Chapter 8: I have come to the rescue
"So, where do you want to start?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, studying. I am not sure. I have no idea what this crazy lady is talking about all the time."
Rory looked somewhat amused. "But you have an A in English. What is the problem?"
"Just because I am getting a good grade doesn't mean that I actually understand. But I am not really here to study."
Rory looked up from her notes. "No?"
That was when Jeff touched Rory's bare leg and gave a seductive smile. "No, I came for this." Jeff pressed Rory into his own body and kissed her.
Rory was infuriated with what had just happened. Rory tried to pull away but couldn't, so she bit his lip.
Blood poured down Jeff's chin as Rory stood up. "I think you should go."
Jeff was not about to lose anything, so he slammed her against the table. "I don't think so babe."
Tristan didn't know what to do with himself, so he pathetically went to Rory's house. He knew Jeff all to well all too well and wasn't going to risk Rory because of some horny bastard. Tristan parked his car in from of the Gilmore house and went onto the front porch. As he was about to knock on the door, he heard a scream from inside. His instincts were immediately to break the door down, but since this was the Gilmore house, the door was unlocked. As he opened the door, he saw Rory struggling to move away from the table that Jeff had just slammed her upon. "NO!"
Tristan's reflexes punched Jeff to the ground. Then he took Rory into his arms. Rory was bruised, cut, and was in horrendous pain from being slammed against the table. Tristan then grabbed Jeff and threw him out. "You piece of shit! Who the hell do you think you are?! Get the hell away from here!"
Jeff smiled. Blood was smeared all over his face, but Jeff was still smiling. "I am leaving, but don't be mad. Don't be mad that I got to kiss her first DuGray." Then Jeff got into his mustang and sped off.
Tristan hurried back to Rory and looked upon her frail body. "Where does it hurt?"
"Everywhere."
It pained Tristan to see Rory is such pain. "Don't move. I am going to get you help ok?"
"Don't leave me." Rory said in a faint voice.
"I swear, I will be back in a minute after I get the ambulance for you."
"Ok."
Tristan ran to the phone and talked to the operator. After he told her all the necessary information, He sped back to Rory, phone in hand. Rory looked up at Tristan's face with her huge blue eyes. "Call my mom."
Tristan then dialed the number of the Independence Inn.
A person with a thick French accent answered the phone. "Hello. How may I help you?"
"I need to talk to Lorelai Gilmore."
"Who is this?"
"Does it matter?! Just please, get her on the phone."
Michel snorted and handed the phone to Lorelai. "It's for you. I am not your personal secretary so don't expect me to do this any longer."
Lorelai grabbed the phone. "Hello, Independence Inn, Lorelai Gilmore speaking."
"Lorelai! This is Tristan. I know you aren't going to like this but Rory is really hurt. I just called and ambulance and they should be here by now, but Rory insisted upon me calling you."
Lorelai's entire body shook up. "WHAT?! I WANT TO TALK TO HER NOW!"
Rory took the phone. With a small voice, "Hi mom."
"WHAT IN GOD'S NAME HAPPENED?!"
Rory let out a yelp of pain. "Don't worry too much mom. Trust what Tristan says. My ribs hurt too much to talk." Then Rory handed the phone to Tristan.
"Lorelai, please calm down, even though it is going to be impossible to. Just come Stars Hallow hospital and I will meet you there." Just then, the paramedics rushed in with a stretcher. "They are here now so please, just meet me there." Tristan hung up the phone and ran to follow the paramedics.
"What is wrong with her?"
"Seems like she broke a rib and she seems badly injured."
Tristan turned pale and followed Rory into the ambulance.
Meanwhile, in the Independence Inn.
"I have to go now!" Lorelai yelled and she hurried out of there, driving like a madman to the hospital.
"So, where do you want to start?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, studying. I am not sure. I have no idea what this crazy lady is talking about all the time."
Rory looked somewhat amused. "But you have an A in English. What is the problem?"
"Just because I am getting a good grade doesn't mean that I actually understand. But I am not really here to study."
Rory looked up from her notes. "No?"
That was when Jeff touched Rory's bare leg and gave a seductive smile. "No, I came for this." Jeff pressed Rory into his own body and kissed her.
Rory was infuriated with what had just happened. Rory tried to pull away but couldn't, so she bit his lip.
Blood poured down Jeff's chin as Rory stood up. "I think you should go."
Jeff was not about to lose anything, so he slammed her against the table. "I don't think so babe."
Tristan didn't know what to do with himself, so he pathetically went to Rory's house. He knew Jeff all to well all too well and wasn't going to risk Rory because of some horny bastard. Tristan parked his car in from of the Gilmore house and went onto the front porch. As he was about to knock on the door, he heard a scream from inside. His instincts were immediately to break the door down, but since this was the Gilmore house, the door was unlocked. As he opened the door, he saw Rory struggling to move away from the table that Jeff had just slammed her upon. "NO!"
Tristan's reflexes punched Jeff to the ground. Then he took Rory into his arms. Rory was bruised, cut, and was in horrendous pain from being slammed against the table. Tristan then grabbed Jeff and threw him out. "You piece of shit! Who the hell do you think you are?! Get the hell away from here!"
Jeff smiled. Blood was smeared all over his face, but Jeff was still smiling. "I am leaving, but don't be mad. Don't be mad that I got to kiss her first DuGray." Then Jeff got into his mustang and sped off.
Tristan hurried back to Rory and looked upon her frail body. "Where does it hurt?"
"Everywhere."
It pained Tristan to see Rory is such pain. "Don't move. I am going to get you help ok?"
"Don't leave me." Rory said in a faint voice.
"I swear, I will be back in a minute after I get the ambulance for you."
"Ok."
Tristan ran to the phone and talked to the operator. After he told her all the necessary information, He sped back to Rory, phone in hand. Rory looked up at Tristan's face with her huge blue eyes. "Call my mom."
Tristan then dialed the number of the Independence Inn.
A person with a thick French accent answered the phone. "Hello. How may I help you?"
"I need to talk to Lorelai Gilmore."
"Who is this?"
"Does it matter?! Just please, get her on the phone."
Michel snorted and handed the phone to Lorelai. "It's for you. I am not your personal secretary so don't expect me to do this any longer."
Lorelai grabbed the phone. "Hello, Independence Inn, Lorelai Gilmore speaking."
"Lorelai! This is Tristan. I know you aren't going to like this but Rory is really hurt. I just called and ambulance and they should be here by now, but Rory insisted upon me calling you."
Lorelai's entire body shook up. "WHAT?! I WANT TO TALK TO HER NOW!"
Rory took the phone. With a small voice, "Hi mom."
"WHAT IN GOD'S NAME HAPPENED?!"
Rory let out a yelp of pain. "Don't worry too much mom. Trust what Tristan says. My ribs hurt too much to talk." Then Rory handed the phone to Tristan.
"Lorelai, please calm down, even though it is going to be impossible to. Just come Stars Hallow hospital and I will meet you there." Just then, the paramedics rushed in with a stretcher. "They are here now so please, just meet me there." Tristan hung up the phone and ran to follow the paramedics.
"What is wrong with her?"
"Seems like she broke a rib and she seems badly injured."
Tristan turned pale and followed Rory into the ambulance.
Meanwhile, in the Independence Inn.
"I have to go now!" Lorelai yelled and she hurried out of there, driving like a madman to the hospital.
