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Chapter 3:
I reached for the door handle and tugged it open. I was expecting something, but not this. Not this at all. I gasped and stumbled backwards, just staring in horror at what I saw. My heart shattered into a million pieces and tears poured down my cheeks.
"Rory?" Jess's voiced was startled and alarmed. "Oh God." His voice shook slightly in fear and guilt.
"No, no, no. This is a nightmare, this is not happening." I mumbled over and over, beginning to rock myself.
"Rory, listen to me." Jess got up and reached out his hand to me.
"Don't touch me!" I shouted, stumbling back against the wall. "No, no ,no. Just this morning Denise asked about wedding bells." I continued to rock myself.
"Rory, please." Jess pleaded, but his pleas seemed to fall on deaf ears. I finally seemed to muster up the courage to look up at him.
My eyes were filled with tears. "Did I not mean enough for you to tell me?" My voice shook uncontrollably, as I spoke. "I thought you loved me. I thought we'd get married grow old together."
"Rory, it's not like that. You know that I love you." Jess pleaded. "Sweetie listen, this was a mistake. I love you." He repeated.
"No, you don't. Not if you were to do this." My eyes connected with the hazel orbs that belong to the naked girl on OUR bed. Suddenly, recognition spread through my head like wildfire. "Oh my god, Shane?"
"Hello Gilmore." She replied coolly, clutching the white sheet to her chest. "Long time no see, huh? Bet you didn't think you'd see me again, at least not with Jess. He's a very good lover isn't he?"
Suddenly, an uncontrolable anger ran red hot through my veins. "You stupid Bitch! Don't you get it? I took him from you once before, I could do it again if i wanted to. You'll never be anything to him, but a fine piece of ass."
"Rory." Jess said soothingly, trying to calm me down.
"Don't even get me started on you, Jess! This is our bed! Ours! This is our home! And, you bring this cheap whore up here?! How long has this been going on?!" I demanded.
"Rory," Jess began. "Just calm down."
"Don't tell me to calm down!" I roared. "How fucking long?!" I screamed.
"Three monthes." Jess answered, staring at the ground. "I bumped into her three monthes ago and I know what I did was wrong, but god, she seduced me and I was weak!"
"Like Hell you were." I managed to calm my voice, but the tears kept on coming. "What about me? Did you even consider my feelings, Jess? Did you even take me into account?"
"Of course I did. I wanted to stop, but I couldn't." He replied.
"Yes, if you loved me enough it wouldn't have happened in the first place. I'm in love with you, Jess, but after this I can't be with you. I'll, p..p..pick u...p..p m....my th...th. things...t....tomorrow." My lower lips quiver, as I struggled to hold back tears. I spun on my heal, marched out of the room and grabbed my purse and keys on the way out.
The cool night air greeted me, as soon as I stepped out side the apartment building. I finally let the sobs come to the fore, as I reached my car. I rested on the hood, letting them come. I was sick of fighting them. How could he do this to me? We were supposed to be in love. We were supposed to get married.
I didn't hear or see a blonde guy approach from the restuarant across the street. He was about to just waltz on past me, like everyone else, until he suddenly stopped, as if he knew me.
"Rory?" A familiar soothing voice asked. Even after time apart that voice would always be familiar to me.
I quickly swiped away my tears and turned to face him. "Hi Tristan." I tried to greet him as cheerfully as I could, but my lip kept trembling and my eyes kept welling up.
"God Rory, what happened?" He reached out and gently touched my cheek. I burst into tears again. Not knowing what else to do, he pulled me into his arms and rocked me gently. He made soothing noises and stroked my hair, until I had calmed down enough to speak.
"I came home this evening and did my usual routine and noticed Jess wasn't around. Then there was a message on our machine that was from his work and it said he didn't come in today. I went to our room to see if he was sick, but he wasn't sick at all. I found him in our bed, with another girl." I let the tears keep on coming, as Another round of sobs welled up in me.
"Son of a Bitch." Tristan cursed, pulling me into his embrace again. "Son of a Bitch." He repeated.
We stayed that way for a long time. Not caring out the people that stared at us as they passed us by. Finally, my tears subsided to nothing more than the occasional sniffle. I still hadn't made any move to come out of his embrace, it was safe and comforting.
"Rory." He whispered into my hair. "I don't think you should be alone tonight. You're hurt and angry and that's never a good combination, trust me, I'd know."
"I don't have anyplace else to go in Hartford. I was thinking of driving home to see my mom." My voice was muffled against his chest.
"You should be driving that much either. I got in plenty of accidents when I'm that upset. Come on, you'll stay with me then." He tugged my hand impatiently.
"Tristan, I don't want to intrude." I protested, turning towards my car. "Really, I'm okay to drive."
"Friends don't let friends drive upset." He joked, tugged my hand again. "You could never be an intrusion, Mary." He added, as an afterthought.
"Are you sure?" I allowed a soft smile to curve my lips. "I cna drive, it's really no problem."
"Please, I insist." He led me into the hotel next to the apartment building. "I promise not to bite. There are two beds anyway."
"Okay, but just because you insist." I agreed, defeated. I suddenly felt exhausted and just wanted to crash. I was glad he insisted that I come up with him.
So this was the sense of foreboding I had felt earlier. Nothing bad happened to me, it happened to Rory and I was pissed as hell, although, I hid it. Just one look in her pained eyes and white hot rage surged through me all over again.
Scratch the thought about Jess being better than Stockboy because he's not, he's worse. How dare he hurt her like that. I swear if I passed him on the street and he was on fire, I wouldn't even spit on him. Rory looked so betrayed and it killed me inside to see her so upset.
Once inside my hotel room, she sank onto the farthest bed, burying her face in her hands. Her shoulders shook involuntarily, as she surpressed more sobs. I shook my head sadly, feeling so helpless. There was nothing I could do for her, except give her a place to spend the night.
I dug through my suitcase and found my favorite Princeton sweatshirt and a pair of old sweats. I crouched down in front of her and gently pulled her hands away from her face. She was trying so hard not to cry again, but I knew she needed to.
"Don't bottle your feelings up, Ror. It's not healthy. Let it out, now the time and place." I traced my finger down her jawline. "Here, wear these and get under the covers. You can use the bathroom to change if you want."
She nodded solemnly and stood up. She made her way into the bathroom. A few seconds later, I heard her sobs again. This time they were also being drowned out with running water. My heart broke for her. It hadn't been this bad when she had broken up with Dean, but then again. Jess probably meant more to her than Dean did.
I was at loss for words of comefort. The only thing that seemed to come to mind right now was Son of a Bitch. This guy was so fucking retarded. Didn't he realize he had just lost the greatest girl in the entire world? Did he even care? I felt like pounding this guy's face in, but the last time I had hit one of Rory's boyfriends she hadn't been too happy with me.
Rory looked a bit better when she finally emerged from the bathroom. Her eyes were still bloodshot and her lids and cheeks were still red, but she managed to smile at me. She looked rather adorable in my clothes, but I wasn't going to say anything. That was the last thing she needed to hear.
I approached her slowly and once I was in close enough distance she wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me for dear life. I kissed the top of her head an held her close. Somehow, someway, she needed me tonight and I wasn't going to let her down. If she needed to hold me for hours, I'd stand her for hours.
She finally broke away after a few moment and tugged me towards her bed. "Stay with me?" She asked, folding back the covers, she slid in and I slipped in beside her.
I reached uo and flicked off the light. She burrowed into my chest like a frightened child and I did the only thing I could, I wrapped my arms around her petite form. She gave a quiet sigh, as she lay engulfed in my warmth.
"Forever Mary." I whispered. "I'll never leave you. Never." But, she was already asleep, I could tell by her even breathing. I smiled softly and kissed her crown, before falling into a peaceful slumber myself, holding my Mary in my arms.
Haha, what do you think about that?! Another chapter down. Some more to go if you review, pretty please, with Chad Michael Murray on top? Lol, just kidding, but I'd od anything for CMM myself, so I hope you guys will review. Laterz, Lucas'sgirl!
Chapter 3:
I reached for the door handle and tugged it open. I was expecting something, but not this. Not this at all. I gasped and stumbled backwards, just staring in horror at what I saw. My heart shattered into a million pieces and tears poured down my cheeks.
"Rory?" Jess's voiced was startled and alarmed. "Oh God." His voice shook slightly in fear and guilt.
"No, no, no. This is a nightmare, this is not happening." I mumbled over and over, beginning to rock myself.
"Rory, listen to me." Jess got up and reached out his hand to me.
"Don't touch me!" I shouted, stumbling back against the wall. "No, no ,no. Just this morning Denise asked about wedding bells." I continued to rock myself.
"Rory, please." Jess pleaded, but his pleas seemed to fall on deaf ears. I finally seemed to muster up the courage to look up at him.
My eyes were filled with tears. "Did I not mean enough for you to tell me?" My voice shook uncontrollably, as I spoke. "I thought you loved me. I thought we'd get married grow old together."
"Rory, it's not like that. You know that I love you." Jess pleaded. "Sweetie listen, this was a mistake. I love you." He repeated.
"No, you don't. Not if you were to do this." My eyes connected with the hazel orbs that belong to the naked girl on OUR bed. Suddenly, recognition spread through my head like wildfire. "Oh my god, Shane?"
"Hello Gilmore." She replied coolly, clutching the white sheet to her chest. "Long time no see, huh? Bet you didn't think you'd see me again, at least not with Jess. He's a very good lover isn't he?"
Suddenly, an uncontrolable anger ran red hot through my veins. "You stupid Bitch! Don't you get it? I took him from you once before, I could do it again if i wanted to. You'll never be anything to him, but a fine piece of ass."
"Rory." Jess said soothingly, trying to calm me down.
"Don't even get me started on you, Jess! This is our bed! Ours! This is our home! And, you bring this cheap whore up here?! How long has this been going on?!" I demanded.
"Rory," Jess began. "Just calm down."
"Don't tell me to calm down!" I roared. "How fucking long?!" I screamed.
"Three monthes." Jess answered, staring at the ground. "I bumped into her three monthes ago and I know what I did was wrong, but god, she seduced me and I was weak!"
"Like Hell you were." I managed to calm my voice, but the tears kept on coming. "What about me? Did you even consider my feelings, Jess? Did you even take me into account?"
"Of course I did. I wanted to stop, but I couldn't." He replied.
"Yes, if you loved me enough it wouldn't have happened in the first place. I'm in love with you, Jess, but after this I can't be with you. I'll, p..p..pick u...p..p m....my th...th. things...t....tomorrow." My lower lips quiver, as I struggled to hold back tears. I spun on my heal, marched out of the room and grabbed my purse and keys on the way out.
The cool night air greeted me, as soon as I stepped out side the apartment building. I finally let the sobs come to the fore, as I reached my car. I rested on the hood, letting them come. I was sick of fighting them. How could he do this to me? We were supposed to be in love. We were supposed to get married.
I didn't hear or see a blonde guy approach from the restuarant across the street. He was about to just waltz on past me, like everyone else, until he suddenly stopped, as if he knew me.
"Rory?" A familiar soothing voice asked. Even after time apart that voice would always be familiar to me.
I quickly swiped away my tears and turned to face him. "Hi Tristan." I tried to greet him as cheerfully as I could, but my lip kept trembling and my eyes kept welling up.
"God Rory, what happened?" He reached out and gently touched my cheek. I burst into tears again. Not knowing what else to do, he pulled me into his arms and rocked me gently. He made soothing noises and stroked my hair, until I had calmed down enough to speak.
"I came home this evening and did my usual routine and noticed Jess wasn't around. Then there was a message on our machine that was from his work and it said he didn't come in today. I went to our room to see if he was sick, but he wasn't sick at all. I found him in our bed, with another girl." I let the tears keep on coming, as Another round of sobs welled up in me.
"Son of a Bitch." Tristan cursed, pulling me into his embrace again. "Son of a Bitch." He repeated.
We stayed that way for a long time. Not caring out the people that stared at us as they passed us by. Finally, my tears subsided to nothing more than the occasional sniffle. I still hadn't made any move to come out of his embrace, it was safe and comforting.
"Rory." He whispered into my hair. "I don't think you should be alone tonight. You're hurt and angry and that's never a good combination, trust me, I'd know."
"I don't have anyplace else to go in Hartford. I was thinking of driving home to see my mom." My voice was muffled against his chest.
"You should be driving that much either. I got in plenty of accidents when I'm that upset. Come on, you'll stay with me then." He tugged my hand impatiently.
"Tristan, I don't want to intrude." I protested, turning towards my car. "Really, I'm okay to drive."
"Friends don't let friends drive upset." He joked, tugged my hand again. "You could never be an intrusion, Mary." He added, as an afterthought.
"Are you sure?" I allowed a soft smile to curve my lips. "I cna drive, it's really no problem."
"Please, I insist." He led me into the hotel next to the apartment building. "I promise not to bite. There are two beds anyway."
"Okay, but just because you insist." I agreed, defeated. I suddenly felt exhausted and just wanted to crash. I was glad he insisted that I come up with him.
So this was the sense of foreboding I had felt earlier. Nothing bad happened to me, it happened to Rory and I was pissed as hell, although, I hid it. Just one look in her pained eyes and white hot rage surged through me all over again.
Scratch the thought about Jess being better than Stockboy because he's not, he's worse. How dare he hurt her like that. I swear if I passed him on the street and he was on fire, I wouldn't even spit on him. Rory looked so betrayed and it killed me inside to see her so upset.
Once inside my hotel room, she sank onto the farthest bed, burying her face in her hands. Her shoulders shook involuntarily, as she surpressed more sobs. I shook my head sadly, feeling so helpless. There was nothing I could do for her, except give her a place to spend the night.
I dug through my suitcase and found my favorite Princeton sweatshirt and a pair of old sweats. I crouched down in front of her and gently pulled her hands away from her face. She was trying so hard not to cry again, but I knew she needed to.
"Don't bottle your feelings up, Ror. It's not healthy. Let it out, now the time and place." I traced my finger down her jawline. "Here, wear these and get under the covers. You can use the bathroom to change if you want."
She nodded solemnly and stood up. She made her way into the bathroom. A few seconds later, I heard her sobs again. This time they were also being drowned out with running water. My heart broke for her. It hadn't been this bad when she had broken up with Dean, but then again. Jess probably meant more to her than Dean did.
I was at loss for words of comefort. The only thing that seemed to come to mind right now was Son of a Bitch. This guy was so fucking retarded. Didn't he realize he had just lost the greatest girl in the entire world? Did he even care? I felt like pounding this guy's face in, but the last time I had hit one of Rory's boyfriends she hadn't been too happy with me.
Rory looked a bit better when she finally emerged from the bathroom. Her eyes were still bloodshot and her lids and cheeks were still red, but she managed to smile at me. She looked rather adorable in my clothes, but I wasn't going to say anything. That was the last thing she needed to hear.
I approached her slowly and once I was in close enough distance she wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me for dear life. I kissed the top of her head an held her close. Somehow, someway, she needed me tonight and I wasn't going to let her down. If she needed to hold me for hours, I'd stand her for hours.
She finally broke away after a few moment and tugged me towards her bed. "Stay with me?" She asked, folding back the covers, she slid in and I slipped in beside her.
I reached uo and flicked off the light. She burrowed into my chest like a frightened child and I did the only thing I could, I wrapped my arms around her petite form. She gave a quiet sigh, as she lay engulfed in my warmth.
"Forever Mary." I whispered. "I'll never leave you. Never." But, she was already asleep, I could tell by her even breathing. I smiled softly and kissed her crown, before falling into a peaceful slumber myself, holding my Mary in my arms.
Haha, what do you think about that?! Another chapter down. Some more to go if you review, pretty please, with Chad Michael Murray on top? Lol, just kidding, but I'd od anything for CMM myself, so I hope you guys will review. Laterz, Lucas'sgirl!