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The Trouble With Kids
Chapter 3: Silent tears and more scotch…
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[DuGrey Brownstone, upstairs]
"Damn!" Drew cursed as he heard
his father walk away to his study.
"They were having a civil
conversation and he just left! This is going to be harder than I thought if Dad
acts like this! He was joking with mom! Laughing, smiling! And he just walks
out! No, Drew, we can't let this happen! We have to get him to get out of
there." Jules said and whispered a plan in Drew's ear.
"Mom!" Jules yelled and enveloped
her mom in a hug after walking down the stairs.
"You look absolute fabulous
Dahling!" Rory said referring to Jules' outfit of a denim mini skirt, a red
short sleeved Polo tee, and again the ever-present platform black boots. A messenger
bag was draped over one shoulder.
"You look amazing mom! Isn't
that the skirt that we bought from Gucci? That's dad's favorite store, we went there last weekend to get buy our clothes
for Gram's party at the hotel." Jules said enthusiastically as Drew casually
made his way down the stairs lugging behind him two suitcases, one considerably
larger than the other.
"DREW!!! And, Juliette, honey, your staying at my house for one week
you didn't need to pack your whole
wardrobe." Rory said facing her daughter once again.
"That's not my suitcase, that's Drew's. He has your packing habits. On the other hand, Dad and I share the same
philosophy, 'Why pack so much? Just go
and have a shopping spree!'" Juliette said her blue eyes mischievous.
"Yeah and blow your dad and my
bank accounts not to mention yours." Rory said sternly, even though her blue
eyes twinkled with laughter.
"Speaking of Dad, where is he?
He doesn't even want to say goodbye to his only kids?" Juliette said her bottom
lip quivering and forming a pout.
"He left Jules, babe…c'mon we
have to go now. We'll go out for lunch at that little coffee house you guys
love, the 42nd street café." Rory said
nervously suddenly realizing that she was still in her husband's house.
"Can't we at least say bye to Dad? We won't be seeing
him for a week mom…it'll only take a second." Drew said joining the act.
"Make it quick. Argh where did you guys learn how to do
the puppy dog look?" Rory said sighing in defeat.
"From the best
of course." Tristan said walking in to the room. He couldn't miss the
whining even from his study down the hall.
"I…thought…you had some…uh…work
to do." Rory stuttered. She hadn't thought he would walk in like that. Damn him, he's the only person who can make
me stutter! He always sneaks up on me when I'm unprepared! Rory thought to
herself.
"C'mere
kiddos," Tristan said hugging his kids, "I'm going to miss your constant
bickering. The house seems so lonely without my two favorite buds! Call me every night, or else I'll come after
you…I know where you live." Tristan said smirking, he
brushed by Rory to go open the door for her and the kids. As he walked by her,
Rory could smell the touch of scotch mixed with his cologne and a breath mint.
"Go on ahead to the car kids,
here are the keys, I want a word with your father." Rory said tossing Jules the
keys.
"What's up Rory?" Tristan asked
leaning against the door after the kids had left.
"Have you been drinking, Tristan?" Rory asked not
meeting his gaze.
"What's it to you, Ms. Gilmore?"
Tristan countered his blue eyes becoming cold and blank.
"I'm concerned for my children,
Tristan. I can't have you drinking around them." Rory responded trying to mask
her own concern about the situation..
"I can't believe you Rory! You
think I'd ever do anything to hurt
Jules and Drew?!?! They mean the world to me!!! I would think you would know that Rory! I've been
stripped of everything I love besides my children, why don't you take them too
Rory?!?!?!" Tristan yelled at her.
"I'm so---" Rory began to say visibly shaking and leaning against the
door.
"Save it Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, I think you've already said enough
for today. Drop them off at your mom's on Monday after school. I'll pick them
up from there." Tristan said coldly, slamming the door after she limply made
her way out.
Outside, Rory crumpled up and
let the tears fall. Inside, Tristan sighed, ran his finger through his hair,
and downed another glass of scotch after making his way to the kitchen…
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