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Chapter 4:
I awoke ot feel warm and safe. There was a pair of arms wrapped around me. Maybe the whole thing with Jess was a nightmare. I would open my eyes and Jess would be right there beside me and this whole ordeal never happened.
I slowly opened my eyes, praying that I was with Jess, but it wasn't. I found myself staring into Tristan's handsome face. He was sleeping peacefully, soft smile curving his lips. At least he was having a good dream.
I began to stifle sobs, as I climbed of the bed carefully, so as not to wake him and head into the bathroom. I let the waterworks start up again in there. I sank to the tile floor and buried my face in my hands, as I rocked myself back and forth. It really was over, I had to find a new apartment now and live my life without him. That just brought more tears to the fore.
"Rory?" The door opened and Tristan slipped in. Apparently, I hadn't been successful in not waking him. He sank down beside me and rested his arms on his knees. He made no move to touch me or to say anything else. He just sat there in silence, waiting for me to make the first move.
Finally, my tears subsided and I looked up at him. He was staring at me worriedly, but he still made no move to touch me.
"Are you going to be okay?" Was all he said. His voice was kind and gentle, it was as if he spoke too harsh, I'd break like glass.
"In time I will be." I rubbed the tears out of my eyes. "I was just thinking about how now I have to find a new apartment and a new roomate. My books haven't paid me enough yet to last while I write another one."
"That's not too hard." He replied. "Look, I doubt moving in with a complete stranger is a good idea right now. I'm being transfered down to Hartford because I wante to be the top reviewer for this new magazine the New York times is funding. They're stationing themselves here in Hartford, so this is where I'll be. Why don't you move in with me?"
"What?" I was so stunned. "Tristan, are you serious?"
"Very. I'm going to be breaking up with my girlfriend, Lexi before I move down here anyway. Things aren't really progressing the way I want them to with her." Tristan laughe bitterly. "I'd love to have you move in with me. I could use a friend and it looks like you could use one too."
"Okay." I said, not willing to agrue. I needed a roomate and Tristan seemed like the only one who was willing. "I'll do it. If it's not too much to ask, would you come with me to get my things from the apartment?"
"Sure Mary, anything for you." He stood up and offered me his hand. "I promise to be a trustworthy roomate and friend."
"Good, I'll expect no less." I nodded. "Can we get my stuff now? The sooner the better?" I asked hesitantly, reached for my heels, seeing as they were the only shoes I had.
"Sure. Let's go." He went to the door and I followed. It took us about two minutes to reach the apartment.
I sucked in a deep breathe, before entering. "Jess?" I called out hesitantly. I recieved no response. I looked around. Jess's desk was cleared off and his copy of my book was gone. I found a note lying on the floor in the entryway hall. It was written in Jess's untidy scrawl. I picked it up and read it.
Dear Rory.
I know that what I did was unforgivable and I will suffer with the consiquences for the rest of my life. The only thing I can think of to make it up to you is leave the apartment to you. It's my fault we're splitting up. I should be the one to leave. I packed up all my stuff. I even took our sheet with me, so you can use the extra set. I finished your book, after the whole late night packing. It was amazing Rory, truly amazing. I'm sorry that I screwed up the ending, but I can't change the past. I'll fax my review to Denise as soon as possible and I'll tell her why there won't be any wedding bells for us. I call Luke too. I'm in hiding now, from your Mom because she's gonna kill me, but I brought that upon myself.
I hope you find true happiness, Rory. You deserve it. I love you and I'm sorry that I hurt you. I'm sorry thing ended this way. Enjoy your life Rory Gilmore, continue to write, I'll keep reading. Find your one true love, I wish it was me, but I screwed up, so that's not going to happen. Make sure he treats you right, you deserve the best Ms. Gilmore.
All My Love,
Jess
I fell tears well up in my eyes all over again. "We won't be looking very far for an apartment. Jess left it to me. We have a guest bedroom that you can have." I looked up at Tristan, who was looking at me sympathetically. "He loved my book and his review is already on the way to Denise. He's even telling everyone what happened."
"So, he's not a total Jackass. He's still a Son of a Bitch if you ask me." Tristan tried to lighten the mood. "It's a nice apartment though. It'll definately work."
"So, when can you move in?" I asked, trying not to seem anxious.
"Asap." He replied. "I'm going back to Hartford tonight. I'll break up with Lexi, get packing and be back in like two days at the most."
"Okay." Was all I could think of to say. "I'll be waiting for you."
"I'll try to be back soon." He asured me. "It's not a good idea for you to be alone right now."
"I'll call my friend, Lane and tell her she needs to come up and visit." I sugested.
"That'll work." He nodded. "Mind if I explore?"
"Be my guest." I gestured with my hand nad went towards the phone. I needed to call my Mommy and badly.
That's it for now. I'm trying so hard to update this and still work on my other three stories. Review if you want more!
Chapter 4:
I awoke ot feel warm and safe. There was a pair of arms wrapped around me. Maybe the whole thing with Jess was a nightmare. I would open my eyes and Jess would be right there beside me and this whole ordeal never happened.
I slowly opened my eyes, praying that I was with Jess, but it wasn't. I found myself staring into Tristan's handsome face. He was sleeping peacefully, soft smile curving his lips. At least he was having a good dream.
I began to stifle sobs, as I climbed of the bed carefully, so as not to wake him and head into the bathroom. I let the waterworks start up again in there. I sank to the tile floor and buried my face in my hands, as I rocked myself back and forth. It really was over, I had to find a new apartment now and live my life without him. That just brought more tears to the fore.
"Rory?" The door opened and Tristan slipped in. Apparently, I hadn't been successful in not waking him. He sank down beside me and rested his arms on his knees. He made no move to touch me or to say anything else. He just sat there in silence, waiting for me to make the first move.
Finally, my tears subsided and I looked up at him. He was staring at me worriedly, but he still made no move to touch me.
"Are you going to be okay?" Was all he said. His voice was kind and gentle, it was as if he spoke too harsh, I'd break like glass.
"In time I will be." I rubbed the tears out of my eyes. "I was just thinking about how now I have to find a new apartment and a new roomate. My books haven't paid me enough yet to last while I write another one."
"That's not too hard." He replied. "Look, I doubt moving in with a complete stranger is a good idea right now. I'm being transfered down to Hartford because I wante to be the top reviewer for this new magazine the New York times is funding. They're stationing themselves here in Hartford, so this is where I'll be. Why don't you move in with me?"
"What?" I was so stunned. "Tristan, are you serious?"
"Very. I'm going to be breaking up with my girlfriend, Lexi before I move down here anyway. Things aren't really progressing the way I want them to with her." Tristan laughe bitterly. "I'd love to have you move in with me. I could use a friend and it looks like you could use one too."
"Okay." I said, not willing to agrue. I needed a roomate and Tristan seemed like the only one who was willing. "I'll do it. If it's not too much to ask, would you come with me to get my things from the apartment?"
"Sure Mary, anything for you." He stood up and offered me his hand. "I promise to be a trustworthy roomate and friend."
"Good, I'll expect no less." I nodded. "Can we get my stuff now? The sooner the better?" I asked hesitantly, reached for my heels, seeing as they were the only shoes I had.
"Sure. Let's go." He went to the door and I followed. It took us about two minutes to reach the apartment.
I sucked in a deep breathe, before entering. "Jess?" I called out hesitantly. I recieved no response. I looked around. Jess's desk was cleared off and his copy of my book was gone. I found a note lying on the floor in the entryway hall. It was written in Jess's untidy scrawl. I picked it up and read it.
Dear Rory.
I know that what I did was unforgivable and I will suffer with the consiquences for the rest of my life. The only thing I can think of to make it up to you is leave the apartment to you. It's my fault we're splitting up. I should be the one to leave. I packed up all my stuff. I even took our sheet with me, so you can use the extra set. I finished your book, after the whole late night packing. It was amazing Rory, truly amazing. I'm sorry that I screwed up the ending, but I can't change the past. I'll fax my review to Denise as soon as possible and I'll tell her why there won't be any wedding bells for us. I call Luke too. I'm in hiding now, from your Mom because she's gonna kill me, but I brought that upon myself.
I hope you find true happiness, Rory. You deserve it. I love you and I'm sorry that I hurt you. I'm sorry thing ended this way. Enjoy your life Rory Gilmore, continue to write, I'll keep reading. Find your one true love, I wish it was me, but I screwed up, so that's not going to happen. Make sure he treats you right, you deserve the best Ms. Gilmore.
All My Love,
Jess
I fell tears well up in my eyes all over again. "We won't be looking very far for an apartment. Jess left it to me. We have a guest bedroom that you can have." I looked up at Tristan, who was looking at me sympathetically. "He loved my book and his review is already on the way to Denise. He's even telling everyone what happened."
"So, he's not a total Jackass. He's still a Son of a Bitch if you ask me." Tristan tried to lighten the mood. "It's a nice apartment though. It'll definately work."
"So, when can you move in?" I asked, trying not to seem anxious.
"Asap." He replied. "I'm going back to Hartford tonight. I'll break up with Lexi, get packing and be back in like two days at the most."
"Okay." Was all I could think of to say. "I'll be waiting for you."
"I'll try to be back soon." He asured me. "It's not a good idea for you to be alone right now."
"I'll call my friend, Lane and tell her she needs to come up and visit." I sugested.
"That'll work." He nodded. "Mind if I explore?"
"Be my guest." I gestured with my hand nad went towards the phone. I needed to call my Mommy and badly.
That's it for now. I'm trying so hard to update this and still work on my other three stories. Review if you want more!