Title: To Be With You
Author: carleymarie
Pairing: Trory
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls.
Date Stated: December 8, 2003
Dated Finished: May 13, 2004
Dated Re-Formatted: January 19, 2008
Author's Note: I have revised the entire fic to edit the formatting, spelling, and grammar.
Chapter Four: All Good Things
Rory continued to cry on the bench when she hears someone running up behind her.
She had a feeling that it was Tristan, but she didn't really care. He seemed pretty experienced with other girls flirting with him.
"Rory," Tristan called out as he came close to her.
He sat down on the bench ready to make the biggest speech of his life. He sat, trying to compose all the thoughts in his head that he needed to tell her.
These thoughts were interrupted by Rory's voice.
"Why?" Rory mumbled almost incoherently. "I thought you cared about me. Or at least enough for you not to cheat on me."
He put his hand on top of Rory's and began to talk.
Tristan took a deep breath before he started to talk, "I know it looked really bad. I don't blame you for being really mad at me, but --" he trailed off, not knowing what to say.
"-- You know what Tristan?" Rory interrupted.
"It really doesn't matter to me what you have to say. You'll either hurt me even more, or you'll charm your way out of this. Either way, I don't care" she said sternly as she let go of Tristan's hand and got up to leave.
"Rory," he called.
Rory turned around to look at him.
"I love you. You know that I wouldn't intentionally do anything to hurt you. Couldn't you just come sit back down and we can talk. I'll do anything to make everything with us better!" he yelled, almost in tears.
"I've waited such a long time for you to tell me that you loved me, and I was ready to say it back to you, but you picked the worst time ever," she yelled.
"I just can't deal with this right now, and the bell is going to ring in 10 minutes and I need to find my way to class," she said, turning away from Tristan and walking back to the school.
Tristan didn't even bother moving. He realized that he lost the most important person in his life because of his stupid reputation.
I know she won't listen to me, but maybe if I write her a letter at least I'll have the chance to tell her everything I need to.
He thought that this was a great idea, and got up and went back into the school. He decided that he would just write the letter during one of his classes, and slip it into her locker.
Lunch
Lunch had begun and Rory made her way back to her locker. She opened it up and as she was about to put her books into it when she noticed something.
A piece of binder paper, neatly folder into four with her name neatly printed on it.
She finished putting away her books and closed her locker. She sat down on the floor in front of her locker.
She took a deep breath and started to read:
Dear Rory,
I'm more sorry than I have ever been for anything in my life. You mean more to me than anything else. I know telling you that I loved you at that time was a bad idea, but if you were to break up with me, I had to let you know the truth about how I really felt.
Today you witnessed me with another girl. I guess I knew I'd have to eventually explain everything about this school, and "school Tristan," but I wanted to wait for the longest that I possibly could. In the most stereotyped form I can think of, I am the king of Chilton. I'm known as a player. I know that I could've told everyone about you, but I guess I was shallow and wanted respect from everyone. I didn't realize until now, but my decision to act like this didn't just affect me, it also affects you.
I know this has no place for me to say it now, but I'm really glad you're here. If you just forgive me, then it can just be me and you at Chilton. I wouldn't care about what anyone else said. I could almost lose an outside skin and just be me. The guy that at some point you cared about.
I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I'm asking for it.
Love always,
Tristan.
Rory was almost in tears, and just sat in thought.
I want to forgive him because I do love him, and he's right, it could be me and him against the world
Yet she also had her doubts. In a letter people could be very honest or just lie.
Am I willing to take the risk?
Rory folded the letter back up and sat thinking of an idealistic solution.