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Chapter Four: Wednesday
"See you later, then!" my mom calls as I leave Luke's and head to the bus stop. It's Wednesday, the middle-of-the-week day. As I'm walking I've already opened my most current novel. I crash into someone and I stagger backwards mumbling "ouch," more so to myself then to the person standing in front of me. I look up to see that it's Dean.
"Hey," he says and I just nod as I rub my elbow as it throbs slightly.
"Are you and Tristan going out?"
"Yeah," I reply biting my lip nervously. It's awkward and I shift me weight uncomfortably but Dean ignored it. "Didn't take long," Dean mutters.
"I'm not the one who was the dumper. You were," I say angry with him. How dare he act like he still knows anything about me? Shaking my head I begin to continue to the bus stop but he stops me.
"Don't you go turning this on me, Rory,"
"Look, I'm sorry but he needs me. He's a good guy now just leave me alone," I say softly but he continues to stay. "Please," I whisper my voice breaking as I leave him standing there watching me as the bus pulls up and I get on.
* * *
A half-hour later I find that Tristan's not waiting for me like he had been for Monday and Tuesday. My heart drops a little as I walk into Chilton, alone. Maybe dating him wasn't going to be such a good idea. I walked down the hall and hear whispers of 'Tristan' this along with 'Rory' that. What the hell was going on?
"Hey Rory!" Madeline chirped with Louise smirking right next to her. "Hi," I reply cautiously glancing at them curiously as I stop at my locker. "Where we you yesterday?" Louise asks tapping her pen against her book. It was getting more and more annoying as each second passed.
"I was at the hospital," I say matter-of-factly.
"Really?" Madeline says sounding slightly surprised and I just fake a smile at her. "Yes," comes my response.
"Well you know…" Louise's tone of voice is seductive. "Tristan wasn't here either,"
"That's nice," I reply slamming my locker door shut causing the two girls to wince at the noise. "You know we've heard some things," Madeline whispers.
"Nothing happened," I say leaning against my locker. "We didn't think that," Madeline says hastily.
"Who's been saying that?" I question.
"From the horse's mouth, ," Louise says her finger pointing in the direction of where he's coming towards me. "I have to go," I mutter and I quickly duck into my classroom thanking the gods that I didn't have first period with him. Eventually first period had to end much to my dismay.
I had to hurry to second period to avoid him but he caught up to me anyways. "Rory! Wait!" he calls. "I'll talk to you after school," I say over my shoulder coldly. He looks surprised to hear me talk about him like that but now is not the time for me to worry about hurting his feelings. The only empty seat, of course is next to mine. "Rory," he tries to get my attention but I concentrate on something other than him and my relationship. The teacher however seemed to have different plans. She had decided a group project was to be in order. "Group one will be Mr. DuGrey, Mr. Duval, Ms. Gellar and Ms. Gilmore," Fate wasn't going my way today, today was going downhill and it was only second period, what was a girl to do?
* * *
It was finally the end of the day. Countless guys had hit on me as well as numerous glares from the female population were thrown my way. Lunch had been spent alone again just the way I liked it, before Tristan had turned my world upside down. Tristan, much to my surprise, had given me my space and respected the fact that I was upset with him. I had expected him to corner me and demand to know what was going on but he hadn't much to my relief as well as my dismay. I took my time walking down the hall to our spot delaying the inevitable. It was going to be bad, a huge confrontation I knew. I glanced out the window to see Tristan sitting on our bench. He looked nervous even from as far as I was away from him. He massaged the tense muscles in his neck. He sat for a moment and then stood up pacing. Upon my opening the door Tristan glanced over stopping in mid-pace. He looked even more nervous when he saw me. "Hi," I say softly for the first time ever Tristan looks scared of me. "Rory, what's going on?"
"You should know,"
"Well, I don't know. Mind filling me in?"
"I heard the rumors,"
"Rumors?"
"Yeah you know. The ones you started this morning?"
"Who said that?"
"Madeline, Louise, lots of people,"
"I didn't say anything. People assumed,"
"You didn't even try to stop them!" the tears were coming down now and I didn't even bother to hide the hurt from him. "What good would it have done Rory? No one would have believed me. You know how my rep is,"
"Yeah I do. Looks like it proved me right. How naïve I was to actually think that there was more to Tristan DuGrey then his precious reputation but I was wrong,"
"Don't you know me better than that?"
"I thought I did but I am Mary, right? You even called me that yourself. I was falling for you Tristan, I really was. Dean even warned me that dating you was a bad idea and what did I do? I defended you. Defended you and ignored his warning. Hope you're happy now. You're stupid game is over, you win," I run away from him before he even has a chance to respond to my comments. I reach the bus stop just in time to see it pulling away leaving me in the dust. I sigh not knowing how to get home. A black Mercedes pulls up beside me and I recognize a kid from my biology class. "Want a ride?" he questions.
"Really?" I ask eagerly. "Sure," comes his response throwing a grin in my direction. I get into his car and buckle my seat belt. As I do I can't help but notice how he's checking me out. He pushed down the accelerator fast and I almost get whiplash. I then notice we're not going to Stars Hollow. I point this out he just grins. "Who said we're going home?"
"You ass!" I hiss as he drives to a secluded spot in the woods. The next thing I know he's trying to make out with me. "Stop!" I cry out but he won't stop trying. The kid just shakes his head. "They said you were fucking easy bitch," as he opens the door and pushes me out. I tumble to the ground. Then he throws my bag out hitting me in the head. "Shit," I mutter as his tired squeal and he pulls a U-turn leaving me—stranded. I curl up into a ball resting my head on my backpack starting to cry. Wishing that Tristan were there to save me.
A while later I hear a noise from the woods. I'm scared now and start to sob uncontrollably. I feel two strong arms wrapping around me comforting me. I hear the whispers of 'it's going to be okay' as this person shushes me. I breathe in deeply smelling familiar cologne, quickly realizing whom it is. "Tristan!" I gasp sniffling.
"Rory…" the tears are coming back and I'm shaking. "You must hate me,"
"I could never hate you," he murmurs.
"I should have believe you but I had such a horrible day. First Dean, then the rumors, Louise telling me they were started from you, our project, that kid…"
"Shh…you're going home now, don't worry about it," he scoops me up easily with my bag in tote. He carries me to his car placing me in the passenger seat. He gets into the driver's seat and starts the car.
"You're like my knight in shining armor," I mumble.
"Rory, just get some sleep," he whispers kissing me softly on my forehead. And so I do.
* * *
About an hour or so later I hear my mom's worried voice and Tristan's reassuring one. "Thank you," she murmurs.
"Don't worry about it. You have no idea how bad she scared me. I'm glad I was there to save her,"
"I bet," Lorelai sympathizes. "Thanks for bringing my baby home safe kiddo,"
"It was really no problem. But I really have to go,"
"You're leaving?" I whisper wincing at the sudden movement I had just made. "Kevin needs me too," he replies coming over to help me lie back down.
"I'll miss you," I say weakly. "I'll miss you too. I'm sorry I have to go,"
"Tell Kevin I say hi?"
"Will do. Now rest. I'll see you tomorrow,"
"Tomorrow," I reply as he kisses me quickly on the lips as I kiss him back while my heartbeat pounds double-time. Whispering a good night to both my mom and me I can hear his car starting. "You scared me babe,"
"I'm sorry Mom,"
"It's not your fault. It's that piece of scum,"
"Love you Mom,"
"Love you too kid. Come on let's put you to bed,"
"Sounds good," I whisper as she helps me up and guides me in the direction of my room. "He cares about you sweetie,"
"I know,"
"Don't go breaking his heart okay?"
"Don't worry,"
"Night babe," she whispers kissing me quickly on the cheek. Then she turned off my lights. I close my eyes and fall asleep quickly already knowing tomorrow was going to be a better day.
- End Wednesday.
Coming Soon: THURSDAY…will it really be a better day? Or will it be worse? Not that it can get much worse right. We'll see…