The ending of last chapter ::
She pulled up and walking over to it, she took off her shoes and lay down in it. The hammock contained so many memories of hers.
Chapter 9, Memories::
:.:.:.:."Tristan give me back my book!" Rory yelled as she chased after an 11-year-old Tristan.
"No reading is stupid."
"No its not!" She yelled as Tristan climbed onto the hammock. Rory tried to climb after him and the hammock flipped over. Rory landed on the ground crying.
"Rory, are you okay?" Tristan asked kneeling next to Rory. Pulling her hand a way from her chin he saw a little scrape. "I'm so sorry," he said gently kissing her chin. "Better?"
:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:. Rory's sitting on the hammock crying, Tristan walks up to her holding a cup of coffee. "Will you tell me what happened?" he asked sitting down next to her as she laid her head on his shoulder.
"James dumped me." She sobbed "For Laura Jameson."
"He's an idiot Ror, I don't know what he could see in her. You are so much better then her." He brushed her hair out of her face. "He doesn't know what he's missing."
:.:.:.:.:.:.:. Rory drops her bike off and walks over to the hammock the summer before her freshman year of high school hoping Tristan could hang out. She sees' him and as she's about to yell out to him he sees' her kissing some other girl. They fall back onto the hammock absorbed in the kiss. "Oh my G0d..." Rory said turning away and running grabbing her bike and going home.
Tristan sat up hearing her voice "RORY?" he asked mentally kicking himself for making out with some random girl.
:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:. "You're such a jackass Tristan; I can't believe you would say that!"
"Rory I didn't mean it."
"I don't give a damn anymore you told some whore I meant nothing to you just so you could hook up with her!"
"It came out wrong, I didn't mean it to sound like that, I swear!"
"Well boo-freaking-hoo DuGrey, because you did say it that way, and it's obvious that all these years of friendship meant NOTHING to you."
"You know they did Ror." He sat down in the hammock putting his head in his hands.
"Why Tristan?" Rory whispered walking over to him. "Why betray years of friendship to make out with a girl you'll never talk to again."
"I didn't mean to, G0d I didn't mean to." She started to walk away "Mary...no no I didn't . . ." He started, realizing the mistake in calling her that. She ran away from him tears streaming down her face.
:.:.:.:.:.:."Mare what are you doing here?" Tristan asked 6 months since the last time she was over at his house.
"I umm.." her voice faltered how could she explain all her pent up emotions to him in words.
"I don't have all day you know." He said his voice exasperated, his walls up.
"You aren't making this very easy you know!" She said frustrated.
"I'm sorry Mary but life isn't all sweet and dandy."
"Why have you turned into such and asshole Tristan, what happened to you along the way?"
"Reality Hayden, you're living in a fantasy world if you think everyone is nice and good."
"Maybe not everyone, but you used to be." She said softly.
"Things change."
"NOT THIS MUCH." She yelled back lowering her voice she added, "Why me Tristan, if you didn't want to be friends I'd understand but why did you have to start picking on me?" Her question was so simple so innocent, so Rory like.
She watched as Tristan's eyes softened at her question. "I'm a screw up Rory that's why, I'm a complete and total fuck up." He replied taking a step closer to her.
"What are you talking about?"
"I didn't know how to tell you, I didn't know how to be around you, I just didn't know what I was doing at all." He replied hanging his head in shame.
"What are you talking about?" a puzzled expression crossed her features.
"I was... I am in love with you." He said slowly. "Being around you hurt so I went after girls, and then I just couldn't be around you. I missed you so much Rory but it hurt so much."
"That was stupid." She said taking a step towards him.
"Why, what was so stupid about it Ror?"
"If you had just told me –"but he didn't let her finish.
"If I had told you then what, how uncomfortable would that make our friendship? How could you look at me and not feel weird because you don't like me back."
"As I was saying," She began as he trailed off "if you had told me, you would have known that I like you too."
"You what?" he asked.
"I . . . Like . . . You. . . Too!" She said simply, as color slowly rose up her face.
Tristan reached over and brought Rory into a tight hug then picked her up and spun her around.
The tears stopped as memory after memory flooded back. "I miss you baby." She whispered into the air. Standing up she grabbed her shoes and made her way towards her car. The wind blew against her face and kissed her cheeks.
A/N- well here you have it... I know that past few chapters have been sappy and mushy but believe me it wont be like that for long. I just wanted to have some happy chapters in before things got..uhh.. not so happy. But I hope you liked it! REVIEW
XoXo- Sasha
She pulled up and walking over to it, she took off her shoes and lay down in it. The hammock contained so many memories of hers.
Chapter 9, Memories::
:.:.:.:."Tristan give me back my book!" Rory yelled as she chased after an 11-year-old Tristan.
"No reading is stupid."
"No its not!" She yelled as Tristan climbed onto the hammock. Rory tried to climb after him and the hammock flipped over. Rory landed on the ground crying.
"Rory, are you okay?" Tristan asked kneeling next to Rory. Pulling her hand a way from her chin he saw a little scrape. "I'm so sorry," he said gently kissing her chin. "Better?"
:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:. Rory's sitting on the hammock crying, Tristan walks up to her holding a cup of coffee. "Will you tell me what happened?" he asked sitting down next to her as she laid her head on his shoulder.
"James dumped me." She sobbed "For Laura Jameson."
"He's an idiot Ror, I don't know what he could see in her. You are so much better then her." He brushed her hair out of her face. "He doesn't know what he's missing."
:.:.:.:.:.:.:. Rory drops her bike off and walks over to the hammock the summer before her freshman year of high school hoping Tristan could hang out. She sees' him and as she's about to yell out to him he sees' her kissing some other girl. They fall back onto the hammock absorbed in the kiss. "Oh my G0d..." Rory said turning away and running grabbing her bike and going home.
Tristan sat up hearing her voice "RORY?" he asked mentally kicking himself for making out with some random girl.
:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:. "You're such a jackass Tristan; I can't believe you would say that!"
"Rory I didn't mean it."
"I don't give a damn anymore you told some whore I meant nothing to you just so you could hook up with her!"
"It came out wrong, I didn't mean it to sound like that, I swear!"
"Well boo-freaking-hoo DuGrey, because you did say it that way, and it's obvious that all these years of friendship meant NOTHING to you."
"You know they did Ror." He sat down in the hammock putting his head in his hands.
"Why Tristan?" Rory whispered walking over to him. "Why betray years of friendship to make out with a girl you'll never talk to again."
"I didn't mean to, G0d I didn't mean to." She started to walk away "Mary...no no I didn't . . ." He started, realizing the mistake in calling her that. She ran away from him tears streaming down her face.
:.:.:.:.:.:."Mare what are you doing here?" Tristan asked 6 months since the last time she was over at his house.
"I umm.." her voice faltered how could she explain all her pent up emotions to him in words.
"I don't have all day you know." He said his voice exasperated, his walls up.
"You aren't making this very easy you know!" She said frustrated.
"I'm sorry Mary but life isn't all sweet and dandy."
"Why have you turned into such and asshole Tristan, what happened to you along the way?"
"Reality Hayden, you're living in a fantasy world if you think everyone is nice and good."
"Maybe not everyone, but you used to be." She said softly.
"Things change."
"NOT THIS MUCH." She yelled back lowering her voice she added, "Why me Tristan, if you didn't want to be friends I'd understand but why did you have to start picking on me?" Her question was so simple so innocent, so Rory like.
She watched as Tristan's eyes softened at her question. "I'm a screw up Rory that's why, I'm a complete and total fuck up." He replied taking a step closer to her.
"What are you talking about?"
"I didn't know how to tell you, I didn't know how to be around you, I just didn't know what I was doing at all." He replied hanging his head in shame.
"What are you talking about?" a puzzled expression crossed her features.
"I was... I am in love with you." He said slowly. "Being around you hurt so I went after girls, and then I just couldn't be around you. I missed you so much Rory but it hurt so much."
"That was stupid." She said taking a step towards him.
"Why, what was so stupid about it Ror?"
"If you had just told me –"but he didn't let her finish.
"If I had told you then what, how uncomfortable would that make our friendship? How could you look at me and not feel weird because you don't like me back."
"As I was saying," She began as he trailed off "if you had told me, you would have known that I like you too."
"You what?" he asked.
"I . . . Like . . . You. . . Too!" She said simply, as color slowly rose up her face.
Tristan reached over and brought Rory into a tight hug then picked her up and spun her around.
The tears stopped as memory after memory flooded back. "I miss you baby." She whispered into the air. Standing up she grabbed her shoes and made her way towards her car. The wind blew against her face and kissed her cheeks.
A/N- well here you have it... I know that past few chapters have been sappy and mushy but believe me it wont be like that for long. I just wanted to have some happy chapters in before things got..uhh.. not so happy. But I hope you liked it! REVIEW
XoXo- Sasha