk?" he asked simply.

"What exactly did I do to you to make you be so cold as ice towards me?" I asked stepping towards him.

"You really don't know why?"

"No I don't. After the party I know I could have said or done something to you but when school started you were so different..."

"People do change."

"Ususally not that much."

"Do you remember the last time I saw you at the end of school?"

I racked my brain and remembered the day Dean had come to school and Tristan had taken my books.

"The PJ Harvey thing?"

"No. Do you remember what you said when you and bag boy got back together?"

My mind went blank and I shrugged. I looked up at him, dead in the eye and I could see a bit of hurt.

"You said you hated me. Right there, and you yelled it so the whole courtyard heard."

I put my head in my hands trying to remember.

"I'm so sorry! I barely remember saying that. I didn't hate you."

"After that, I just didn't want to be around someone that hated me. That's why I was so cold towards you. That night at the party, I felt pity for you, and helped you."

"I can't believe thats why. Tristan, I don't hate you. Besides the beginning of last year, I never hated you. After the kiss, I just felt like I wanted you as a friend but then you pushed it. Then you went cold. After the party, I wanted to talk to you, but you ignored me. Then that good-bye...I don't know I just felt like I was missing something."

Tristan just stood there.

"Aren't you going to say anything?"

"What am I supposed to say?"

"I don't know..." I stuttered out. We were both silent for a minute or so, but then again a second seemed to last forever.

"Can't we just start over? I really want to be friends" I asked.

"Do you really think we can just forget everything?"

"No but we don't have to focus on it. Plus we are on a cruise with a limited amount of people. So far I only have Jess to hang around with. Why don't you hang out with us tonight, and lets just see what happens."

He looked off into space and agreed.

"Why do I feel like this is a chore to you? If you don't want to then don't. I'm trying to be nice here, but if you just want to forget about me then do it."

He walked the few steps in between us and grabbed my hands.

"This is not a chore to me. THis is just...not what I expected from you, from this trip. Rory, you don't even know how much I liked you last year. Then the hated thing, and the party thing. It's just hard to not remember it."

"And the kiss thing..."I whispered.

"And that. Look I'm in 901, call me later. I promised my parents I'd watch my little sister" he said.

"Okay" I said, pulling his hands around me and giving him a quick hug. We split apart quickly and he headed back towards the rooms.

(an: sorry if this was sappy...I didn't want or mean for it to be but i was having trouble on how to do the confrontation so its this way. call it a weak spot in the story!!!)

I walked around a little before heading back to the room. I slid the card in the slot and was immediatly met by my high-strung mother.

"Okay it's decided, we are going to the spa. Now!" she said.

"What?"

"I already booked us in for facials, manicures & pedicures, and massages in....10 minutes."

"Fine by me. What is the cause of this?"

"I need to relax and escape for awhile."

"What did you do?"

"Nothing" she said weakly.

"Mom..."

"Fine, fine. I sorta had an arguement with Luke."

"About...."

"Us."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

~*~*In the midst of treatments~*~*~

"So you saw Tristan last night?"

"Yep. He was one of the late-comers."

"Oh that boy that kept staring at you. Was that who Jess refers to as staring-boy?"

"Yeah."

"Not a very original nickname but it will do."

"Anyways, things are sortof worked out for us now. I hope."

"And why did you go through all that trouble for the guy you HATED at the start of Chilton?"

"Because you remember the party? And then when he left, things were different."

"You sound so love sick.'

"I'm not!" I spat out, quite loudly.

"Sure."

"Mother. We are hanging out tonight along with Jess probably. I haven't seen him since like October. Plus I just want us to be friends. I feel bad for saying I hated him."

"Since you didn't."

"Not when I said I did. I hated him before that when the whole beginning of hte year thing. Then after the kiss...."

"THE KISS???????" my mother screamed out. (AN: remember Romeo & Juliet never happened so ROry never told her mom about the kiss b/c if i remember right she told her in ep 209 but anyways for this stories purposes she didn't know)

"After Dean broke up with me. At Madeleine's party. I came home crying."

"What?!? How did this manage to escape me? I know everything!!!"

"Well that wasn't exactly the top thing on my list that day to tell you since I had finally decided to wallow. "

"I can't believe you didn't tell me that!!! That is so important!!! Kissed any other boys I should know about?"

I just laughed as my mom went on and on and on.