A/N: Everyone thanks for the reviews, and nature-girlie that's not quite
what happens. Good guess though, I didn't even think of doing that.
Hmmp.. Nice, that would have been good. Anyways, thanks for the reviews.
Like I said before this story is coming to an end soon.. I just don't know
how soon. So I hope you all enjoy this chapter.
*~Oddmoonbi~*
What The Heart Wants 31
Usual Disclaimers Apply
*** Everybody's talking
But they don't say a thing
They look at me with sad eyes
But I don't want the sympathy
Its cool you didn't want me
Sometimes you can't go back
But why'd you have to go and make a mess like that
Well I just have to say
Before I let go
Have you ever been low?
Have you ever had a friend that let you down so?
When the truth came out
Were you the last to know?
Were you left out in the cold?
What you did was low ***
Rory was sitting on her couch across from Tristan. He was still wrapped in the blanket, but Rory didn't care. She could feel tears beginning to flood her eyes. What he had just told her, confessed to her made her want to scream. But instead she just sat there and stared at him.
Tristan adjusted himself on the couch. He didn't mean to hurt her; he didn't really have an excuse. But he knew he had to do or tell her something. But after telling her that, he wasn't sure what needed to be said. So instead he just stared at her coffee table, playing things back in his mind. Hoping he could figure something out, maybe a counter attack. But he knew deep down there was no counter attack, it was all his fault.
Rory moved her gaze from him to something on the wall. She couldn't look at him anymore. She started thinking of what had just happened within that hour or so. She didn't to want but it just pushed its way into her mind.
***FlashBack***
An Hour Before.
Tristan and Rory were sitting on the couch, both drinking their coffee. Rory set her cup down and looked up at Tristan with a smile on her face.
Rory: So what's up? How you been?
Tristan looked at her, and then set his cup down also.
Tristan: I've been good, thanks. But I've got something I really need to tell you.
All of a sudden a knot formed in Rory's stomach.
R: Um. ok. Shoot.
T: Well I've been feeling guilty for freaking on you about not telling me about Jess.
Rory nodded her head.
T: The reason is because; I was seeing another girl when I was with you.
To Rory all time stopped, her mouth dropped open. She didn't have any feelings for Tristan, she knew that. But the fact that she had at one time, and that he had told her that he loved her. That hurt. She slowly closed her mouth and looked away from him trying to comprehend what he just said. "Seeing another girl..." It wasn't clicking and she knew it wasn't.
T: Rory.
Tristan reached over to Rory's hand, but she jumped up off the couch with one hand on her forehead. She paced over to the door of her kitchen. "Why won't it click?" She kept asking herself, but what he just said seemed like a broken record in her head. Finally she walked back to the side of the couch.
R: Are you serious? Seeing another girl?
Tristan just nodded his head, he then stood also.
T: Rory I let me expl-
R: Let you explain? I thought you loved me?
T: I did Rory, I do.
R: Then...Ughhh...
She threw her hands in the air. No words would come out to back her up. She turned on her heels and headed to her door.
R: I'm going to get your clothes I'll be right back.
She walked out the door, slamming it behind her.
***EndFlashback***
Rory was now standing again. Tristan stood also and walked over to her. He had changed back into his dry clothes.
T: I guess I should go now.
Rory just stared out her window. The rain made her tears want to fall even more.
T: Ok well.. You got my number so I'll-
Rory cut him off by glaring at him. It seemed as if she was shooting daggers from her eyes into his. Her normal joyful, excited blue eyes were now full of nothing but coldness and pain.
R: Your number, your number?
Rory looked back towards the window and forced out a laugh. Then she looked back at him, happy with the confused look on his face.
R: After what you just told me, I don't need your number or you. So go ahead and leave you know where the door is.
*** No I don't need your number
There's nothing left to say
Except I never thought it'd hurt this much to be sane
My friends are outside waiting
I've gotta go
Have you ever been low?
Have you ever had a friend that let you down so?
When the truth came out
Were you the last to know?
Were you left out in the cold?
What you did was low
What you did was low (low)
What you did was low (low)
What you did was low (low)
I walk out of this darkness
With no sense of regret
And I go with a clear conscience
We both know that you can't say that
Here's to show
For all the time I loved you so
So
Have you ever been low?
Have you ever had a friend that let you down so?
When the truth came out
Were you the last to know?
Were you left out in the cold?
What you did was low ***
Tristan lowered his head and moved around Rory. Just as he was walking out Rory's tears slowly began to fall. Tristan shut the door and decided to take the stairs, as he was walking down he ran into someone.
T: Oh hey sorry. Hey Milo.
Jess looked closer to the man that had run into him. He was coming from Rory's room, and he didn't look happy.
Jess: Uh. Yea hey.
Tristan noted the bags that Jess had, Blockbuster and some stuff from Wal- greens. Him and Rory would never do a movie night again, he shook his head and headed on down.
Jess watched Tristan, then looked up to Rory's door. Something had happened he knew it. When he reached her door it was still unlocked. He walked in a saw her by the window, he couldn't tell if she was crying or not. He set the bags down then walked over to her.
J: Rory.
He set his hands on her shoulders and gently turned her around to face him. She was crying.
J: Rory, what's wrong? Did he hurt you?
Before Jess could turn after Tristan, Rory stopped him.
R: No, no not physically. And how it sounded not intentionally.
Jess could tell she was being sarcastic. He let a smirk form on his lips.
J: You want me to intentionally? But not you, him.
Rory looked up at him, she grinned and wiped away some tears.
R: No that's ok, I don't have to worry about him hurting me anymore.
J: Ok, well how about I don't hurt you?
R: That'd be nice.
Jess leaned down and kissed Rory gently on her lips, he broke the kiss and walked her to the couch where the bags were sitting.
J: Here, now I figured that some movies and junk food would go good with a nice rainy day.
Rory smiled and looked up at him.
R: You figured right.
Song By: Kelly Clarkson - Low
*~Oddmoonbi~*
What The Heart Wants 31
Usual Disclaimers Apply
*** Everybody's talking
But they don't say a thing
They look at me with sad eyes
But I don't want the sympathy
Its cool you didn't want me
Sometimes you can't go back
But why'd you have to go and make a mess like that
Well I just have to say
Before I let go
Have you ever been low?
Have you ever had a friend that let you down so?
When the truth came out
Were you the last to know?
Were you left out in the cold?
What you did was low ***
Rory was sitting on her couch across from Tristan. He was still wrapped in the blanket, but Rory didn't care. She could feel tears beginning to flood her eyes. What he had just told her, confessed to her made her want to scream. But instead she just sat there and stared at him.
Tristan adjusted himself on the couch. He didn't mean to hurt her; he didn't really have an excuse. But he knew he had to do or tell her something. But after telling her that, he wasn't sure what needed to be said. So instead he just stared at her coffee table, playing things back in his mind. Hoping he could figure something out, maybe a counter attack. But he knew deep down there was no counter attack, it was all his fault.
Rory moved her gaze from him to something on the wall. She couldn't look at him anymore. She started thinking of what had just happened within that hour or so. She didn't to want but it just pushed its way into her mind.
***FlashBack***
An Hour Before.
Tristan and Rory were sitting on the couch, both drinking their coffee. Rory set her cup down and looked up at Tristan with a smile on her face.
Rory: So what's up? How you been?
Tristan looked at her, and then set his cup down also.
Tristan: I've been good, thanks. But I've got something I really need to tell you.
All of a sudden a knot formed in Rory's stomach.
R: Um. ok. Shoot.
T: Well I've been feeling guilty for freaking on you about not telling me about Jess.
Rory nodded her head.
T: The reason is because; I was seeing another girl when I was with you.
To Rory all time stopped, her mouth dropped open. She didn't have any feelings for Tristan, she knew that. But the fact that she had at one time, and that he had told her that he loved her. That hurt. She slowly closed her mouth and looked away from him trying to comprehend what he just said. "Seeing another girl..." It wasn't clicking and she knew it wasn't.
T: Rory.
Tristan reached over to Rory's hand, but she jumped up off the couch with one hand on her forehead. She paced over to the door of her kitchen. "Why won't it click?" She kept asking herself, but what he just said seemed like a broken record in her head. Finally she walked back to the side of the couch.
R: Are you serious? Seeing another girl?
Tristan just nodded his head, he then stood also.
T: Rory I let me expl-
R: Let you explain? I thought you loved me?
T: I did Rory, I do.
R: Then...Ughhh...
She threw her hands in the air. No words would come out to back her up. She turned on her heels and headed to her door.
R: I'm going to get your clothes I'll be right back.
She walked out the door, slamming it behind her.
***EndFlashback***
Rory was now standing again. Tristan stood also and walked over to her. He had changed back into his dry clothes.
T: I guess I should go now.
Rory just stared out her window. The rain made her tears want to fall even more.
T: Ok well.. You got my number so I'll-
Rory cut him off by glaring at him. It seemed as if she was shooting daggers from her eyes into his. Her normal joyful, excited blue eyes were now full of nothing but coldness and pain.
R: Your number, your number?
Rory looked back towards the window and forced out a laugh. Then she looked back at him, happy with the confused look on his face.
R: After what you just told me, I don't need your number or you. So go ahead and leave you know where the door is.
*** No I don't need your number
There's nothing left to say
Except I never thought it'd hurt this much to be sane
My friends are outside waiting
I've gotta go
Have you ever been low?
Have you ever had a friend that let you down so?
When the truth came out
Were you the last to know?
Were you left out in the cold?
What you did was low
What you did was low (low)
What you did was low (low)
What you did was low (low)
I walk out of this darkness
With no sense of regret
And I go with a clear conscience
We both know that you can't say that
Here's to show
For all the time I loved you so
So
Have you ever been low?
Have you ever had a friend that let you down so?
When the truth came out
Were you the last to know?
Were you left out in the cold?
What you did was low ***
Tristan lowered his head and moved around Rory. Just as he was walking out Rory's tears slowly began to fall. Tristan shut the door and decided to take the stairs, as he was walking down he ran into someone.
T: Oh hey sorry. Hey Milo.
Jess looked closer to the man that had run into him. He was coming from Rory's room, and he didn't look happy.
Jess: Uh. Yea hey.
Tristan noted the bags that Jess had, Blockbuster and some stuff from Wal- greens. Him and Rory would never do a movie night again, he shook his head and headed on down.
Jess watched Tristan, then looked up to Rory's door. Something had happened he knew it. When he reached her door it was still unlocked. He walked in a saw her by the window, he couldn't tell if she was crying or not. He set the bags down then walked over to her.
J: Rory.
He set his hands on her shoulders and gently turned her around to face him. She was crying.
J: Rory, what's wrong? Did he hurt you?
Before Jess could turn after Tristan, Rory stopped him.
R: No, no not physically. And how it sounded not intentionally.
Jess could tell she was being sarcastic. He let a smirk form on his lips.
J: You want me to intentionally? But not you, him.
Rory looked up at him, she grinned and wiped away some tears.
R: No that's ok, I don't have to worry about him hurting me anymore.
J: Ok, well how about I don't hurt you?
R: That'd be nice.
Jess leaned down and kissed Rory gently on her lips, he broke the kiss and walked her to the couch where the bags were sitting.
J: Here, now I figured that some movies and junk food would go good with a nice rainy day.
Rory smiled and looked up at him.
R: You figured right.
Song By: Kelly Clarkson - Low