A/N k so evil me, yeah I decide to update 4 million months latter what can
I say slow lazy so on, hope u enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the characters I introduce!
Chapter 4: Cellars, Satan, and a bit of trouble.
"Ah young blond man has so much to learn, ah... The joy I shall have corrupting his mind" said lorelai knowing quite well that the boy was corrupted enough, being bought up in the Hartford circle and all, she knew how a kids life went, parents who pretty much thought they knew what was best for you even though it eventually turned out to be the worst thing for you, she knew this quite well seeing as how she was living breathing proof of the whole Hartford mentality gone wrong.
"Yes mother you attempt to corrupt Satan's so impressionable mind, and when you are through with him move on to Kirk that thing, I dare say person is much to strange to be allowed to walk the face of this earth, but then again I am not God" said Rory bouncing on the couch, and motioning for Tristan to take the empty seat next to her.
"Totally morbid... beyond words" he said taking the seat so kindly offered by Rory, and staring straight at the ground, lets just say that the house looked like a man had been living in it, than again the house has looked always looked like a man was living in it, but this time you could actually see the evidence of the cloths and discarded razor blades... the oh so dirty boxers Lorelai had to remove from the chair before she was able to sit.
"Well rule number one, no nasty dirty yucky boxer shorts lying around the house...and as for the razor blades, half of them are mine, so I don't object..."
"Ugg I really needed to be aware of that, I know that girls shave and all, but this just makes it too real!"
"Oh grow up Tristan you are not a four year old anymore, unless of course you never out grew that mentality, in which case I am not surprised" said Rory throwing him a playful look.
"Ouch, that one went right to my heart" he said with his trade mark smirk finally appearing, Rory thought it had disappeared but some things never change.
"Okay save the flirting for latter, cause I gotta give you these rules than get my ass to the Inn, and see Sookie" said Lorelai, looking at her watch, yes she was wearing a watch. She didn't have time to see Rory go bright red, or notice Tristan lean and whisper something in her ear, causing Rory's face to look like a big bright Tomato.
"Honey you look Red is everything all right?? Maybe you should go get some rest, or maybe you just need some ice...if you know what I mean" said Lor, finally catching on.
"Mom behave BOY IN LIVING ROOM" said Rory jabbing her finger in Tristan's direction to emphasize her point.
"I know there is a Boy sitting next to you I see him, that's what makes this all the more fun...don't you think so Ompa, because I sure do, okay one more rule, no noises from the bed room or I will be forced, to leave you unable to perform ever again, and I am not JOKING" said Lorelai getting up and heading for the door, "Oh and Rory the you know what's are in the top drawer on the left, in the cellar, that no one knows about but you and me, and perhaps the Greek God currently residing in this house hold, latter babe" she ran out the door knowing Rory's shoe was on its way and make no mistake there was one loud thud after the door was closed.
"Sorry, she is like a child, when she comes here, not that she is normal any other day, but today she is especially, umm strange lets just leave it at that, lets get back to my question... what in world are you doing here??? I thought you were off in military school! Then I show up here and there you are serving me coffee.... I demand and explanation." Said Rory truing to look at him, she knew he had caught on to what her mother had mentioned, and was probably very happy about it.
"You mean attempting to serve you coffee, you ran away so I didn't serve you coffee, although my coffee is quite good" he said not really wanting to answer the questions asked of him, it was too much to look back on and too much to talk about, and he just wanted to forget that all things that happened had actually happened, he wanted to keep thinking it was a dream if he talked about it, it would just make everything more real.
"Tristan answer the question" said Rory now very impatient and desperately wanting answers, answers she knew she might have to pry out of Tristan, but she was up for the challenge.
"Rory I don't want to talk about this, can we just leave it alone for now, please, I just don't want to think about it, okay" he said getting up form beside her and heading to the kitchen hoping and begging, that there was a beer in there, he just wanted to die, or collapse or something, and he had to get back to work soon, and from the glare Luke had given him after Rory ran out, he did not exactly expect things to be any easier for him, he opened the fridge only to discover, that there was no beer in the fridge because in big red letters, and apparently in Lorelai's writing, were the words Sorry grabbed the beers before I left, you figure someone was mad at him today, and he didn't even do anything to upset anyone. Except maybe Rory his presence probably upset her more than she was letting on. He felt a soft hand on his shoulder, knowing it was Rory and knowing that she wasn't going to give up until he gave her some answers; he shut the fridge door, and turned around.
"Tristan what's wrong, I haven't seen you in over four years, and then you tell me you don't want to talk about it, how do you think I reacted to that??, stunned a bit, what happened Tristan something happened that I don't know about, and by the looks of things it isn't good." Said Rory upset that he was upset, but sad because he was obviously sad, she looked in his eyes, noticing for the first time, that they no longer held that ice to them, and that they no longer held the capability of he cold hard stare, instead she saw pain, obviously deep pain, and she saw tears, tears that obviously had not been shed, and he heart cried for him, her heart cried for his pain. What had happened, to make him like this, what had done this to him. She reached up to wipe away the ear roling down his cheek, only he stopped her with his hand, and wiped it away himself.
"I have to go" he said and ran out the door, yes literally ran out the door, he was not going to cry in front of her, he was not going to tell her, he wasn't going to tell anybody, not even himself, that's the way he liked it and that's the way it would stay. He walked into the dinner only to here silence all eyes were on him, he knew this town well enough to know that they had been talking, he went to the counter and picked up the order, yes he was going back to work and pretending that nothing happened.
"Tristan, do not run away from me! Don't be like this, answer my question" said Rory in a low voice when she entered the dinner.
"No I told you I don't want to talk about it" he said his temper now rising
"YOU CANT JUST START SAYING SOMETHING, AND THAN NOT TELL ME" she yelled at the top of her lungs mad that he was hiding something from her, mad that he wouldn't tell her, and madder that he had run away.
"I DIDN'T START TO SAY ANYTHING I WASN'T GOING TO TELL YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE, I TOTLD YOU I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT, WHY ARE YOU BEING LIKE THIS" he yelled, he didn't want to make a scene in front of all these people but she as pushing it, he was not the bad guy here, why wouldn't she just droop it.
"BEING LIKE WHAT TRISTAN, ENLIGHTEN ME, CAUSE I AM DRAWING A BLANK" my goodness, this was getting out of hand they were having a yelling match in the middle of the dinner, with look peeking from the kitchen, the whole town was in there watching them, what has she gotten her self into.
"RORY I DO NOT WANT TO TALK ABOUT THIS" he said, turning abruptly to face her, she was making a scene and now everyone knew that there was something off about the presence of this boy, that something was wrong, and now he was upset for yelling at her, she didn't deserve that she was just concerned but my god, she didn't need to be so pressing about and issue he just wanted to lay to rest.
"That's fi..." tears were streaming down her face, she had embarrassed herself and upset Tristan, she needed out, she ran out the door like she had done this morning only this time Tristan didn't follow her.
"Well aren't you going to go after her, or are you going to stand there like an idiot and watch her run, asked Babett form her table, she knew that he had liked Rory, the whole town knew that he in love with her, the only person who didn't know was Rory. "No he is not going anywhere he has a shift to finish up here" said Luke knowing quite well what Tristan was hiding from Rory, and why he didn't want to talk about it, and he understood how painful it was for him, and he was not going to have Tristan, upset, and then him upsetting Rory further. Tristan sent him a grateful, I owe you look, and went back to doing his job. He would talk to Rory latter, straighten this whole mess out, right now he just wanted to be alone with his thoughts.
He hasn't changed her thought, he is the exact same, the exact same know-it- all Tristan the one she hated, the one she despised and the one she so truly desperately wanted to get to know. God why did she push him, she couldn't help it she so desperately wanted to know what was wrong, what had happened she forgot that it may be too painful for him, or that he just wasn't ready to talk about it, in the heat of the moment she forgot who she was, she wasn't Rory at the dinner, she was someone else.
A/N k so that's it ..yeah it stinks I know bit of writers block right now please be brutal with thing, and if u have any suggestions please be free to tell me! I need them, as is apparent by the pathetic nature of this chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the characters I introduce!
Chapter 4: Cellars, Satan, and a bit of trouble.
"Ah young blond man has so much to learn, ah... The joy I shall have corrupting his mind" said lorelai knowing quite well that the boy was corrupted enough, being bought up in the Hartford circle and all, she knew how a kids life went, parents who pretty much thought they knew what was best for you even though it eventually turned out to be the worst thing for you, she knew this quite well seeing as how she was living breathing proof of the whole Hartford mentality gone wrong.
"Yes mother you attempt to corrupt Satan's so impressionable mind, and when you are through with him move on to Kirk that thing, I dare say person is much to strange to be allowed to walk the face of this earth, but then again I am not God" said Rory bouncing on the couch, and motioning for Tristan to take the empty seat next to her.
"Totally morbid... beyond words" he said taking the seat so kindly offered by Rory, and staring straight at the ground, lets just say that the house looked like a man had been living in it, than again the house has looked always looked like a man was living in it, but this time you could actually see the evidence of the cloths and discarded razor blades... the oh so dirty boxers Lorelai had to remove from the chair before she was able to sit.
"Well rule number one, no nasty dirty yucky boxer shorts lying around the house...and as for the razor blades, half of them are mine, so I don't object..."
"Ugg I really needed to be aware of that, I know that girls shave and all, but this just makes it too real!"
"Oh grow up Tristan you are not a four year old anymore, unless of course you never out grew that mentality, in which case I am not surprised" said Rory throwing him a playful look.
"Ouch, that one went right to my heart" he said with his trade mark smirk finally appearing, Rory thought it had disappeared but some things never change.
"Okay save the flirting for latter, cause I gotta give you these rules than get my ass to the Inn, and see Sookie" said Lorelai, looking at her watch, yes she was wearing a watch. She didn't have time to see Rory go bright red, or notice Tristan lean and whisper something in her ear, causing Rory's face to look like a big bright Tomato.
"Honey you look Red is everything all right?? Maybe you should go get some rest, or maybe you just need some ice...if you know what I mean" said Lor, finally catching on.
"Mom behave BOY IN LIVING ROOM" said Rory jabbing her finger in Tristan's direction to emphasize her point.
"I know there is a Boy sitting next to you I see him, that's what makes this all the more fun...don't you think so Ompa, because I sure do, okay one more rule, no noises from the bed room or I will be forced, to leave you unable to perform ever again, and I am not JOKING" said Lorelai getting up and heading for the door, "Oh and Rory the you know what's are in the top drawer on the left, in the cellar, that no one knows about but you and me, and perhaps the Greek God currently residing in this house hold, latter babe" she ran out the door knowing Rory's shoe was on its way and make no mistake there was one loud thud after the door was closed.
"Sorry, she is like a child, when she comes here, not that she is normal any other day, but today she is especially, umm strange lets just leave it at that, lets get back to my question... what in world are you doing here??? I thought you were off in military school! Then I show up here and there you are serving me coffee.... I demand and explanation." Said Rory truing to look at him, she knew he had caught on to what her mother had mentioned, and was probably very happy about it.
"You mean attempting to serve you coffee, you ran away so I didn't serve you coffee, although my coffee is quite good" he said not really wanting to answer the questions asked of him, it was too much to look back on and too much to talk about, and he just wanted to forget that all things that happened had actually happened, he wanted to keep thinking it was a dream if he talked about it, it would just make everything more real.
"Tristan answer the question" said Rory now very impatient and desperately wanting answers, answers she knew she might have to pry out of Tristan, but she was up for the challenge.
"Rory I don't want to talk about this, can we just leave it alone for now, please, I just don't want to think about it, okay" he said getting up form beside her and heading to the kitchen hoping and begging, that there was a beer in there, he just wanted to die, or collapse or something, and he had to get back to work soon, and from the glare Luke had given him after Rory ran out, he did not exactly expect things to be any easier for him, he opened the fridge only to discover, that there was no beer in the fridge because in big red letters, and apparently in Lorelai's writing, were the words Sorry grabbed the beers before I left, you figure someone was mad at him today, and he didn't even do anything to upset anyone. Except maybe Rory his presence probably upset her more than she was letting on. He felt a soft hand on his shoulder, knowing it was Rory and knowing that she wasn't going to give up until he gave her some answers; he shut the fridge door, and turned around.
"Tristan what's wrong, I haven't seen you in over four years, and then you tell me you don't want to talk about it, how do you think I reacted to that??, stunned a bit, what happened Tristan something happened that I don't know about, and by the looks of things it isn't good." Said Rory upset that he was upset, but sad because he was obviously sad, she looked in his eyes, noticing for the first time, that they no longer held that ice to them, and that they no longer held the capability of he cold hard stare, instead she saw pain, obviously deep pain, and she saw tears, tears that obviously had not been shed, and he heart cried for him, her heart cried for his pain. What had happened, to make him like this, what had done this to him. She reached up to wipe away the ear roling down his cheek, only he stopped her with his hand, and wiped it away himself.
"I have to go" he said and ran out the door, yes literally ran out the door, he was not going to cry in front of her, he was not going to tell her, he wasn't going to tell anybody, not even himself, that's the way he liked it and that's the way it would stay. He walked into the dinner only to here silence all eyes were on him, he knew this town well enough to know that they had been talking, he went to the counter and picked up the order, yes he was going back to work and pretending that nothing happened.
"Tristan, do not run away from me! Don't be like this, answer my question" said Rory in a low voice when she entered the dinner.
"No I told you I don't want to talk about it" he said his temper now rising
"YOU CANT JUST START SAYING SOMETHING, AND THAN NOT TELL ME" she yelled at the top of her lungs mad that he was hiding something from her, mad that he wouldn't tell her, and madder that he had run away.
"I DIDN'T START TO SAY ANYTHING I WASN'T GOING TO TELL YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE, I TOTLD YOU I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT, WHY ARE YOU BEING LIKE THIS" he yelled, he didn't want to make a scene in front of all these people but she as pushing it, he was not the bad guy here, why wouldn't she just droop it.
"BEING LIKE WHAT TRISTAN, ENLIGHTEN ME, CAUSE I AM DRAWING A BLANK" my goodness, this was getting out of hand they were having a yelling match in the middle of the dinner, with look peeking from the kitchen, the whole town was in there watching them, what has she gotten her self into.
"RORY I DO NOT WANT TO TALK ABOUT THIS" he said, turning abruptly to face her, she was making a scene and now everyone knew that there was something off about the presence of this boy, that something was wrong, and now he was upset for yelling at her, she didn't deserve that she was just concerned but my god, she didn't need to be so pressing about and issue he just wanted to lay to rest.
"That's fi..." tears were streaming down her face, she had embarrassed herself and upset Tristan, she needed out, she ran out the door like she had done this morning only this time Tristan didn't follow her.
"Well aren't you going to go after her, or are you going to stand there like an idiot and watch her run, asked Babett form her table, she knew that he had liked Rory, the whole town knew that he in love with her, the only person who didn't know was Rory. "No he is not going anywhere he has a shift to finish up here" said Luke knowing quite well what Tristan was hiding from Rory, and why he didn't want to talk about it, and he understood how painful it was for him, and he was not going to have Tristan, upset, and then him upsetting Rory further. Tristan sent him a grateful, I owe you look, and went back to doing his job. He would talk to Rory latter, straighten this whole mess out, right now he just wanted to be alone with his thoughts.
He hasn't changed her thought, he is the exact same, the exact same know-it- all Tristan the one she hated, the one she despised and the one she so truly desperately wanted to get to know. God why did she push him, she couldn't help it she so desperately wanted to know what was wrong, what had happened she forgot that it may be too painful for him, or that he just wasn't ready to talk about it, in the heat of the moment she forgot who she was, she wasn't Rory at the dinner, she was someone else.
A/N k so that's it ..yeah it stinks I know bit of writers block right now please be brutal with thing, and if u have any suggestions please be free to tell me! I need them, as is apparent by the pathetic nature of this chapter.