Daddy's Little Girl
By Amelia DuGrey
Chapter 3 - It's A Screwed Up Life For Me
It worked (duh). It took about five minutes, and when Sean was finally finished with my neck....
I don't think that in the 16 years I have known Tristan, I have EVER seen him that shocked.... it was.... fun.
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"Rory, are you done now?"
"Yeah, sorry Tristan... one second."
I quickly turned to Sean and told him to be a good boy and go find Louise and Micheal so we could head home... and then focused on Tristan again.
"You were saying....."
"I asked if Alexandra had started planning your deb yet."
"And then I freaked."
"Yeah"
"K, sorry... yeah, she has.... The gardeners hate us right now because she has them installing a freaking forest in the backyard. Ponds, light-up trees, fountains, the whole enchilada." I said sarcastically.
"Sounds like fun."
"It is... she's taking me to the dressmaker this weekend, I couldn't talk my way out of it."
"I guess not. So, is Sean going to be your escort, or do you still need one?" Tristan asked.
"I wanted Sean to be, but Alex didn't approve, so I still need one."
"Well, if your desperate, let me know. I had to do something like 6 this month alone, so I'm pretty good at it," he offered.
"I'll keep that in mind.... there's a sight I'd love to see.... you in tails," I snickered.
"Well, keep hoping."
Just as the conversation was starting to become interesting, up came Louise and the guys.
"Ror, are ya ready to go home yet."
"Yeah, let's go. Bye Tristan, see you Saturday."
"Saturday?"
"Yeah, remember, your family is coming over for dinner."
"Oh, yeah. Bye."
*~*~*~*~*
The drive home was silent, except for Louise's constant moaning (she was drunk) and the guy's occasional mindless chatter about a cool car they had seen.
They finally dropped me off, and I realized that the lights in the foyer were on... that meant two things: one, my dad was home, and two, he and Alex were waiting up for me. Bad news. I faced the inevitable and walked up the path to the front door. Before I could get my keys out, there was my dad, opening up the door, looking pissed, drunk, and tired. Really bad news.
"Where have you been all night Lorelai?"
"Out. It's not like you care Christopher. You never have."
"That's not true.... Go to your room, your grounded. One month." He ordered, and then promptly stormed off.
"What? Alex, please!" I pleaded.
"Rory, I'm sorry. Go upstairs, I'll talk to him, but for now, be good. The DuGreys are coming for dinner tomorrow, well, actually today since it's 2 am, be good, since your dad needs this merger to go through, and maybe it can be shortened. I'll see you in the morning."
"Night Alex." As I walked past her up the stairs, I gave her a hug and whispered 'thank you' in her ear.