Acoustic #3
By Golden Eyed Wonder
Summery: After disappearing for three years, Tristin finds Rory, only to find she has created a whole new life for herself. Will he fit into it?
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls or the song My Immortal by Evanescence
Pairing: T/R with J/R friendship
A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to update. My brother erased all our files, including the almost-completed new chapter, so I had to find inspiration to write a new one. Once again, thank all of you so much for the wonderful reviews. To Gilmore gal, slytherin princess, and urbanwhittie: thank you extra-much. I'm so touched that y'all like this. I highly suggest all of you listen to the featured song for this chapter, it really is a beautiful song.
"I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all of my childish fears."
OK, she'd done it. She called and confirmed a time to have a meeting with 'Mr. DuGrey'. She was scared to all hell of what would happen when she entered that office. To be honest, she was very shocked that Tristin had held her the way he had the night before. She didn't think that he had missed her the way that she missed him, but maybe she was wrong. Rory knew she wasn't ready to confront him, not yet. But she owed it to him. He was the only one who knew what she disappeared on her own free will and he deserved an explanation as to why. She just hoped she would be able to keep it together long enough to explain.
"And if you have to leave, I wish you would just leave, because your
presence still lingers here, and it wont leave me alone."
"Mr. DuGrey, there's a Miss Hayden to see you." Lucy, Tristin's receptionist blared through the intercom. Why is Rory here?
"Um. uh, send her in, Lucy." And as an afterthought, he added, "And please, call me Tristin." Tristin took these few precious seconds before the door would open to compose himself. The girl that was literally missing from his life for three years was here in his building, outside his door. Why had she come back? Now that Tristin knew she was Ok, he could move on with his life. Yes, true, he was heartbroken, but he also knew deep in his heart that she was happy here. And that made some small part of him happy, too. But if he couldn't be in her life anymore, he wished she would leave him alone. She had haunted him for the past three years, and now was the time to get over her. However, something told him he wouldn't be getting over her anytime soon.
"These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real, there's just
too much that time cannot erase."
Slowly, Rory made her way down the hallway to the door marked T. DuGrey on a brass plate. Taking a deep breath and gathering her courage, she opened the door. She immediately connected with his clear, blue eyes, and all her resolve flowed out of her in the form of tears. After bowing her head for a second to hide the tears, she looked up again to see the look of defeat and longing in his eyes. It was then, and only then, that Rory realized how selfish she had been. Here was the one person who knew anything about her old life, hell, even understood her old life, and she had inflicted pain into him. As deep as her wounds were, as severe as the pain had once become, Tristin's must have been even worse. He had been the sole person to know she was gone, and more than likely, the sole person who had missed her. She suddenly felt the need to make her understand.
"I had to do it Tristin. It was the only way." More salty tears followed this statement. Tristin's eyes changed from his hard, defeated gaze, to a soft, understanding one. Slowly, he got up from his chair and took her in his comforting arms.
"I know." He whispered.
"When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears. When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears. And I've held you hand through all of these
years."
Tristin did understand. He too had suffocated in that deception they had dared to call home. He only wished he could have been the one to make it go away for her, instead of her having to go to such drastic measures. Now it seemed as if it was she whom didn't fully understand. Didn't she realize he was willing to do anything to keep her safe and happy? He would hold her hand forever if that were what it took. Why couldn't she understand?
"But you still have all of me."
By Golden Eyed Wonder
Summery: After disappearing for three years, Tristin finds Rory, only to find she has created a whole new life for herself. Will he fit into it?
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls or the song My Immortal by Evanescence
Pairing: T/R with J/R friendship
A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to update. My brother erased all our files, including the almost-completed new chapter, so I had to find inspiration to write a new one. Once again, thank all of you so much for the wonderful reviews. To Gilmore gal, slytherin princess, and urbanwhittie: thank you extra-much. I'm so touched that y'all like this. I highly suggest all of you listen to the featured song for this chapter, it really is a beautiful song.
"I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all of my childish fears."
OK, she'd done it. She called and confirmed a time to have a meeting with 'Mr. DuGrey'. She was scared to all hell of what would happen when she entered that office. To be honest, she was very shocked that Tristin had held her the way he had the night before. She didn't think that he had missed her the way that she missed him, but maybe she was wrong. Rory knew she wasn't ready to confront him, not yet. But she owed it to him. He was the only one who knew what she disappeared on her own free will and he deserved an explanation as to why. She just hoped she would be able to keep it together long enough to explain.
"And if you have to leave, I wish you would just leave, because your
presence still lingers here, and it wont leave me alone."
"Mr. DuGrey, there's a Miss Hayden to see you." Lucy, Tristin's receptionist blared through the intercom. Why is Rory here?
"Um. uh, send her in, Lucy." And as an afterthought, he added, "And please, call me Tristin." Tristin took these few precious seconds before the door would open to compose himself. The girl that was literally missing from his life for three years was here in his building, outside his door. Why had she come back? Now that Tristin knew she was Ok, he could move on with his life. Yes, true, he was heartbroken, but he also knew deep in his heart that she was happy here. And that made some small part of him happy, too. But if he couldn't be in her life anymore, he wished she would leave him alone. She had haunted him for the past three years, and now was the time to get over her. However, something told him he wouldn't be getting over her anytime soon.
"These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real, there's just
too much that time cannot erase."
Slowly, Rory made her way down the hallway to the door marked T. DuGrey on a brass plate. Taking a deep breath and gathering her courage, she opened the door. She immediately connected with his clear, blue eyes, and all her resolve flowed out of her in the form of tears. After bowing her head for a second to hide the tears, she looked up again to see the look of defeat and longing in his eyes. It was then, and only then, that Rory realized how selfish she had been. Here was the one person who knew anything about her old life, hell, even understood her old life, and she had inflicted pain into him. As deep as her wounds were, as severe as the pain had once become, Tristin's must have been even worse. He had been the sole person to know she was gone, and more than likely, the sole person who had missed her. She suddenly felt the need to make her understand.
"I had to do it Tristin. It was the only way." More salty tears followed this statement. Tristin's eyes changed from his hard, defeated gaze, to a soft, understanding one. Slowly, he got up from his chair and took her in his comforting arms.
"I know." He whispered.
"When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears. When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears. And I've held you hand through all of these
years."
Tristin did understand. He too had suffocated in that deception they had dared to call home. He only wished he could have been the one to make it go away for her, instead of her having to go to such drastic measures. Now it seemed as if it was she whom didn't fully understand. Didn't she realize he was willing to do anything to keep her safe and happy? He would hold her hand forever if that were what it took. Why couldn't she understand?
"But you still have all of me."
