Rory walked silently into the house, trying not to make any noise at all.
She was afraid that Jess would be there, waiting for her. But when she
looked around she saw no sign of Jess. She quickly walked into her room, not
wanting to stay here any longer that she had to. As soon as she set foot in
her room, she noticed the incredible mess. Some of her clothes lay shredded
on the floor, books were scattered all over the place and even a picture of
Rory and Jess lay torn on the desk. Rory could only imagine how angry Jess
must have been when he did all this. Without her around Jess probably
destroyed everything he could get his hands on. She closed her eyes as if to
cry but not a single tear came out. She didn't want to cry and she wasn't
going to. Jess may have destroyed most of her belongings, but he would never
hurt her again. She went around the room and gathered some of her stuff that
was still intact. She had been going through her room, collecting clothes
and book that weren't destroyed when she suddenly heard the squeeking noise
of a door opening. Jess was home and if she didn't do something fast, he was
sure to find her. And she didn't even wanted to think about how much he
would hurt her then. Her mind raced, a million thoughts going through them.
She quickly went through them. She couldn't go out the door, because Jess
was there. Suddenly she froze. She heard his footsteps coming towards the
bedroom. She silently cursed herself for not having a plan. Maybe if she
didn't think so much and just followed her intuition she would have been
gone by now. Suddenly she had an idea. The window, she could escape through
the window. By the time she had the plan though, it was too late. Jess had
just opened the bedroom door. Rory backed away, frightened. As Jess opened
the door even more and stepped into the bedroom, she spotted the window. It
was wide open and if she would act now and not think twice, she would make
it. She would get out of here. But before she could even finish these
thougths, Jess lay his eyes on her. His eyes were shining devilish. He
smirked at her, as if he wanted to tell her that this was it and that she
couldn't go anywhere. But he was wrong. As he lunged towards her to grab
her, she raced to the window and prayed in the hope that she would get out.
And she did. Just barely, but she got out, away from Jess. She quickly
looked back and saw Jess climbing out after her. He was yelling something at
her, but she didn't hear it, cause she was already running. She didn't know
where she was running to. All she knew was that she wasn't going back, ever.
All of a sudden she crashed in to someone. She looked up to see who it was
and saw that it was Tristan. She was glad and afraid at the same time.
Tristan: Wow Rory slow down. What's wrong?
He gently grabbed her by her shoulder and tried to meet her eyes, but she
kept avoiding them.
Rory: (crying) I have to get away. He' he's after me.
She kept looking over her shoulder as she said this.
Tristan: Rory who, who's after you?
Suddenly he remembered. He remembered everything she told him about her
husband. He realized that Rory's husband was trying to get her. Tristan
looked at Rory who was silently looking down at her feet trying to hold in
the tears that wanted so badly to fall. He slid his right hand from her
shoulder to her arm and gently started to lead her to his house. When they
got there, Rory just sat down on the couch, making herself as small as
possible. He sat down next to her on the couch that always seemed
comfortable, but not now.
Tristan: (softly) Rory are you ok? Did he hit you?
Rory didn't answer. He hadn't but she didn't want to tell Tristan about
everything that had gone on. She let her eyes meet his.
Tristan: (softly) Rory you can't keep letting him hit you.
He reached out his hand and stroked her wet cheek with his fingers. Rory,
who was trying not to tremble under his touch, forced herself to answer him.
She wasn't used to anyone being so nice to her.
Rory: (quietly) I know.
Tristan didn't know what to do. He genuinly wanted to help her, but he
didn't know how. So he decided to do something else. Something else to
comfort her and make her forget about Jess. Without thinking he leaned in
and passionately kissed her.
A/n: I hope you liked this chapter. Thank you so much to Smile for helping me with the details. I really appreciate them.
She was afraid that Jess would be there, waiting for her. But when she
looked around she saw no sign of Jess. She quickly walked into her room, not
wanting to stay here any longer that she had to. As soon as she set foot in
her room, she noticed the incredible mess. Some of her clothes lay shredded
on the floor, books were scattered all over the place and even a picture of
Rory and Jess lay torn on the desk. Rory could only imagine how angry Jess
must have been when he did all this. Without her around Jess probably
destroyed everything he could get his hands on. She closed her eyes as if to
cry but not a single tear came out. She didn't want to cry and she wasn't
going to. Jess may have destroyed most of her belongings, but he would never
hurt her again. She went around the room and gathered some of her stuff that
was still intact. She had been going through her room, collecting clothes
and book that weren't destroyed when she suddenly heard the squeeking noise
of a door opening. Jess was home and if she didn't do something fast, he was
sure to find her. And she didn't even wanted to think about how much he
would hurt her then. Her mind raced, a million thoughts going through them.
She quickly went through them. She couldn't go out the door, because Jess
was there. Suddenly she froze. She heard his footsteps coming towards the
bedroom. She silently cursed herself for not having a plan. Maybe if she
didn't think so much and just followed her intuition she would have been
gone by now. Suddenly she had an idea. The window, she could escape through
the window. By the time she had the plan though, it was too late. Jess had
just opened the bedroom door. Rory backed away, frightened. As Jess opened
the door even more and stepped into the bedroom, she spotted the window. It
was wide open and if she would act now and not think twice, she would make
it. She would get out of here. But before she could even finish these
thougths, Jess lay his eyes on her. His eyes were shining devilish. He
smirked at her, as if he wanted to tell her that this was it and that she
couldn't go anywhere. But he was wrong. As he lunged towards her to grab
her, she raced to the window and prayed in the hope that she would get out.
And she did. Just barely, but she got out, away from Jess. She quickly
looked back and saw Jess climbing out after her. He was yelling something at
her, but she didn't hear it, cause she was already running. She didn't know
where she was running to. All she knew was that she wasn't going back, ever.
All of a sudden she crashed in to someone. She looked up to see who it was
and saw that it was Tristan. She was glad and afraid at the same time.
Tristan: Wow Rory slow down. What's wrong?
He gently grabbed her by her shoulder and tried to meet her eyes, but she
kept avoiding them.
Rory: (crying) I have to get away. He' he's after me.
She kept looking over her shoulder as she said this.
Tristan: Rory who, who's after you?
Suddenly he remembered. He remembered everything she told him about her
husband. He realized that Rory's husband was trying to get her. Tristan
looked at Rory who was silently looking down at her feet trying to hold in
the tears that wanted so badly to fall. He slid his right hand from her
shoulder to her arm and gently started to lead her to his house. When they
got there, Rory just sat down on the couch, making herself as small as
possible. He sat down next to her on the couch that always seemed
comfortable, but not now.
Tristan: (softly) Rory are you ok? Did he hit you?
Rory didn't answer. He hadn't but she didn't want to tell Tristan about
everything that had gone on. She let her eyes meet his.
Tristan: (softly) Rory you can't keep letting him hit you.
He reached out his hand and stroked her wet cheek with his fingers. Rory,
who was trying not to tremble under his touch, forced herself to answer him.
She wasn't used to anyone being so nice to her.
Rory: (quietly) I know.
Tristan didn't know what to do. He genuinly wanted to help her, but he
didn't know how. So he decided to do something else. Something else to
comfort her and make her forget about Jess. Without thinking he leaned in
and passionately kissed her.
A/n: I hope you liked this chapter. Thank you so much to Smile for helping me with the details. I really appreciate them.
