"Dugrey,"

Tristan tightened his grips on the steering wheel

"What do you want Gellar? Why don't you just leave me alone?" he clenched his teeth together

"what I want is an explanation and I will leave you alone when I get what I want," she said, getting into the car, "and this, I'm not leaving until I get it too,"

Tristan groaned and rubbed his forehead with frustration

"what's wrong Tristan?"

"Paris, I don't want to talk about it,"

"well I'm sorry because like I said, I'm not leaving until I get what I want and I'm tired of you being an asshole,"

"mind your own business," he glared

"oh yeah, this is my business too,"

"arg Paris!"

Paris smirked, she knew she was wearing him down, "so tell me Dugrey, what happened between you and Rory?"

"nothing," he mumbled

"did I hear nothing? Ha! That won't explain why you immediately walked away from her earlier, now I need a real explanation…and however I also need an explanation why she left Chilton," Paris said and mumbled the last part

Tristan shut his eyes closed and leaned his forehead on the steering wheel

"I don't want to think about it,"

"obviously you're thinking about it," she said

Tristan growled, "damn it Paris!"

"You miss her,"

Tristan's face relaxed, Paris smiled, "Tristan…I'm only here to help…and I want to know and be here because Rory is also my friend," she said with concern

"Paris…please, I don't want to talk about it either and please…can you leave me alone?"

Paris saw the sadness in Tristan eyes. She sighed and got out of his car and when she was out of his car, he drove off.

Paris shrugged and went to her car and drove off to the Hartford Mall.

"Whoops! I'm sorry miss," a boy apologized when he accidentally bumped into Paris. Paris shrugged and looked up at the boy, she only frowned and the boy frowned back at her

"I know you,"

"really?" he asked

"Jess right?"

"right…and you…wait…Paris?"

Paris grinned, "yep,"

Jess grinned, "nice to see you again Miss Gellar, how have you been?"

"I'm good, it's nice to see you too, and so what are you doing here in Hartford? I thought you're in New York,"

"well, I just wanted to check the books here, and I came back to Stars Hollow to stay because my mom is gone insane," Jess rolled his eyes

Paris chuckled softly, "I see, so how's Rory doing? I mean I'm totally clueless about that girl right now,"

"Rory's doing…fine, what do you mean by clueless? You mean you don't know anything about what?"

Paris nodded, "yeah, like why did she quit Chilton, is there a reason?"

Jess looked down on the floor and then looked up at her

"how about we go and sit somewhere where we can talk?" he asked

"oh well, sure," Paris shrugged and they both went to Starbucks, ordered coffee and took a seat at the corner

"so?"

"so what?"

"I mean I'm wondering if you know why because I know you're close to Rory, I want to know and I'm hoping that you know because I think it has to do with Tristan," Paris sighed as she sipped her coffee

Jess let out a long sigh, "no, it has nothing to do with Tristan but I think it affected him,"

Paris frowned, "why? And what would affect him?"

"do you really want to know Par? I mean…I thought that she should be the one to tell you…"

"I'm tired of waiting so I would like you to tell me whether it's good or bad," she said

"oh well…then alright…"

"okay, so what?"

"Rory is sick,"

Paris rolled her eyes, "she's been getting sick a lot,"

Jess shook his head, "no, Rory is sick, she was diagnosed with leukemia and that's why she quit school knowing that she's not going to make it. And I think when she told Tristan about it when they were in Fez…maybe something happened…"

Paris sat there, silent

"Paris?"

"what? Come again?"

"which one?"

"why she quit school…"

"diagnosed with leukemia,"

Paris sunk into her seat, "man…" she shook her head with dismay

"you asked for it," Jess said sadly

"so she was sick for so long? I remember her being so moody and cranky and it makes sense why she's absent a lot and gets tired so fast…man…and I even remember the first day of school…"

"Paris, calm down…" Jess told her

Paris sighed and drank her coffee, "oh my gosh Jess…this is so unbelievable…"

"it was, at first," he said

"wait…did you say Fez?"

Jess slightly nodded his head, "why?"

"and Tristan was in Fez too?"

"Rory said so,"

Paris' eyes widened, "idiot,"

"excuse me,"

"Tristan is being an idiot, right now,"

Jess frowned, "how so? I haven't met that guy yet,"

"now I know why Tristan is being an asshole…"

"care to explain to me? I feel like I missed out a lot of things…"

"it's like this…" then Paris told Jess everything about Rory and Tristan including the first time they met and the banters they had, Jess was amazed from what he heard from Paris.

Saturday morning

"How are you holding up Tristan?" Tristan looked up and finds Paris again

Paris smiled, "I'm too much am I?"

"yes…you really don't get lost," Tristan groaned. He was at the Hartford National Park, where he usually goes when he wants to be alone and Paris found him

"I just happened to pass by here and I found you, so don't think that I went searching for you," she added

Tristan smirked

"seriously Tristan, what were you thinking?" Paris asked

"what?" Tristan frowned

Paris sighed and took her seat beside Tristan on the swing, "I happened to bump into Jess, a friend of Rory's, yesterday and I learned something new which is pretty shocking…seriously Tris…you're avoiding her because you don't want to get hurt anymore?"

Tristan's face became stiff

"I'm sorry Tristan, I really know this is not my business but with the brief story that Jess told me, I started to get the whole issue about you and Rory…You flew to Fez when she was spending time with her parents, she told you and you stayed but she ran away, I have to say that she did something wrong there, but then you came back and then you became cold just because you don't want to feel the pain…you're scared of getting hurt again,"

"I'm not scared of getting hurt," he said sternly

"give me a reason why you're like this,"

Tristan said nothing, Paris smirked

"see, and also I know this is where you go when you want to be alone and think peacefully…you're thinking of Rory. You miss her, you want her, you loved her and you still love her…but, you're just sitting here, doing nothing. Only ignoring the feelings you used to have because you're scared of getting hurt and I know I'm right Tristan, you can't tell me I'm wrong,"

Tristan stared at her and looked away. Paris shrugged and mumbled 'stubborn' silently and started to leave

"it's just like letting go Tristan, there's no more turning back," she said and left the park.

*A/N: I feel like I'm losing interest with my story right now hehe. And I don't know what to put next...I'm having writer's block and can anyone tell/help me pretty please? I would appreciate some new ideas. Reviews please and take care you guys! - Nina*