Not So Simple Anymore
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the GG people otherwise.Tristan would still be here.
Author's Note: Sorry, it took so long, I've been busy with school and the ending of quarter one.now please read and review!
Chapter 3: Hurt
"What is he doing here?" Dean asked again, his voice escalating in anger. "I'm helping him study," came her calm reply. "Is that what you two call it?" he asked suddenly. She gasped taken aback for a moment but quickly regained her sharp tongue. "We're not doing anything," she whispered. "Yeah, Right," he snorted and Rory rolled her eyes. "Can we talk on the porch?" she asked him, she glanced over at Tristan who had a self-satisfied plastered across his face but it soon faded as Rory shot him a look making it fade away. She grabbed Dean's wrist and pulled him out the door. She leaned against the rail her back towards him. "What gives you the right to come in and start interrogating us like that, Dean?" she hissed not wanting to turn around and look at him, since she was disgusted with his behavior. "Your overreacting, we're just friends," she paused for a second hoping what she had said was sinking in. to his brain. "I wouldn't do that! It's Tristan, for crying out loud! He's the one who's called me Mary and has annoyed the hell out of me," So, she was lying she did have a teeny tiny crush on the guy, she did have eyes, that did check out other guys as well. "Rory--," she interrupted me. "In all relationships there's trust. I don't think you trust me. I think it's time for you, us to end it,"
"I just don't trust him!"
"He won't try anything!"
"How do you know that?"
"Because I trust him, but look you don't so why bother anymore Dean?"
"You know, you're just like your mother," he said suddenly. "Jumping from guy to guy once a week,"
"Go away!" she yelled running back into the house and slamming the door. She pushed Tristan out of the way and rushed into her room, slamming her own door forgetting for a moment Tristan was still outside probably staring at the place she just was but she didn't care she didn't care about anything for now. All she could care about was the hurt that was bubbling up from her heart into her head. Minutes passed as the tears still streamed down her face. She heard a soft knock from her door. "Go away!" she called out. "No can do!" came Tristan's fake cheerful reply. "Yes you can," she groaned still upset over Dean, it hurt, hurt like hell to have someone she had been dating. It hadn't been officially dating but she had liked him, as in a crush but now those dreams were crushed. He entered the room to see Rory lying on her bed-a stuffed chicken in her arms, muffling her sniffles and sobs. "Rory?" he questioned making her turn and look up at him. "I'm in the mood for anymore BS today, Tristan," was what she answered sadly to him. He saw the path her tears had made down her cheeks and the way her mascara had started to run, he hadn't even known she was wearing mascara and it contrasted sharply with her pale white skin. "I'm not here to give you 'bull shit', Rory, what happened out there?"
"He didn't trust me with you!" she cried out bursting into tears again. "And then he said I'm like my mother jumping from guy to guy and I don't," she sobbed. "Dean's the only guy I've gone out on a date with, we hadn't even kissed," She leaned into Tristan's chest crying her heart out. "Shh.Rory, he doesn't deserve you," 'And neither do I' he added silently while soothing the girl in his arms while his own heart was breaking for her. The girl, he Tristan DuGrey was in love with and infatuated with no matter how hard he tried to hide it he knew.
As the feeling of hurt and pain began to abate in her heart she felt something, something new. Something, so unexplainable.something she had never felt before. When she pulled away from his strong arms wrapped around her she felt herself longing for his touch again. Suddenly she knew what was going on she had fallen head over heels in love with Tristan DuGrey. Damn, her life had seemed to get so much more complicated in the past few hours than it had been in years. She sighed making Tristan cast sideway glance at her. "You okay?" he asked cautiously. She shrugged muttering "Depends on how you define okay," he smiled and she smiled back and they were okay again just as friends, for now.
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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the GG people otherwise.Tristan would still be here.
Author's Note: Sorry, it took so long, I've been busy with school and the ending of quarter one.now please read and review!
Chapter 3: Hurt
"What is he doing here?" Dean asked again, his voice escalating in anger. "I'm helping him study," came her calm reply. "Is that what you two call it?" he asked suddenly. She gasped taken aback for a moment but quickly regained her sharp tongue. "We're not doing anything," she whispered. "Yeah, Right," he snorted and Rory rolled her eyes. "Can we talk on the porch?" she asked him, she glanced over at Tristan who had a self-satisfied plastered across his face but it soon faded as Rory shot him a look making it fade away. She grabbed Dean's wrist and pulled him out the door. She leaned against the rail her back towards him. "What gives you the right to come in and start interrogating us like that, Dean?" she hissed not wanting to turn around and look at him, since she was disgusted with his behavior. "Your overreacting, we're just friends," she paused for a second hoping what she had said was sinking in. to his brain. "I wouldn't do that! It's Tristan, for crying out loud! He's the one who's called me Mary and has annoyed the hell out of me," So, she was lying she did have a teeny tiny crush on the guy, she did have eyes, that did check out other guys as well. "Rory--," she interrupted me. "In all relationships there's trust. I don't think you trust me. I think it's time for you, us to end it,"
"I just don't trust him!"
"He won't try anything!"
"How do you know that?"
"Because I trust him, but look you don't so why bother anymore Dean?"
"You know, you're just like your mother," he said suddenly. "Jumping from guy to guy once a week,"
"Go away!" she yelled running back into the house and slamming the door. She pushed Tristan out of the way and rushed into her room, slamming her own door forgetting for a moment Tristan was still outside probably staring at the place she just was but she didn't care she didn't care about anything for now. All she could care about was the hurt that was bubbling up from her heart into her head. Minutes passed as the tears still streamed down her face. She heard a soft knock from her door. "Go away!" she called out. "No can do!" came Tristan's fake cheerful reply. "Yes you can," she groaned still upset over Dean, it hurt, hurt like hell to have someone she had been dating. It hadn't been officially dating but she had liked him, as in a crush but now those dreams were crushed. He entered the room to see Rory lying on her bed-a stuffed chicken in her arms, muffling her sniffles and sobs. "Rory?" he questioned making her turn and look up at him. "I'm in the mood for anymore BS today, Tristan," was what she answered sadly to him. He saw the path her tears had made down her cheeks and the way her mascara had started to run, he hadn't even known she was wearing mascara and it contrasted sharply with her pale white skin. "I'm not here to give you 'bull shit', Rory, what happened out there?"
"He didn't trust me with you!" she cried out bursting into tears again. "And then he said I'm like my mother jumping from guy to guy and I don't," she sobbed. "Dean's the only guy I've gone out on a date with, we hadn't even kissed," She leaned into Tristan's chest crying her heart out. "Shh.Rory, he doesn't deserve you," 'And neither do I' he added silently while soothing the girl in his arms while his own heart was breaking for her. The girl, he Tristan DuGrey was in love with and infatuated with no matter how hard he tried to hide it he knew.
As the feeling of hurt and pain began to abate in her heart she felt something, something new. Something, so unexplainable.something she had never felt before. When she pulled away from his strong arms wrapped around her she felt herself longing for his touch again. Suddenly she knew what was going on she had fallen head over heels in love with Tristan DuGrey. Damn, her life had seemed to get so much more complicated in the past few hours than it had been in years. She sighed making Tristan cast sideway glance at her. "You okay?" he asked cautiously. She shrugged muttering "Depends on how you define okay," he smiled and she smiled back and they were okay again just as friends, for now.
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