Acoustic #3
By Green Eyed Wonder
Summery: Tristin has finally found his Rory. But will he loose her all over again? Will Jess get there in time?
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, nor do own I'm With You by Avril Lavigne
Pairing: T/R, with R/J friendship
A/N: I just wanted to thank you all for the amazing reviews. In all honesty I would like a little more constructive criticism (hint, hint), but it's great to know that so many people enjoy my writing. Once again to Rory Potter, thank you so much for the glowing review, I get all smiley knowing I sent you off you chair! To pandapearl, I'm not quite sure what to make of your reviews, but thanks for reviewing anyway! So, without further adieu… on with the show…
"I'm standing on the bridge, I'm waiting in the dark, I thought that you'd be here by now."
Rory looked around as she walked the familiar path around Central Park, the path that she and Jess had walked countless times while pigging out on Chinese food and donuts and griping about the latest failed fling. Rory honestly thought Jess would follow her. Not that she wanted him to or anything… no; she wanted to be left alone. But never the less, Jess should have been there by now. It was like his brotherly duty. Rory thought about that for a second; momentarily taking her mind off the surprise guest star in the little soap opera she liked to call her life. She never had a brother before. No bed to crawl into when she had nightmares, no mother to bandage and blow on her scraped knee. No one; except nannies who were paid to care. 'Get over your little pity party, Hayden. No one here cares', Rory scolded herself. She had Jess now, and he was the only person who she needed. Soon she found herself stopped in front of 'their' fountain, not noticing the rain beginning to fall a little harder than before. 'Still, it's a pretty sad thought that the most important person in my whole life is the one person who knows nothing of me from 3 years ago'. Rory didn't even notice the silent tears that blended with the chilling rain. 'How fitting.'
"There's nothing but the rain, no footsteps on the ground, I'm listening but there's no sound."
'Alright, this is getting ridicules!' Jess had been searching Central Park for a half an hour, and still no sign of her. He walked the entire path, certain she was strolling along it. There was only one place left to check… the bridge overlooking the fountain. Picking up his pace to a quick jog, just as the rain began to fall heavier, Jess could barely make out the form of Leigh Hayden, hunched over the rail. Slowly, he made his way up to her, as not to interrupt her thoughts.
"Hey Jess." She said with a slight smile. "It's about damn time."
"Hey, you try to tell a cabbie, who, by the way, doesn't speak English, that Central Park is the other way." He stated back to her in an exasperated tone. Suddenly, he remembered why they were here in the first place, and his expression immediately softened.
"Hey, how you doing, kid?" She looked at him with a look of utter defeat. He simply pulled her into a tight hug. He still didn't understand what was wrong, or why she was so sad all of a sudden, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was that he was there, able to care for Leigh, who meant more to him than his own family. Hell, she was more than a sister to him…and she was sad… and it broke his heart.
"It's a damn cold night, trying to figure out this life, wont you take me by the hand, take me somewhere new, I don't know who you are, by I, I'm with you."
Tristin exited the restaurant just in time to hear Rory utter "Central Park." Before entering the yellow cab. Quickly he flagged down another cab and repeated her directions. Tristin couldn't figure out why she fled. Had he scared her? Did she hate him like she hated the rest of her old life? By the time Tristin gave up creating conclusions, they had reached Central Park. He quickly paid, then ran out into the bitter rain. 'God, I'm never going to find her. Central Park is huge, she could be anywhere.' But he had to find her, so he began to run the unfamiliar pathways that led to an unknown. All he wanted right now was to find Rory, sweep her up into his arms and hold her tight, making up for all the lost years. But he also knew it wouldn't be that simple. She had run for a reason, it would be nearly impossible to bring her back. He wasn't even sure he wanted to bring her back… god he was confusing himself. Finally, he spotted a person who was also running, and was about to ask him if he'd seen Rory when the man took a sudden turn to the left. Curious, Tristin followed. Sure enough, there was Rory, her long, dark hair clinging to her thin coat. The two spoke few words, then the man grabbed her in a tight embrace. Tristin felt like the air had been knocked out of him. The girl he had been dreaming about for three years, the girl he had been looking for… was in front of him, embracing another guy. Dejected, and without a word, Tristin turned around and left.
'Nothing's going right, and everything's a mess, and no one likes to be alone.'
Rory woke up with the sun in her eyes. Squinting, she looked at the clock and realized she should have been at the café, considering it was 11:32 and the café opened at 6:30. Quickly, she got dressed in jeans and a cute T-shirt that had a picture of a Buddha and said 'rub my tummy for good luck', cursing Jess for letting her sleep in. Upon arriving, she realized that Jess had called in an extra waitress, and that she wasn't needed. The whole staff could tell she had had a long night, and needed the day off. Feeling slightly useless, she grabbed a cup of coffee, and a muffin, and then hailed a taxi. She hadn't decided what to do with her free day yet. The only thing she could think of was to call the one person she had wanted to call for years…Tristin.
