After All These Years
A/N: Okay, quick note from me. But not to worry, there is an actual chapter here. First of all, SORRY SORRY SORRY. I realize that it's been about a year since my last post, and I really don't have any excuse. For those of you faithful fans of this story who've waited patiently, don't worry: this story will be finished. I made a promise to my readers and myself a long time ago that I would never leave a story unfinished, which always bothers me. I will try my hardest to finish this particular story. So again, I'm so sorry. And here's your next chapter. – Ivy
After All These Years
-Chapter 7: Everybody Just Needs to Listen –
Rory turned around, "Yes?"
Tristan paused, not really knowing what he should say. Hey Rory, you remember your jackass ex-fiancé. He's back!!! Maybe he could break out into song, Guess who's back? Back again? Jess is back…tell a friend. Or not. "Um…you know, on second thought, it can wait. I'll talk to you when I get home."
"Okay, Tris…whatever you say," Rory said, slightly confused. She walked over to where he was standing and gave him a quick kiss. "I'll see you when I get home. I love you, Bible boy." With that, she turned and walked into the elevator, blowing him a quick kiss before the doors shut.
"Ditto." Tristan whispered to the closed elevator doors.
Meanwhile, in Tristan's office
Jess sat, shocked, in Tristan's office. Didn't it just figure that the one person from this firm that he needed to work with happened to be a close friend of Rory's? A very close friend, he thought as he looked around the office again and saw all the pictures showing Tristan, Rory, and what appeared to be his daughter.
Sighing, he tried to forget that the girl who had been the love of his life was probably right outside the door, and picked up a paper that had been sitting next to him. Maybe some light reading will take my mind off of things. Hey, the Social section…that's always good for a laugh.
Jess stopped cold when he saw a familiar face staring up at him from the front of the paper. It couldn't be…could it?
Just then, the door to the office reopened and Tristan came in, looking stressed out and slightly panicky. He quickly shut the door and turned to Jess, a look of determination on his face. When he saw what Jess had been looking at, a small smirk appeared on his face. "Nice article, wasn't it? I couldn't have written it better myself."
Jess just stared at him, his mouth wide open. It can't be true. I can't believe that she's going to marry HIM. His circling thoughts were cut off by Tristan once again, the smirk now gone from his face.
"Now you listen to me, Mariano. We will do our jobs together as quickly as humanly possible, and then you will once again disappear. Don't go near Rory. If you do, I WILL find out, and the consequences will not be full of daisies and sunflowers. If you so much as glance in her general direction, I will be after you in a heartbeat. And that includes Rae, too. The two of them have been through too much to have you come striding in after six years and ruin it all. They're happy. Rory's happy. She deserves that. Leave them alone."
Jess just nodded, mute. He never agreed, he never disagreed. He just sat there, the look on his face one of as if he had lost his favorite book, and then found it again only to be told he couldn't read it. Tristan did not overlook this.
"I mean it, Mariano. To me, you're trash. You swore your heart to Rory, and then ran away when things got tough. As far as I see it, you're a coward, a low-life, a - " Tristan cut himself off with a shake of his head. "Let's just get to work and get this done with."
A/N: Okay, sorry so short. I'll try to post again soon!