another chapter! woo hoo! i'm sorry to say that i don't think this story
will go more than 20 chapters. i think there might be maybe three or
four after this one. but, you never know, if u keep reviewing, i might
be able to squeeze out a few more.
***
disclaimer: as i have said in all 16 chapters, i don't own gilmore girls
***
Chapter 17: Recieving Capitol Punishment
***
When Tristan arrived back in class, Rory immediately knew
something was wrong. She could see it in his eyes.
Tristan walked up to the teacher. "Can I talk to Rory outside
a minute?" he asked.
"Do it after class Mr. Dugrey. This is not social time."
"Please Mr. Remmy. I'm begging you, its an emergency."
Mr. Remmy looked at Tristan, noting that Tristan did look upset.
"Fine. Five minutes," he said, pointing to the hall.
Tristan beckoned for Rory to follow him, and they went into
the deserted hallway.
"What's wrong Tris," she asked, her blue eyes full of worry.
"My father was here, Mare." he answered.
"Jeez, no wonder you look like you've seen a ghost. So what
did he want?"
Tristan looked down at his shoes, not wanting to face her when
she found out the news. "You're not going to like it."
"What?" she asked, lifting his face so she could see his eyes.
"He's sending me back to Hartford."
Rory drew in a sharp breath. "No, Tristan he can't. You're here.
This is your home. You're going to be eighteen in a few months, he can't
make you go!"
"Unfortunately he can. God Mary, I'm so sorry," he said, sliding
down onto a sitting position on the floor, his back against a row of
lockers.
"Oh Tris, are you sure you can't get out of it?" she said
quietly, kneeling down beside him.
"He's already made all the arrangements. I'm supposed to return
to Chilton to 'spend the remainder of my senior year with my friends,'"
he quoted. "But my father doesn't understand that my friends are here.
You are here," he said.
"What am I going to do without you Tris?" Rory asked, her eyes
filling with tears.
"I'm so sorry Mary. Dammit!" he punched a locker with his fist.
"I told you I wasn't going to hurt you again and now look at you, I'm
making you cry."
Mr. Remmy opened the door to tell them to stop making noise and
come inside, but when he saw Tristan crumpled up on the floor with Rory
crying beside him he figured it was best to just let them be for a
while.
"Tristan, this isn't your fault," Rory said, wiping her eyes.
"You're not the one who chose to go. Your father chose for you."
Tristan looked at her beautiful blue eyes and leaned his head
back against the wall. "I don't think I can make it back there Rory,"
he said, the seriousness of the situation causing him to use her real
name. "God, the only thing that got me through two years of Chilton
was you. If you hadn't of showed up when you did, God only knows what
would have happened. I just don't think I can do it again."
Rory just sat there looking miserable. Tristan continued.
"You know, I've changed so much since I left there. Military school
taught me that those assholes that helped me break into the safe aren't
my friends, they did nothing for me. And you, jeez, you've changed the
way I look at everything. I can't go back to those stupid parties and
the stupid country club. All those people are just rich people with a
head full of air, and I don't think I can handle facing them all again."
"When do you have to leave?" Rory asked softly.
"First thing tomorrow morning. I only have enough time to go
home tonight and pack up my stuff. I can't even believe this is happening."
The bell rang and all around the hall classroom doors were being
opened and people were crowding the hallway.
"Tristan, I really don't think I can handle this place any more
today. Can we just get out of here?" she asked.
"Yah, let's go." Tristan helped her up, and they left the school
without anyone trying to stop them.
*****
Lorelai pulled in the driveway in a hurry. She had just run
home from the inn for a second to grab some paperwork she had forgot
at home. She was surprised to find Tristan's car in the driveway considering
it was barely 1:30 and school didn't get out until after 4:00.
"Rory?" Lorelai called as she entered the house.
"In here Mom," Rory called from the living room.
Lorelai found them cuddling on the couch. "Um, not to sound all
mean Mother-ly and all, but why aren't you two at school? You do know
its a-" she stopped short when she saw how upset Tristan was and that
Rory's eyes were full of tears. There was a wet spot on Tristan's chest
that Lorelai assumed was from Rory crying on him.
"What happened?" she asked, taking a seat on the coffee table.
"My Dad's moving me back to Hartford tomorrow," Tristan
replied."
Lorelai was stunned. "You're joking," she said.
Rory and Tristan both shook their heads.
"My God," Lorelai whispered. "I'm so sorry."
"You know, I hate to say this, but I really need to get home
to start packing my stuff up. I'll come by later, okay Mary?" Tristan
said, reluctantly getting off the couch.
"Come to dinner," she said.
"I'll be here. Bye," he kissed her forehead softly.
"Bye."
"Moving back to Hartford?" Lorelai said. "Talk about brutal."
"Yah, and the thing is, Tristan's dad thinks he's doing his
son some huge favor and that he's ending the punishment."
"Punishment?"
"For breaking into the safe."
"The way I see it, sending him back to Hartford is more like
getting Capitol Punishment than getting sprung from 'jail.' God, I feel
sorry for him. He has to re-enter the world of snobbery. This sucks,"
Lorelai said, feeling sorry for not only Rory, but also herself because
ever since Tristan and Rory had become friends here in North Carolina
Tristan had been over every day, making him like Lorelai's son.
"You have no idea how much," Rory replied, wondering how she
would make it without Tristan.
will go more than 20 chapters. i think there might be maybe three or
four after this one. but, you never know, if u keep reviewing, i might
be able to squeeze out a few more.
***
disclaimer: as i have said in all 16 chapters, i don't own gilmore girls
***
Chapter 17: Recieving Capitol Punishment
***
When Tristan arrived back in class, Rory immediately knew
something was wrong. She could see it in his eyes.
Tristan walked up to the teacher. "Can I talk to Rory outside
a minute?" he asked.
"Do it after class Mr. Dugrey. This is not social time."
"Please Mr. Remmy. I'm begging you, its an emergency."
Mr. Remmy looked at Tristan, noting that Tristan did look upset.
"Fine. Five minutes," he said, pointing to the hall.
Tristan beckoned for Rory to follow him, and they went into
the deserted hallway.
"What's wrong Tris," she asked, her blue eyes full of worry.
"My father was here, Mare." he answered.
"Jeez, no wonder you look like you've seen a ghost. So what
did he want?"
Tristan looked down at his shoes, not wanting to face her when
she found out the news. "You're not going to like it."
"What?" she asked, lifting his face so she could see his eyes.
"He's sending me back to Hartford."
Rory drew in a sharp breath. "No, Tristan he can't. You're here.
This is your home. You're going to be eighteen in a few months, he can't
make you go!"
"Unfortunately he can. God Mary, I'm so sorry," he said, sliding
down onto a sitting position on the floor, his back against a row of
lockers.
"Oh Tris, are you sure you can't get out of it?" she said
quietly, kneeling down beside him.
"He's already made all the arrangements. I'm supposed to return
to Chilton to 'spend the remainder of my senior year with my friends,'"
he quoted. "But my father doesn't understand that my friends are here.
You are here," he said.
"What am I going to do without you Tris?" Rory asked, her eyes
filling with tears.
"I'm so sorry Mary. Dammit!" he punched a locker with his fist.
"I told you I wasn't going to hurt you again and now look at you, I'm
making you cry."
Mr. Remmy opened the door to tell them to stop making noise and
come inside, but when he saw Tristan crumpled up on the floor with Rory
crying beside him he figured it was best to just let them be for a
while.
"Tristan, this isn't your fault," Rory said, wiping her eyes.
"You're not the one who chose to go. Your father chose for you."
Tristan looked at her beautiful blue eyes and leaned his head
back against the wall. "I don't think I can make it back there Rory,"
he said, the seriousness of the situation causing him to use her real
name. "God, the only thing that got me through two years of Chilton
was you. If you hadn't of showed up when you did, God only knows what
would have happened. I just don't think I can do it again."
Rory just sat there looking miserable. Tristan continued.
"You know, I've changed so much since I left there. Military school
taught me that those assholes that helped me break into the safe aren't
my friends, they did nothing for me. And you, jeez, you've changed the
way I look at everything. I can't go back to those stupid parties and
the stupid country club. All those people are just rich people with a
head full of air, and I don't think I can handle facing them all again."
"When do you have to leave?" Rory asked softly.
"First thing tomorrow morning. I only have enough time to go
home tonight and pack up my stuff. I can't even believe this is happening."
The bell rang and all around the hall classroom doors were being
opened and people were crowding the hallway.
"Tristan, I really don't think I can handle this place any more
today. Can we just get out of here?" she asked.
"Yah, let's go." Tristan helped her up, and they left the school
without anyone trying to stop them.
*****
Lorelai pulled in the driveway in a hurry. She had just run
home from the inn for a second to grab some paperwork she had forgot
at home. She was surprised to find Tristan's car in the driveway considering
it was barely 1:30 and school didn't get out until after 4:00.
"Rory?" Lorelai called as she entered the house.
"In here Mom," Rory called from the living room.
Lorelai found them cuddling on the couch. "Um, not to sound all
mean Mother-ly and all, but why aren't you two at school? You do know
its a-" she stopped short when she saw how upset Tristan was and that
Rory's eyes were full of tears. There was a wet spot on Tristan's chest
that Lorelai assumed was from Rory crying on him.
"What happened?" she asked, taking a seat on the coffee table.
"My Dad's moving me back to Hartford tomorrow," Tristan
replied."
Lorelai was stunned. "You're joking," she said.
Rory and Tristan both shook their heads.
"My God," Lorelai whispered. "I'm so sorry."
"You know, I hate to say this, but I really need to get home
to start packing my stuff up. I'll come by later, okay Mary?" Tristan
said, reluctantly getting off the couch.
"Come to dinner," she said.
"I'll be here. Bye," he kissed her forehead softly.
"Bye."
"Moving back to Hartford?" Lorelai said. "Talk about brutal."
"Yah, and the thing is, Tristan's dad thinks he's doing his
son some huge favor and that he's ending the punishment."
"Punishment?"
"For breaking into the safe."
"The way I see it, sending him back to Hartford is more like
getting Capitol Punishment than getting sprung from 'jail.' God, I feel
sorry for him. He has to re-enter the world of snobbery. This sucks,"
Lorelai said, feeling sorry for not only Rory, but also herself because
ever since Tristan and Rory had become friends here in North Carolina
Tristan had been over every day, making him like Lorelai's son.
"You have no idea how much," Rory replied, wondering how she
would make it without Tristan.
