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Chapter 10

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I know a boy who's broken hearted.

Over a girl who could not share her feelings.

He really loved her.

So much is on and the girl grew older.

Every day wondering if she told him

Something

Would it be different?

                  *'Tell Her' Jim Bakkum*

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Chapter 10

Memory

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Rory looked through the window of the beauty salon and saw Justin standing there, working on some ones hair. She walked to the door and as she entered a little bell rang. Justin looked up, as soon as he spotted her he left the lady's hair for what it was and came skipping over to her.

"Hey poodle, you looking for booze to get drunk and NOT shag a hot god again?" Justin joked as he gave her a smooch on her cheek and a quick hug.

"Ha ha, very funny" Rory answered sarcastically as she hugged him back.

"I need you to fix me and boost my ego a bit. What do ya say?"

"Ooh! You know I'm always up for the makeovers!!!" He jumped up and down excitedly as caught her hands. Rory was pulled to a chair and within a second she was surrounded by at least half a dozen men. Of which she was curtain were all gay.

"So…" Justin kneeled in front of her and looked at her seriously. "What are you gonna do and how do you want to look?"

"I'm going to tell Tristan I might be in love with him…" Rory said blushing slightly.  A buzz of approval filled the room. "the hottie?" she heard someone mumble, "Is she sure he's not gay?" she heard someone else ask.

"It was about time." Justin sighed in relief as he got up and looked at her clothing, then he asked her: "Where are you meeting?"

"At his place"

Justin turned around to one of the many man standing around Rory, and consulted with him. "I think we should go for the casual yet sophisticated look."

"How much time do we have?" He checked with Rory.

"About an hour."

Justin's face reddened just a bit more

He clapped his hands. "Ladies, we have work to do!"

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"I think the underwear is just a little over the top, it's not like I'm going to end up in bed with him or something." Rory said complaining to Justin about an hour after she walked into Justin's Beauty Salon.

Justin just looked at her mockingly.

"Well, it wasn't like you planned to get drunk the other night either."

Rory was about to defend herself when Justin continued.

"Look, I know you probably aren't going to have sex with him tonight, but why not have the whole outfit complete while you're at it anyway? Come on, tell me… Doesn't it make you feel just a little more sure of yourself?"

He looked at her questioningly, though he already knew her answer.

Rory had to admit; the sexy lingerie the 'girls' picked out for her did make her feel… well… sexy.

She walked up to one of the mirrors and looked at her outfit. Justin came stand behind her and looked at the reflection in the mirror.

"Well, was this what u had in mind?"

"Justin… Its even better."

She wore tight fitting faded jeans, a cashmere halter-top with a turtleneck and to top it off a corduroy jacket. Her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, from where her long hair fell down. She barely had any make up on, just some brown mascara and some lip-gloss.

All in all, she looked pretty good. Like Justin said earlier, casual yet sophisticated.

Justin grabbed her arms and turned her around. He gave her a quick hug and looked her in the eyes.

"You know that he's right for you and you know you're right for him. So stop hesitating and go get your man!"

***

Tristan opened the door to find Rory standing in front of it.

"Wow!" He exclaimed.

A bit nervous Rory asked: "That's a bad wow, isn't it?"

Tristan looked her up and down, surprised she was so nervous, taken the way she looked. She looked extraordinary. The way those jeans fit around her hips, showing her lovely curves.

"Not a bad wow." He managed to get out, taken aback by her beauty. "Not a bad wow at all."

He moved a little so she could come in.

He led her to the sitting room and offered her a seat.

As Tristan walked towards the kitchen to get them a drink, Rory took a look at the place Tristan calls home. It's different from what she had expected. It was… smaller and less… grand. She had expected him to live in a big apartment with maids and butlers, instead she found herself in a small yet clean and cosy apartment.

As Tristan came back from the kitchen, carrying two glasses he saw her staring at a picture hanging on the wall.

"That's me and Josh, my roommate."

"Aww, he looks nice." Rory replied as she turned around to face him.

"He is… so here's your drink Madame."

Rory looked at her glass and the clear gold liquid in it.

"Are you trying to get me drunk again? Because you know I'm not gonna call u hot again. No matter what."

Tristan smirked and raised an eyebrow.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that, because you know I have to be the hottest guy on earth."

Rory just laughed at that comment, not even dignifying him a comeback.

"By the way" Tristan continued, "It's not wine, it's Sparkling Cider. Because as much as I loved u calling me hot, I'm not gonna carry you up to any stairs anymore."

Rory blushed and just took a sip from her drink.

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"So…" Rory began awkwardly. "Like I said on the phone, we really need to talk. Or better yet, I need to tell you something."

Right on that moment the front door was opened and Josh walked in. As soon as he noticed Rory sitting on the couch he got a guilty look on his face.

"Uhmm… I didn't know… I… Uhmm… I'll leave."

He turned around to head out the door again but Rory stopped him.

"No, wait!" She looked at Tristan. "How about we take a walk and have that talk?"

Tristan agreed and got up to get his coat.

He led Rory out the door before he turned to josh that was still standing by the door. "Wish me luck." And with that he closed the door behind him.

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Tristan and Rory walked together side by side as they reached the park. Tristan led Rory to an empty bench and sat down.

"So"

"Ok"

They started at the same time. But Rory got a hold of Tristans arm ordering him to listen to her.

"Let me start first before I lose the nerves to tell you this." She took a deep breath and looked him straight in the eye.

"Ok… You… I…" She stumbled hopelessly. "I don't really know how to start." She looked at the sky and continued.

"Do you know that feeling, like there are a thousand butterflies in your stomach? And the way it seems like they're all gambolling around?"

Tristan got a sick feeling; here he was, once again trying to explain that he didn't want to do this, that he didn't want to get his heart broken again by a beautiful but clueless girl. He tried to interrupt Rory, but Rory was on a role.

"…And the way they make you feel sick but great at the same time. And everything around you just doesn't matter anymore…"

She looked at him.

"Tristan, that's the way I'm feeling when I'm with you, and I know we've only seen each other a couple of times since high school… I think I'm…" She started to stutter.

"What I'm trying to say is… I think I might be falling in love with you, Tristan DuGrey."

Well, that was finally out. She looked at Tristan expectantly.

But Tristan just sat there staring at a point far away.

Rory got nervous again.

"Tristan?" He didn't answer. "Tristan?" She tried again.

He looked up.

" Aren't you going to say anything?"

"Well, what do you want me to say." He asked bitterly.

This was definitely not what she had expected.

"What am I supposed to say? 'Ow how great Rory' or 'I'm in love with you too'?"

He got up and stood in front of her.

"Don't you think this is a bit weird? Given the fact that I was in love with you back in the good old Chilton days? Don't you know it took me like forever to get over you? Don't you know how hard it was for me?"

He chuckled coldly.

"No, of course not. Because it didn't matter to you back then. You broke my heart more than once, because you didn't care. And now, now that all of a sudden you decide that you do care, you expect me to come running to you like the little boy I was? Don't you think that's a bit self centred?"

Rory got up and looked at him.

"Tristan, you know that's not how it went…" She tried to explain.

But he cut her off.

"No Rory, that's exactly how it went, and I'm sorry, but I can't do that."

He turned around. Not wanting her to see the tears forming in his eyes.

"Not this time… I hope we can still be friends."

And with those words he left her behind. Staring at him as he walked away. As he walked away from her.

As he walked away from her he heard her sob. That sound was a memory that would be stained in his heart forever.

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