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Chapter 12
A/N: Time for a little fun. However not the kind your thinking of sorry. No rated R stuff quiet yet. I want to get this chapter out first and then I'll work on a chapter that will have some rated R stuff in it, I don't know what chapter it'll be but I'll work on it. Hope you like the new chapter.
Tristan's POV
No! No! No! No! No!
This can not be happening! I am not adopted! That just can't be!!!!
Tristan: Okay Tristan, just breath. Rory is going to be here soon and she will help you figure this out.-- And now I'm talking to myself!!!
I still can't believe I lied to Rory. I had told her that I did something to piss of my parents. But how the hell was I supposed to tell her that I was adopted!?! This just destroyed every thing I ever knew about myself. And the worst part is that my parents didn't even tell me. I just get a bunch of papers faxed to me because my dads lawyer thought my dad was going to be home. But he wasn't. How the hell did I just see my name on adoption papers.
I was wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn't hear Rory come in. and I apparently said that last part out loud since she's looking at me rather oddly.
Rory: yo…you're ad..adopted? (stammering)
I have never heard Rory stammer before. I knew I couldn't deny what I had obviously just said and I can't lie to Rory, not about this, hell not about anything.
Tristan: according to the papers my dads lawyer faxed him I am. (sighing)
I handed her the papers for her to look at. I watch her sit on the steps and read the papers carefully. It's only after she reads the whole thing and puts her head in her hands that I realize she's shaking.
Tristan: Rory!?! (nervously)
She slowly looks up at me and I see the tears in her eyes. She stands up and walks over to me and give me the biggest, tightest hug she has ever given me. I reciprocate even though I am completely and utterly confused.
Tristan: Rory what's wrong? (concerned)
She pulls back a little and hands the papers back to me.
Rory: Read the name on those papers Tristan. It has your name on there alright, but in two different forms. Your parents have known exactly who your real family has been all along. (crying)
I look at her for a minute. I know this is probably hard on her, just because of what she told me about her older brother. I am one of the select few who know, and I know that anytime adoption is brought up see gets emotional. But I look at the papers and believe me when I saw that I got an even bigger shock than just finding out that I was adopted. The papers read…
Adoption name: Tristan Janlan DuGrey
Adoptive father: Jacob Peter DuGrey
Adoptive mother: Elizabeth Noelle DuGrey
Birth Name: Tristan Patrick Hayden-Gilmore
Birth mother: Lorelai Victoria Gilmore
Birth father: Christopher Brian Hayden
Summery: Lorelai Victoria gave birth to four babies on the day of October 18, 1985. Being underage, 16, Lorelai had to make a few decisions that were more influenced by her parents rather than a well thought out decision. Lorelai raised her daughter Lorelai Leigh by herself, Her other daughter Allyson Melinda lives with the Elder Gilmore's due to her complications at birth. And Lorelai's second son lives with his Aunt and Cousin in New York. Your son Tristan, Mr. DuGrey, is the eldest of the four babies.
I couldn't read anymore after that last sentence.
Tristan: (whispering) All because I had a different middle name we never put it together.
By now I had tears in my eyes, I had already known that the Gilmore family had loved their son/brother and wanted him home more than anything. But to find out that I was Rory's big brother, and Lorelai's son, I don't know I can't describe it. I had always wanted to be apart of their family because they made me feel so loved and welcome. And now I really am.
After a few moments of letting this new information sink into our minds Rory and I looked and each other and smiled huge smiles before pulling each other into another hug. When we did we both started crying, we fell to the floor holding each other and just cried on each others shoulder.
Later that evening Rory and I were sitting in the Living room watching T.V. waiting for my parents…no the DuGrey's, to come home. When they did, the two sat in silence looking into space when I confronted them with the papers. They both agreed that I was old enough to make my own decisions. But as I sat there asking why they hadn't told me and all that. They didn't show any emotions not even once, that I was adopted or even for the fact that for the past 17 years I had called them mom and dad. But then my "dad" said something that I could tell he had let slip.
Mr.DuGrey: We hadn't planned on having children. And your mother didn't want to get pregnant. So we adopted you. Your grandfather said that if I wanted to one day be the president of his company, I needed to have children. That would be you.
Both Rory and my "mom" looked stricken when he said this. My "mom" actually began to cry and yelled at my "dad" for how cruelly he had put that. And I saw Rory out of the corner of my eye narrow her eyes, as if to protect me or something very protective sisterly thing. I was only then that I knew that I was leaving today from this house with Rory. There was no way in hell I was staying here, no matter how long I had called this place home. I would talk to my "grandfather" later.
So I stalked out of the living room without a word and ran to my room and packed a bag. I knew Rory had followed me, I was glad she did though.
Rory: Are you okay, baby? (concerned)
I broke down at the endearment. I knew she only called the people she loved that. Her boyfriend, her brother and her sister. And now me. She walked over to me and pulled me into her embrace, and rocked me back and forth like my "mom" never would have done, due to the fact that she was always to busy with all her shopping and affairs.
Tristan: they didn't even bat an eyelash. She was supposed to be my mother and the only time she cried was when my so called dad put the situation into words that were hopefully not meant to come out that way. I mean I know they're not my real parents, but for the past 17 years they have been and they didn't even bat an eyelash. And the clincher is they knew you were my sister all the times you came over and they never said a fucking thing to either of us. (crying; pissed)
Rory just held on to me all the tighter and comforted me like she had done so many times before. But now, now she was my younger sister, and she was protecting her family from the hurt I was feeling. I had never felt so loved in my life. I knew that I would never regret the decision to leave, as long as I have my baby sister, I would be just fine.
Tristan: Can we go home now?
Rory: Yeah, come on, I'll drive.
Rory and I each grabbed one of my bags and wrapped an arm around each other, and together we walked out of the house and family that had caused me so much pain over the years.
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When we got to the Gilmore house in Stars Hollow, Rory showed me around. Even though I had been in the house a billion times before, there was one room that I had yet to see. And that was the last room on the tour.
Rory: Go ahead, open the door. (smiling)
I slowly opened the door to the room my family had saved for me even though I hadn't been around. And I couldn't believe what I saw, sure the room wasn't decorated but that was no big deal. It was the sign that sung on the wall, that you saw when you first walked in.
Welcome Home Tristan!!!!
Love Always,
Mom, Rory, Chris, and Alley
I was speechless at the gesture, and that was when I truly knew that I was home. I sat on my bed, and looked up at Rory and the minute I saw the watery smile she gave me, I was a goner.
Tristan: Come here sis! (smiling)
Rory just giggled and ran over to me and tackled me on my bed. And she gave me another huge hug that I was more than happy to reciprocate.
Rory: Welcome home Big Brother!
A/N: Well here is Chapter 12. Hope you enjoyed it and please review to let me know what you think. Thanks to all of you who have read and reviewed my story, it's greatly appreciated.
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