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Fall to Pieces

Chapter 5: I Kissed a Drunk Girl

RECAP

"What can I get you?" He asked her.

She realized what he was trying to play at. Just pretending like nothing was wrong - he was such a cop out. Not being in the mood for another fight, she decided to play along.

"What have you got?" she questioned, in an almost seductive tone.

"Almost everything I want" he replied, his eyes clearly indicating to her what he was talking about, or who he was talking about – her. She knew she was just a game to him, just another conquest, she always was and always would be, or so she thought. But at that moment she really didn't care, either that or the alcohol was finally starting to take over, because here she was playing along like she actually knew what she was doing…

But she didn't, so she decided to end this little game before he caught on to that minor detail. She leaned over the bar almost as if she was going to kiss him but reached to the side of him to grab 2 bottles of Smirnoff double black's (vodka mixed drink). She slowly began to move backwards, purposely brushing against his arm with her own and stopped at his left ear to whisper "In your dreams" and with that she turned around and walked off.

Tristan was dumbfounded, he just stared after her. That's when he first actually noticed what she was wearing. It was so un-Mary like. It was also so un-Tristan like to just stare after a girl and watch her walk away, not that it had ever happened before. He was about to go after her, but remembered he had to stay at the bar until his best friend Josh turned up to take over. He was the only person other than himself that he trusted to operate the bar- he knew when to cut people off and how to make some literally mind-blowing drinks. Drawing himself from his thoughts he began making more drinks.


Almost two hours had passed, and Rory was having the time of her life. For the first time ever she felt like she belonged. People were actually talking too her and a countless number of guys had asked if she wanted to dance. She refused most of them seeing as though she could barely stand on her own two feet. There was absolutely no doubt about it, she, Lorelai Leigh Gilmore was drunk.

"Hey babe, follow me," some guy whispered in Rory's ear as he loosely gripped her wrist and led her up the stairwell.

Rory was completely oblivious to what was going on. Not a thought in her mind. She was almost stumbling after the mysterious guy, glancing around at her surroundings which soon became a blur.


Tristan had kept his eye on Rory since she left the bar, and was shocked by her behavior, although it didn't take a genius to realize that she was drunk. He of all people knew what that was like. He was like that almost every other weekend, but never at his own parties. It was like a coping mechanism – the catalyst to escape reality, he drank and continued to do so until he felt completely numb.

Tristan was deep in thought, contemplating his own reasons for drinking, when it suddenly occurred to him, as he connected the dots - the yelling and fighting, the skipping school, the minimal amount of clothing, coming here to this party, getting completely plastered…she was looking for an escape. 'But why?' he thought to himself.

He was immediately snapped out of it as he saw Chris Taylor leading a drunk Rory up the stairwell. Without so much as a second thought, he raced up after them.

Upon reaching the empty upper level of the house, Tristan watched the two walk into the first bedroom on the right. The door was almost shut as Tristan pushed it open causing the two occupants to fall to the ground.

"Hey man, what the hell?" yelled a very angry Chris.

"Get out now!" replied Tristan in an equally menacing tone.

"Why? Me and Mary here were just about to have us some fun." He sneered, as he nodded at the wide-eyed brunette attempting to regain her stance.

Tristan was furious, anger rousing his entire body. He couldn't believe Chris had the hide to call her Mary, 'nobody calls her that except me!' he thought as he launched himself towards Chris, hitting him square in the jaw, and then again in the stomach. Chris knew Tristan had won this round, and departed from the room, holding his bleeding jaw and winded stomach in defeat.

Tristan closed the door after him and crept over to Rory who was now seated on the bed. He sat down beside her and tilted her chin up with his hand.

"You ok?" he questioned.

"Mhmm, I – I fink soo, why woodn I bee?" Rory slurred.

Tristan chuckled at her response. He had to laugh in spite of the situation. It was definitely amusing to watch this usually calm and collected girl not be able to form a sentence properly. However it was obvious the alcohol was wearing off, as she was able to actually sit up without any help and answer him.

"D-don't yoou lauf at mee…" she said accusingly poking Tristan in the shoulder.

"So what if I do. What are you going to do about it?" He asked, with his ever present smirk plastered on his face.

Tristan was definitely caught off guard as Rory placed her hands on either side of his shoulders and stood up and then proceeded to place either leg on either side of Tristan's thighs, straddling him. She pushed him down with what little weight she had, as her lips met his. Tristan immediately responded, parting his lips allowing her tongue to enter, 'God knows where she learnt to kiss like this' he thought to himself. The kisses became hungrier and more passionate by both parties……


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