The Twists and Turns of Life
A/N: Thank you to all of you who have reviewed!
little angel in love: Sorry, I guess that is a little confusing. Rory's family lived in Stars Hollow before she moved there; they just got lucky in finding a house that was next to Tristan's. All of the other stuff I said in chapter 1 still applies. I don't know if that cleared it up for you even a little bit or not, but I still hope that I helped. If you're still confused, just tell me; I'll try my best to clear it up for you.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gilmore Girls, only this story.
Chapter 7: Sleep Peacefully
It's different here, how, I don't know, but it just is. The air here is suffocating; maybe it is because I can't stop sobbing. I watched mom and dad get out of the car and walk up to the door, but I just couldn't move my legs. I didn't even know if I would be able to hold myself together if I were to step into that house, that house that was so full of childhood memories, love, and pictures of my uncle. So I sat there for a while, just in the car by myself. I guess everyone understood because no one came out to get me.
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It's been 24 hours since I've seen her. The longest 24 hours of my life. I went over to their house to ask one of the maids or butlers where they were. They wouldn't tell me. I knew that Rory had told them not to. Damn her for being so stubborn. Didn't she know how much I need her? Apparently not, but I guess I didn't give her a reason to with the way I had been acting lately. I have to find her somehow; tell her how much I need, want her, tell her how sorry I am…hold her in my arms again. I just have to.
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I finally made it into the house. After I took one step through the door, everyone's eyes were on me and I broke down. I collapsed to the floor and the last image I saw was my parents running to me before everything went black.
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My head hurt so much and my eyelids struggled to open. When they finally did, I was in a room that I immediately recognized. It was the room I would stay in when dad and I came here to visit. I looked down and saw my parents on either side of the bed I was lying in with their heads down on the mattress by my sides. It looked like they were sleeping. I held onto their hands tightly, suddenly the fear of losing one of them weighing down on my heart.
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We stayed for three days, not really wanting to leave. I had asked mom and dad if I could stay with Maggie for the remainder of spring break. I even told them that I would attend the school here, something to keep me busy, since their spring break happened before ours did. They didn't really seem to mind; they knew that Maggie needed the company and they would have stayed too if it wasn't for their jobs. Maggie was happy, the most happy I'd seen her in the past few days and I was glad that I was apart of that reason.
We drove back up the Hartford so that I could pack some more clothes. I felt relieved when I stepped into my room. The smell and the comfort that came over me felt so great. I walked over to my bed and climbed into the covers. For the first time in days, I slept peacefully.
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I drove around for a while, not really paying attention to my surroundings. I asked all of her friends if they knew where she was, but that was no help at all since Rory apparently didn't tell them about her maybe moving. I even went as far as asking Paris; that didn't turn out well. She ended up yelling at me about disturbing her at home then slamming the door in my face. So, I decided to come back home, maybe write her an e-mail or write her a letter, anything. I had to do something to busy myself with. I drove into my driveway and saw their car. My heart leapt and I ran over to their front door.
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"Tristan…what are you doing here?" Lorelai wasn't sure. She hadn't seen Tristan in days and according to what Rory had said about what happened between the two of them and how she had acted before the death, Lorelai wasn't all that sure that Rory would want to see him.
"Is she here?" Tristan breathed out, getting excited at the mere thought of seeing her again.
Lorelai hesitated. "Yeah, but-"
Before she could finish, Tristan pushed his way through and ran up to Rory's room.
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There he was, standing in front of her door. He had been standing there for minutes, not really knowing what to say. All of this time he had wanted her to come back, be within at least seeing range, and he hadn't even thought about what he would say to her if-when she came back. He finally knocked softly, the pressure and anxiety weighing down on him and he waited for her to answer her door. When she didn't, he instantly became worried. He didn't know why, but he did. He quietly opened the door and let out a sigh of relief when he saw her sleeping. He shut the door behind him after stepping in and watched her as she breathed in and out. He finally walked over to her bed and climbed under the covers with her, taking her back into his arms after what seemed like an eternity. He soon fell asleep breathing in the scent that was purely her.