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Tristan Scooped Rory up and carried her to his car. He slowly began driving her back to Stars Hollow. He looked at her during the brief moments he could take his eyes off the road without crashing. She sat slumped against the car door, crying steady stems of tears. She was completely silent. Tristan had never seen someone cry so quietly and was not sure how she managed it. He pulled into her driveway and her mother rushed out. The woman must have had some sort of sixth sense or she had to been watching though the window. When Rory saw her mother she jumped out of the car and ran into her mothers arms. Lorelai's shirt soon became wet with Rory's tears. Lorelai realized that the man who had driven Rory home was still sitting there watching them. She mouthed "Thank you" too him.
Tristan took this as his hint to leave and pulled out of the drive way. The drive home tormented him knowing that Rory was in so much pain. He wanted to hold her as she cried and tell her everything was going to be ok but he knew that she wouldn't let him hear her. He didn't deserve for her to anyway. All he wanted was for her to love him like she had loved Dean.
Rory was lying on her bed now. All cried out. She stared at the
ceiling lost in thought. She hated herself for not thinking about Dean
but Tristan blue eyes were all she could see. She wanted him to hold
her and to tell her that everything was going to be ok, but she knew
that he cared more for his flavor of the week than for her. She lay on
her bed for hours just thinking about how safe she had felt in
Tristan's arms. She needed some one to hold her and the only one who
ever held her was gone.
Rory drifted to sleep about an hour after she had plopped herself on her bed. When she woke in the morning she was determined that what had happened would not hold her or her grades back. She dressed for school and was getting ready to leave when Lorelai stopped her.
"Where are you going hun?" Lorelai asked knowing the answer.
"Mom it's a school day."
"Ror. Just stay home today sweetie."
"I can't miss school! I can be sad at home!!"
Rory hugged her mother then walked out the door and to the bus stop.
School was a distraction for Rory and she got through her first two classes fine. Third hour as she was opening her book a Picture of Dean and her fell out. She had forgotten she had put the picture there. In the picture he had his arms around her. They were both smiling. She was looking at the camera and he was looking at her. God she missed him. The tears she had been so sure would not come, came streaming down her cheeks.
Tristan looked up from the book he was pretending to look and saw her crying. He came to her and whispered "It will be OK." in her ear. She looked up and him with an indescribable look on her face. Rory collapsed on her desk and Tristan once again picked her up in his arms. He carried her out to the hall and sank to the ground still holding her. She buried her head in his shoulder and clung to him. They sat like that oblivious to the rest of the world. They didn't even notice when the bell rang and the people flooded the hall. Tristan however did realize (after a long while) that they could not remain in the hall. Still carrying her he walked to his car.
He drove to his house knowing that it would be empty. He knew Rory needed a place to just think and to not be bothered, and now he knew she needed to be held. They sat on his living room couch, him looking at her and her burying her head into his shoulder. Soon she fell asleep. The rhythmic sounds of her breathing soon knocked Tristan out as well. Neither woke till they herd Tristan's mother yelling.
"Tristan Michael DuGrey!! What in the name of all that's holy are you doing here?!?!"
"What?" was all the half asleep boy could say.
"Who is that?!?" The anger in her voice was unmistakable.
"Um.Mother this is my.uh.friend Rory."
"Friend?"
"Yeah ma it's a long story she just needed to be somewhere but school and I just needed to help her."
"Needed?"
"Yeah needed."
"Is this that same girl that you kept writing your brother Corban about while you were at 'that military place'?" she said obviously disliking having to bring up Tristan's stay in South Dakota.
"Uh I didn't know you were aware of my writing Corban."
"My boy there is little I don't know."
"Oh. Well then yeah this is the girl. If you read the letters you have herd what I have to say about her and I need not explain the confessions I made to Corban."
"Oh Tristan son. You are far too young to be thinking of such deep thoughts of love. You are still a baby."
"Hardly. Military school will turn you into a man in nothing flat."
"Well I guess it would." Her reply was quick further showing her dislike for the direction the subject had changed to. "Anyway I would get her out of here before your father is home or tonight won't end happily."
Tristan looked down at Rory who appeared to be asleep. She had done a good job of pretending because when Tristan "woke her up" he never suspected she had herd his whole conversation with his mother.
Good? Bad? Useless? Tell me!!!
DRIFT AWAY
Tristan Scooped Rory up and carried her to his car. He slowly began driving her back to Stars Hollow. He looked at her during the brief moments he could take his eyes off the road without crashing. She sat slumped against the car door, crying steady stems of tears. She was completely silent. Tristan had never seen someone cry so quietly and was not sure how she managed it. He pulled into her driveway and her mother rushed out. The woman must have had some sort of sixth sense or she had to been watching though the window. When Rory saw her mother she jumped out of the car and ran into her mothers arms. Lorelai's shirt soon became wet with Rory's tears. Lorelai realized that the man who had driven Rory home was still sitting there watching them. She mouthed "Thank you" too him.
Tristan took this as his hint to leave and pulled out of the drive way. The drive home tormented him knowing that Rory was in so much pain. He wanted to hold her as she cried and tell her everything was going to be ok but he knew that she wouldn't let him hear her. He didn't deserve for her to anyway. All he wanted was for her to love him like she had loved Dean.
Rory was lying on her bed now. All cried out. She stared at the
ceiling lost in thought. She hated herself for not thinking about Dean
but Tristan blue eyes were all she could see. She wanted him to hold
her and to tell her that everything was going to be ok, but she knew
that he cared more for his flavor of the week than for her. She lay on
her bed for hours just thinking about how safe she had felt in
Tristan's arms. She needed some one to hold her and the only one who
ever held her was gone.
Rory drifted to sleep about an hour after she had plopped herself on her bed. When she woke in the morning she was determined that what had happened would not hold her or her grades back. She dressed for school and was getting ready to leave when Lorelai stopped her.
"Where are you going hun?" Lorelai asked knowing the answer.
"Mom it's a school day."
"Ror. Just stay home today sweetie."
"I can't miss school! I can be sad at home!!"
Rory hugged her mother then walked out the door and to the bus stop.
School was a distraction for Rory and she got through her first two classes fine. Third hour as she was opening her book a Picture of Dean and her fell out. She had forgotten she had put the picture there. In the picture he had his arms around her. They were both smiling. She was looking at the camera and he was looking at her. God she missed him. The tears she had been so sure would not come, came streaming down her cheeks.
Tristan looked up from the book he was pretending to look and saw her crying. He came to her and whispered "It will be OK." in her ear. She looked up and him with an indescribable look on her face. Rory collapsed on her desk and Tristan once again picked her up in his arms. He carried her out to the hall and sank to the ground still holding her. She buried her head in his shoulder and clung to him. They sat like that oblivious to the rest of the world. They didn't even notice when the bell rang and the people flooded the hall. Tristan however did realize (after a long while) that they could not remain in the hall. Still carrying her he walked to his car.
He drove to his house knowing that it would be empty. He knew Rory needed a place to just think and to not be bothered, and now he knew she needed to be held. They sat on his living room couch, him looking at her and her burying her head into his shoulder. Soon she fell asleep. The rhythmic sounds of her breathing soon knocked Tristan out as well. Neither woke till they herd Tristan's mother yelling.
"Tristan Michael DuGrey!! What in the name of all that's holy are you doing here?!?!"
"What?" was all the half asleep boy could say.
"Who is that?!?" The anger in her voice was unmistakable.
"Um.Mother this is my.uh.friend Rory."
"Friend?"
"Yeah ma it's a long story she just needed to be somewhere but school and I just needed to help her."
"Needed?"
"Yeah needed."
"Is this that same girl that you kept writing your brother Corban about while you were at 'that military place'?" she said obviously disliking having to bring up Tristan's stay in South Dakota.
"Uh I didn't know you were aware of my writing Corban."
"My boy there is little I don't know."
"Oh. Well then yeah this is the girl. If you read the letters you have herd what I have to say about her and I need not explain the confessions I made to Corban."
"Oh Tristan son. You are far too young to be thinking of such deep thoughts of love. You are still a baby."
"Hardly. Military school will turn you into a man in nothing flat."
"Well I guess it would." Her reply was quick further showing her dislike for the direction the subject had changed to. "Anyway I would get her out of here before your father is home or tonight won't end happily."
Tristan looked down at Rory who appeared to be asleep. She had done a good job of pretending because when Tristan "woke her up" he never suspected she had herd his whole conversation with his mother.
Good? Bad? Useless? Tell me!!!
DRIFT AWAY
