*Hey! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but it's hard to write b/c of damn writers block a lot.

*Rory just told Tristan to leave her alone while she went to drink with Matt…

At the Party

'Woo Hoo!' Screamed Rory as she just finished her 7th shot glass with Matt and his friends. 'Matt' Rory couldn't even talk because she was laughing so hard. 'Matt…I need to find the…uh what's it called? Oh yea! The bathroom!' Rory stumbled over her words. Matt just nodded to his friends and left with Rory, putting his hands on her hips to steady her…not that it would help much because he couldn't walk very straight also. When Rory told Tristan to leave her alone, he left, but kept a watchful eye on her while hanging out with some of his other friends.

'Come on Rory…hehe, just walk up the steps.' Matt laughed with Rory like they were sharing an inside joke. Tristan saw them walk into the house together, both very drunk, and went after them.

'I'm coming…hold on!' Rory and Matt were holding on to each other while stumbling up the stairs. They finally reached the second floor but saw what has got to be the longest bathroom line in the world to them. They both looked at each other, knowing that they wouldn't last in the line if they waited. Since Matt knew of other bathrooms, he maneuvered Rory into a bedroom that had its own bathroom…the master room. Tristan followed them both upstairs and saw them disappear into a bedroom. He didn't like the looks of that.

'Matt where are we?' Rory asked, even though she was very drunk, she knew she was in a bedroom, with Matt.

'You said you needed to go, and the line was to long outside so I brought you to the empty one.' Explained Matt. 'O.' Was all she could say. After going to the bathroom and fixing herself in the mirror, she came out to see Matt sitting on the bed. Rory sobered up a little bit while in the bathroom, but not enough.

'Ready to go back to the party?' Rory asked and glanced at the clock. It read 10 o'clock. She hadn't only been here two hours and she was wasted!

'Actually I thought we could just stay up here for a while, you know, get to know each other.' Matt stood up and lightly put his hands on her waist, dragging her back to a sitting position on the bed. Rory just sat there facing him, his hands still positioned on her hips, and stared questionly at his face. Matt lowered his lips to hers, and kissed her. She actually responded, but just thought it was going to be a little kissing tonight. He greedily kissed her and lowered her down on the bed, lying on top of her. She didn't try and fight back until she felt his hands going up her skirt. Rory tried to push him off her, but he was much stronger then her. She pulled away while telling him to stop, he didn't. He ripped her top of and was forcing himself onto her, basically trying to rape her…that was what ran through Rory's mind.

'Matt! Get off of me!' screamed Rory. No one in the hall would have heard her scream because they were all to busy partying. But Tristan heard because he was waiting outside the door making sure nothing did happen. When he heard her yell, he barged into the room, slamming the door when he walked in. He couldn't believe what he saw.

'Get the hell off of her! When she saws no, she means it!' Tristan pulled Matt up by grabbing the back of his shirt and throwing him against the wall. Still no one outside had a clue as to what was and going to happen in the room. Matt looked at Tristan, and lunged for his stomach and knocked him onto the bed punching him. Rory was already in the corner on the far side trying to hide from Matt. She saw Tristan throw Matt off of him and started to punch him also. Pretty soon it was like watching WWF. Rory screamed at them both to stop it, and finally after a few minutes of pleading, they both stopped. Matt just warned Tristan to be careful, and walked out of the room badly bruised and slammed the door on his way out.

Rory ran over to where Tristan was huddled on the ground in front of the bed. 'Tristan? Tristan, are you ok?' Sobbed Rory. Tristan raised his head and looked her straight in the eye. His face was expressionless, she couldn't tell what he was thinking or feeling. 'I knew what he was capable of Ror. I knew his motives was to get innocent girls like you drunk, and take advantage of the situation. I knew I should have just taken you away from the beginning of the night when we saw Matt…' Tristan looked so sad and his eyes were watered, but he held back the small tears. Rory, who crouched in front of him, just wrapped her arms around him tightly, while he hugged her back.

'It wasn't your fault Tris' Rory couldn't even finish before he cut in. 'Like hell it was! I should have pulled you away, I should have…I don't know, but I should have done something.' Screamed/cried Tristan.

'No Tristan. It was my fault because I let myself drink to much tonight, and I acted stupid. I know what kind of guy Matt and his friends are, and I should have just stayed with you tonight. I was so stupid and I'm sorry.' Rory was now hysterically crying onto Tristan's shoulders. 'Baby, Shhh it's ok. Lets just agree that it was both our faults. I wont let any hurt you any more.' 'Really?' She asked looking into his eyes. 'Really. Now lets get out of here. By now, it was like 10:30. They both walked out of the house unnoticed, towards Tristan's car.

In his car 10:30

They both sit there on the side of the road, thinking of the scene that just took place. Tristan finally speaks. 'Do you want me to take you home or what?' He started up the car, and was now driving down the road. 'I don't want to go home just yet, I don't want my mom to see me like this.' 'We could go back to my place, which is like five minutes from here, and you could get cleaned up. 'Sure ok.' Five minutes later, they are in his foyer at the house. They both were so caught up in their own thoughts that they didn't realize that Rory forgot to grab her shirt from the room, and was just in her bra and skirt. Rory looked away embarrassed while Tristan grabbed her elbow lightly, leading upstairs to his bedroom for a t-shirt.

'Here. I think this will fit you.' Tristan handed Rory and Chilton spirit wear white t-shirt and black Nike sports shorts. 'Thanks.' Was all she said while she pulled it over her head.

'Where's your bathroom? I need to get cleaned up.' Tristan walked out into the hallway and opened a door to the bathroom and turned on the lights. They both just stood there, looking into the mirror seeing what damage has been done. Rory noticed that her wrists were slightly turning purple by Matt gripping them to keep her from moving on the bed. Tristan had a split lip, a bruised eye, and dried blood from his nose. After they were done, they decided to go downstairs and watch a movie…Rory's choice of course.

11 o'clock

'So what do you want to watch. We have tv, movies, old and new, it's up to you Ror.' 'Hmm lets see what you have. O I got it!' Rory had her first smile of the night since the Matt incident. Tristan couldn't help but love it, but groaned when he saw her holding up Never Been Kissed, how it got in there, he didn't know. 'Fine we'll watch it.' Tristan groaned and they both sat underneath a shared blanket, in each other's arms, with drinks and popcorn. Even though it been like an hour from the 'attack', Rory hasn't felt safe…which she wouldn't for a few days, but always felt like she knew that Tristan would never hurt her.

By the time the movie was over at 12:50, they were both dead tired, and couldn't even see straight, let alone drive 45 minutes to Rory's and back again. So Rory went to call her mom. 'Mom.' 'Rory darling! How was your evening?' Lorelai said with a southern accent. 'Well Tristan and I left the party a little early, and went back to his house and watched Never Been Kissed.' 'O I love that teacher guy! Never could remember his name though…' 'Well anyways mom, the movie just ended and we both are so tired to even walk and he said that I could just stay in one of the spare bedrooms here.' She hoped her mom would go for it. Lorelai thought for a few minutes, before talking. 'Ok, you can stay, but call me when you get up tomorrow; I have to be at the Inn all day anyways. Love you hun.' 'Love ya to mom.' Then they both hung up. Rory turned back to Tristan who was folding up the blanket, and told him the she could spend the night.

A/N-It's like 2 AM right now, and if I could write more, I would, but I cant lol        The next chapter will be up like tomorrow also, so I don't have to keep you hanging.

R/R!!!