Disclaimer-nope I don't own any of the below mentioned characters and in no
way am I connected with the WB [darn] I also do not own any lyrics that
might be used through out the story. Well you guys know the drill..
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chapter 2- its over
"Dean I'm sorry" she sobbed into the phone.
"I bet you are, who are you leaving me for, Jess?" was the harsh reply.
"NO! its nothing like that, you know as well as I do that it hasn't been working, we've drifted. NO matter how much I want it to work you know we can't stay together. We'd resent each other and spend so much time hating each other we'd forget all the good times." She said tears still streaming down her face, but her voice was more confident.
"We had good times?" he shoot back.
"Dean don't go there, you know we did. Things just changed between us."
"Whatever Rory, Bye"
"Dean wait." but it was to late he had already hung up the phone. Just then Lorile came in,
"What's wrong Rory?" she asked consernd to see her daughter kneeling on the floor sobbing. "Its Dean isn't it?"
"Yea" she managed to choke out.
"What happened?"
"I.I.dumped him" she sobbed and went back to crying.
"Oh hunnie, I'm sorry, I'm sure you had your reasons. You had reasons right?" she asked
"Yes, and the main one being...Tristan."
"Tristan?" Loriliea asked in confusion.
"You remember Tristan Dugrey."
"Oh yes, evil one!"
"That's him," Rory said smiling slightly "we kissed, I felt sparks something that had been missing between us two!"
"You kissed, and I wasn't informed? Have I tought you nothing! I am a rotten mother!" She said dramatically doing a princess faint onto the bed.
"didn't he get shipped off to some military school?"
"Yea but now he's back, and sweeter then ever."
"That can't be to hard to beat, considering the previouse.sweetness factor he maintned." Her mother joked back.
"Plus, he's extremely hot." She said wickedly.
"OH you didn't mention this to me. DETAILS WOMAN!"
"Well he's about 6'1", blonde messy hair, and the most amazing blue eyes you have ever seen, and he built quit nicely."
"Sounds good, well as long as your ok I'm gonna go get some coffee, wanna come?" she said.
"No thanks but you can bring me back a cup if you want."
"Sure thing babe." And she was off.
All of a sudden the phone rang. "Hello."
"Hey Rory, its Tristan."
"Oh hi Trist. what's up?"
"nothing just wanted to call see how you were, if you did something that I think you did."
"Tristan what are you talking about, come on be honest, if you even want a chance at this thing we're slowly venturing into."
"OK" he sighed "did you dump bagboy?" he sounded very egeer, and hopeful, but she knew he was smirking all the same, it just never seemed to leave his face.
"Yea I dumped bag- Dean, and he didn't take it all to well, wait a minute how did you get this number?"
"I'm sorry. Oh I'd tell you but then I'd have to kill you." DING DONG
"Trist. hold on a sec. I have to get the door," she said getting up.
"Well its fine I'll talk to you later. Bye baby" he said. Before she got a chance to respond in away to that he hung up. She slowly went to the door not wanting company, when she opened the door Tristan was standing there leaning against the door post.
"Hey, what are you doing here, and how do you know where I live?"
"I know a lot of things, and I wanted to see you." he said leaning down to give her a kiss, which she happily recived. "Are you ok?" he said looking down at her crushed face.
"He was just so mean to me, and it wasn't fair, it wasn't all my fault he did have some part in us. He knew just as well as I did it was dying, and he made me cry to top it off, I was the one dumping him and I was crying." She said as a tear escaped her lids and rolled down her cheek. Tristan couldn't watch her cry, and be in that much pain, so he pulled her towards him and wraped his arms around her waist, as he put her head against his shoulder. He instincatavly began stroking her hair, he'd been through this before, but he never actually cared about the person that was crying in his arms, and it felt good. They were standing in the hall hugging when Dean came in.
"Rory.I wanted to." he trialed of at the site of Rory with the guy who tried to pick a fight with him at a dance once. "What is he doing here?"
"What's it to you?" Tristan snapped stepping in front of Rory as to protect her from all the pain this loser caused her.
"Was I actually talking to you?" Dean barked back.
"Listen bagboy get out of Rory's house, she doesn't want you so back off, your chance is up foo, out."
"Is that what you think Rory?" He asked as she meekly looked around Tristan's back.
"Yea," she replied "I think you need to leave." She didn't dare look at his face she knew what was on it rage, anger, jelousy, and worst of all pain.
"Fine," he spat and walked out the door, slamming it behind him. Rory started crying again, she couldn't help it they had a good relationship and now it was over, but she wasn't crying because of that but because she thought shed feel something more when they broke up, and well she didn't."
"Rory, I'm sorry." Tristan wisperd slowly drying her tears with the pad of his thumb, "I'm so sorry."
"Please don't be, you made me see what I should have seen a while ago, I should be thanking you, while you're here apologizing." She smiled softly lifting her head for his kiss. From the stero the lyrics of song ran through them.
§¤§ hey yea will I close my eyes will I hold my breath will I wanna cry will our souls connect? I've been thinking about it when I go to bed at night I wonder wonder
will you hold my hand will you speak a vow will the stars be shining in the sky above will it be your love I've been dreaming of for so long holding on
Our first kiss wont be the last Our loves too deep to end that fast and good things come to those who have to wait I belive it's only time that keeps us from the thing divine, and when it's here you know I'm gonna say wait on my lips§¤§
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chapter 2- its over
"Dean I'm sorry" she sobbed into the phone.
"I bet you are, who are you leaving me for, Jess?" was the harsh reply.
"NO! its nothing like that, you know as well as I do that it hasn't been working, we've drifted. NO matter how much I want it to work you know we can't stay together. We'd resent each other and spend so much time hating each other we'd forget all the good times." She said tears still streaming down her face, but her voice was more confident.
"We had good times?" he shoot back.
"Dean don't go there, you know we did. Things just changed between us."
"Whatever Rory, Bye"
"Dean wait." but it was to late he had already hung up the phone. Just then Lorile came in,
"What's wrong Rory?" she asked consernd to see her daughter kneeling on the floor sobbing. "Its Dean isn't it?"
"Yea" she managed to choke out.
"What happened?"
"I.I.dumped him" she sobbed and went back to crying.
"Oh hunnie, I'm sorry, I'm sure you had your reasons. You had reasons right?" she asked
"Yes, and the main one being...Tristan."
"Tristan?" Loriliea asked in confusion.
"You remember Tristan Dugrey."
"Oh yes, evil one!"
"That's him," Rory said smiling slightly "we kissed, I felt sparks something that had been missing between us two!"
"You kissed, and I wasn't informed? Have I tought you nothing! I am a rotten mother!" She said dramatically doing a princess faint onto the bed.
"didn't he get shipped off to some military school?"
"Yea but now he's back, and sweeter then ever."
"That can't be to hard to beat, considering the previouse.sweetness factor he maintned." Her mother joked back.
"Plus, he's extremely hot." She said wickedly.
"OH you didn't mention this to me. DETAILS WOMAN!"
"Well he's about 6'1", blonde messy hair, and the most amazing blue eyes you have ever seen, and he built quit nicely."
"Sounds good, well as long as your ok I'm gonna go get some coffee, wanna come?" she said.
"No thanks but you can bring me back a cup if you want."
"Sure thing babe." And she was off.
All of a sudden the phone rang. "Hello."
"Hey Rory, its Tristan."
"Oh hi Trist. what's up?"
"nothing just wanted to call see how you were, if you did something that I think you did."
"Tristan what are you talking about, come on be honest, if you even want a chance at this thing we're slowly venturing into."
"OK" he sighed "did you dump bagboy?" he sounded very egeer, and hopeful, but she knew he was smirking all the same, it just never seemed to leave his face.
"Yea I dumped bag- Dean, and he didn't take it all to well, wait a minute how did you get this number?"
"I'm sorry. Oh I'd tell you but then I'd have to kill you." DING DONG
"Trist. hold on a sec. I have to get the door," she said getting up.
"Well its fine I'll talk to you later. Bye baby" he said. Before she got a chance to respond in away to that he hung up. She slowly went to the door not wanting company, when she opened the door Tristan was standing there leaning against the door post.
"Hey, what are you doing here, and how do you know where I live?"
"I know a lot of things, and I wanted to see you." he said leaning down to give her a kiss, which she happily recived. "Are you ok?" he said looking down at her crushed face.
"He was just so mean to me, and it wasn't fair, it wasn't all my fault he did have some part in us. He knew just as well as I did it was dying, and he made me cry to top it off, I was the one dumping him and I was crying." She said as a tear escaped her lids and rolled down her cheek. Tristan couldn't watch her cry, and be in that much pain, so he pulled her towards him and wraped his arms around her waist, as he put her head against his shoulder. He instincatavly began stroking her hair, he'd been through this before, but he never actually cared about the person that was crying in his arms, and it felt good. They were standing in the hall hugging when Dean came in.
"Rory.I wanted to." he trialed of at the site of Rory with the guy who tried to pick a fight with him at a dance once. "What is he doing here?"
"What's it to you?" Tristan snapped stepping in front of Rory as to protect her from all the pain this loser caused her.
"Was I actually talking to you?" Dean barked back.
"Listen bagboy get out of Rory's house, she doesn't want you so back off, your chance is up foo, out."
"Is that what you think Rory?" He asked as she meekly looked around Tristan's back.
"Yea," she replied "I think you need to leave." She didn't dare look at his face she knew what was on it rage, anger, jelousy, and worst of all pain.
"Fine," he spat and walked out the door, slamming it behind him. Rory started crying again, she couldn't help it they had a good relationship and now it was over, but she wasn't crying because of that but because she thought shed feel something more when they broke up, and well she didn't."
"Rory, I'm sorry." Tristan wisperd slowly drying her tears with the pad of his thumb, "I'm so sorry."
"Please don't be, you made me see what I should have seen a while ago, I should be thanking you, while you're here apologizing." She smiled softly lifting her head for his kiss. From the stero the lyrics of song ran through them.
§¤§ hey yea will I close my eyes will I hold my breath will I wanna cry will our souls connect? I've been thinking about it when I go to bed at night I wonder wonder
will you hold my hand will you speak a vow will the stars be shining in the sky above will it be your love I've been dreaming of for so long holding on
Our first kiss wont be the last Our loves too deep to end that fast and good things come to those who have to wait I belive it's only time that keeps us from the thing divine, and when it's here you know I'm gonna say wait on my lips§¤§
