hola. im doing really bad with the updates. sorry. things r just really
hectic around my house. we had a huge going away party for my sister
yesterday and i couldn't get to the computer. sadly im absolutely
positive that there is only one chapter after this one, and it will
probably be posted later today. tears.
oh, and i totally forgot to spell check my last entry , so its reposted.
i didn't change anything though. sorry if that got annoying.
***
disclaimer: Gilmore Girls isn't mine, if it was, tristan would so totally
be on the show. (or actually at my house in person instead of thumb-tacked
to my wall in picture form)
***
chapter 22: Late Night Talk
***
Two pairs of blue eyes widened at Tristan's suggestion.
"What did you just say?" Lorelai asked. "Because I thought you
asked if Rory could live with her grandparents."
"Um, yah," Tristan replied.
"Rory, live with her grandparents? Tristan, they live over
seven hundred miles away! Did that drive make you temporarily insane?"
Lorelai continued.
"Think about it Lorelai," he said. "Rory ran away from this
town to be in Hartford. Wouldn't it solve everyone's problems if she
just lived with her grandparents?" he asked, pleading with his eyes.
"Absolutely not! She has to be here, with her mother," Lorelai
said defensively.
"Hello? Have you two forgotten that I am sitting right here?"
Rory asked.
"What do you want Rory?" Tristan asked.
"I don't know," she said.
"Of course you don't know, you're a kid!" Lorelai exclaimed.
"I'm not a kid Mom. If you forgot I'm going to be eighteen in
a few months. I'm capable of making my own decisions," Rory protested.
"Fine. Do what you want. Whatever," Lorelai said, getting up from
the table so fast it caused her chair to flip over. Several seconds later
they heard her bedroom door slam.
"Tristan? Why did you say that?" Rory asked.
"Isn't it what you want? To be back in Connecticut, the place
you love? Everything you want is right there Mare. Everything. You talk
about how homesick you are and how you don't know anyone here. If you
moved in with your grandparents you could attend Chilton. I'd see you
every day. We'd be together."
Rory looked at him wistfully. "I know. It would be perfect in
a perfect world, but things are more complicated than that."
"They don't have to be," he said quietly.
"But they are. Come on, you should go to bed, you've got an
early flight tomorrow," Rory said. The tone in her voice signaled that
the conversation was very over.
*****
Rory found her mother in the living room flipping through
magazines later that night.
"Mom," Rory said softly as she entered the room.
Lorelai looked up and patted a spot on the sofa next to her.
"Is Tristan asleep?" Lorelai asked.
"Yah."
She sat down but didn't say anything for a few minutes. The
two sat in an awkward silence.
"You want to talk to me about what Tristan said earlier, don't
you?" Lorelai asked.
Rory nodded. "It's just that I'm so unhappy here Mom. I was
fine when Tristan went to school with me, but now, I just can't bear it.
At Chilton I used to like eating alone, just sitting there with a good
book. But at least I knew people there. You know? Now I'm just lonely.
And I can't even concentrate on my work because I miss Tristan so much."
Lorelai looked at her daughter and saw the pain in her eyes.
"I just don't want to leave you here all alone," Rory said.
"That's the only thing that's stopping me from asking if I could move."
"I'm busy with the inn honey, I'd be fine. Really."
"Really? So you would let me go?" Rory's eyes started to fill
with hope.
"I'll call your grandparents in the morning," she said.
Rory gave her a big hug and a kiss and then went to bed. That
night Lorelai sat for hours in the living room, thinking about how
hard it would be for her without Rory around.
***
a/n: sorry for the short chapter, i just kinda had to end it here.
hectic around my house. we had a huge going away party for my sister
yesterday and i couldn't get to the computer. sadly im absolutely
positive that there is only one chapter after this one, and it will
probably be posted later today. tears.
oh, and i totally forgot to spell check my last entry , so its reposted.
i didn't change anything though. sorry if that got annoying.
***
disclaimer: Gilmore Girls isn't mine, if it was, tristan would so totally
be on the show. (or actually at my house in person instead of thumb-tacked
to my wall in picture form)
***
chapter 22: Late Night Talk
***
Two pairs of blue eyes widened at Tristan's suggestion.
"What did you just say?" Lorelai asked. "Because I thought you
asked if Rory could live with her grandparents."
"Um, yah," Tristan replied.
"Rory, live with her grandparents? Tristan, they live over
seven hundred miles away! Did that drive make you temporarily insane?"
Lorelai continued.
"Think about it Lorelai," he said. "Rory ran away from this
town to be in Hartford. Wouldn't it solve everyone's problems if she
just lived with her grandparents?" he asked, pleading with his eyes.
"Absolutely not! She has to be here, with her mother," Lorelai
said defensively.
"Hello? Have you two forgotten that I am sitting right here?"
Rory asked.
"What do you want Rory?" Tristan asked.
"I don't know," she said.
"Of course you don't know, you're a kid!" Lorelai exclaimed.
"I'm not a kid Mom. If you forgot I'm going to be eighteen in
a few months. I'm capable of making my own decisions," Rory protested.
"Fine. Do what you want. Whatever," Lorelai said, getting up from
the table so fast it caused her chair to flip over. Several seconds later
they heard her bedroom door slam.
"Tristan? Why did you say that?" Rory asked.
"Isn't it what you want? To be back in Connecticut, the place
you love? Everything you want is right there Mare. Everything. You talk
about how homesick you are and how you don't know anyone here. If you
moved in with your grandparents you could attend Chilton. I'd see you
every day. We'd be together."
Rory looked at him wistfully. "I know. It would be perfect in
a perfect world, but things are more complicated than that."
"They don't have to be," he said quietly.
"But they are. Come on, you should go to bed, you've got an
early flight tomorrow," Rory said. The tone in her voice signaled that
the conversation was very over.
*****
Rory found her mother in the living room flipping through
magazines later that night.
"Mom," Rory said softly as she entered the room.
Lorelai looked up and patted a spot on the sofa next to her.
"Is Tristan asleep?" Lorelai asked.
"Yah."
She sat down but didn't say anything for a few minutes. The
two sat in an awkward silence.
"You want to talk to me about what Tristan said earlier, don't
you?" Lorelai asked.
Rory nodded. "It's just that I'm so unhappy here Mom. I was
fine when Tristan went to school with me, but now, I just can't bear it.
At Chilton I used to like eating alone, just sitting there with a good
book. But at least I knew people there. You know? Now I'm just lonely.
And I can't even concentrate on my work because I miss Tristan so much."
Lorelai looked at her daughter and saw the pain in her eyes.
"I just don't want to leave you here all alone," Rory said.
"That's the only thing that's stopping me from asking if I could move."
"I'm busy with the inn honey, I'd be fine. Really."
"Really? So you would let me go?" Rory's eyes started to fill
with hope.
"I'll call your grandparents in the morning," she said.
Rory gave her a big hug and a kiss and then went to bed. That
night Lorelai sat for hours in the living room, thinking about how
hard it would be for her without Rory around.
***
a/n: sorry for the short chapter, i just kinda had to end it here.
