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Chapter 3
What Happened To My Mary?
Tristan~
After bs-ing with everyone for a while, I drag Kevin into the house with me. "My Mary and Mike? You have got to fuckin be kidding me." I say harshly but I don't scream it as I wish to. There is no way in hell I'm going to let every one know how this is effecting me.
"Man, she was never yours. Anyhow she changed during the school year. She moved in with her grandparents in February. Just completely changed her whole attitude within a few weeks. Definitely not your sweet little Mary anymore." He says with a shake of his head
"She slept with Mike?" my heart is breaking into a million pieces
"Not yet, but give her a few more weeks."
"No way in hell. Mike and I are going to have a little talk and if he has to have his dinner through a straw for the rest of his life so be it. I am going to keep him away from her." This is not a threat this is a promise. I don't care how Neanderthal it is, he will not go near her.
"Good luck man, she seems pretty into him and there's no way in hell he'd be stupid enough to let her go without a fight."
I smile; did he forget who he was talking? "If he wants a fight he'll get one, she's mine."
"Shit man, you came back with a vengeance. Guess Military School didn't work as well as your dad hoped it would." He says smirking
"I don't know man, definitely thinking more. The old me would have decked Mike the moment I saw him touch Rory. He knew she was off limits."
Kevin just laughs at me, I can't say I blame him "So what did happen that your dad let you come home? My dad said I wasn't seeing you again till after graduation."
"I have no clue," I say with a shrug of my shoulders as I grab a soda from the fridge "There's something weird going on in my house. My dad was almost human and my mom, holy shit, she's doing this June Cleaver thing."
"Your mom?" He looks at me in shock
"Yea that's my reaction, something's going on. She hugged me and told me how much she missed me, bought me a whole new summer wardrobe, looked at my scar."
He looks at me confused "She looked at your scar?" he asks
"Yea she came into my room and looked at my head and looked at this small scar I have on my head, I never even knew it was there and then she tells me how I got it. The lady that missed me getting my appendix and tonsils taken out, the double pneumonia when I was 12 and the broken leg, but she knew about this small scar." I raise my hand up and rub my finger against it. "It was weird. Oh yea then she gave me her car keys because she had my dad drop my car off at the shop since it hadn't been driven in so long."
"She dying?"
"That's what I was thinking." I down the rest of my soda and shake my head "Enough of this, I'm going back out."
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It takes almost a half an hour for me to make my way over to Rory; I let everyone stroke my ego for a while, in order to gather my courage to go to her. She's back to her spot on the lounge reading, I smile, it's nice to know at least something hasn't changed.
"Hello Mary" I say leaning over her
She raises her head up and looks at me, I wish she didn't have those sunglasses on so I could see the cornflower blue eyes that I had missed so dearly. "Hello Tristan"
"No comment about your name not being Mary?"
"No it just encourages you, so I'm not bothering. Welcome home though"
Her voice is so distant, it irritates me, I had been so positive that there had been something between us as I said good-bye to her. Had I been wrong? "Why didn't you come over and say that? I've been here for awhile now."
"You had your flock around you, there was no reason to."
I sit down next to her "So you and Mike, that's certainly something I never expected. What happened to the bagboy?"
"He's in Stars Hollow, I'm here."
Okay see now I'm ready to start screaming, what the hell is now so suddenly hard about talking to me and not giving me the completely impersonal replies "Ah yes you live here now." My voice is cool and relaxed, barely interested even. There's one good thing about my upbringing I have a hell of a poker face.
"Yea…Oh shit what time is it?" she says sitting up
I look down "A little after five, why?"
"Damn, I have to get home. I have dinner with my grandparents." She starts to sit up
"Need me to take you home?" I say standing
"I came here with Mike, he can drive me back." She says as she starts to gather her things
I laugh "I don't know about that, I just say a keg stand going on in the kitchen, when I walked out he was already up to thirty seconds."
"Damn it, I guess I will take you up on that offer if you don't mind them."
With that she starts to dress, god if you could call it dressing, it was barely more than her bikini. The skirt was a frayed, faded denim mini and she paired it with just an open long sleeve white shirt, her feet were slid into brown leather sandals and I noticed her toenails, they were maroon with little flowers. She was now a pedicure girl, that causes me to look at her fingernails, short, but with a French manicure. I've been around rich girls for a long time; she's now one of them. This scares me.
"Tristan?" her voice calls me
"Huh..yea?"
"I'm gonna go say happy birthday one last time to Lisa, then tell Mike I'm going."
"Kay I'll meet you at the car." With that she leaves and I'm not going to deny that I watch her perfect legs in that actually quite amazing skirt, but I can't stand the fact that everyone else gets to see her like that too.
Chapter 3
What Happened To My Mary?
Tristan~
After bs-ing with everyone for a while, I drag Kevin into the house with me. "My Mary and Mike? You have got to fuckin be kidding me." I say harshly but I don't scream it as I wish to. There is no way in hell I'm going to let every one know how this is effecting me.
"Man, she was never yours. Anyhow she changed during the school year. She moved in with her grandparents in February. Just completely changed her whole attitude within a few weeks. Definitely not your sweet little Mary anymore." He says with a shake of his head
"She slept with Mike?" my heart is breaking into a million pieces
"Not yet, but give her a few more weeks."
"No way in hell. Mike and I are going to have a little talk and if he has to have his dinner through a straw for the rest of his life so be it. I am going to keep him away from her." This is not a threat this is a promise. I don't care how Neanderthal it is, he will not go near her.
"Good luck man, she seems pretty into him and there's no way in hell he'd be stupid enough to let her go without a fight."
I smile; did he forget who he was talking? "If he wants a fight he'll get one, she's mine."
"Shit man, you came back with a vengeance. Guess Military School didn't work as well as your dad hoped it would." He says smirking
"I don't know man, definitely thinking more. The old me would have decked Mike the moment I saw him touch Rory. He knew she was off limits."
Kevin just laughs at me, I can't say I blame him "So what did happen that your dad let you come home? My dad said I wasn't seeing you again till after graduation."
"I have no clue," I say with a shrug of my shoulders as I grab a soda from the fridge "There's something weird going on in my house. My dad was almost human and my mom, holy shit, she's doing this June Cleaver thing."
"Your mom?" He looks at me in shock
"Yea that's my reaction, something's going on. She hugged me and told me how much she missed me, bought me a whole new summer wardrobe, looked at my scar."
He looks at me confused "She looked at your scar?" he asks
"Yea she came into my room and looked at my head and looked at this small scar I have on my head, I never even knew it was there and then she tells me how I got it. The lady that missed me getting my appendix and tonsils taken out, the double pneumonia when I was 12 and the broken leg, but she knew about this small scar." I raise my hand up and rub my finger against it. "It was weird. Oh yea then she gave me her car keys because she had my dad drop my car off at the shop since it hadn't been driven in so long."
"She dying?"
"That's what I was thinking." I down the rest of my soda and shake my head "Enough of this, I'm going back out."
~~~~~~~
It takes almost a half an hour for me to make my way over to Rory; I let everyone stroke my ego for a while, in order to gather my courage to go to her. She's back to her spot on the lounge reading, I smile, it's nice to know at least something hasn't changed.
"Hello Mary" I say leaning over her
She raises her head up and looks at me, I wish she didn't have those sunglasses on so I could see the cornflower blue eyes that I had missed so dearly. "Hello Tristan"
"No comment about your name not being Mary?"
"No it just encourages you, so I'm not bothering. Welcome home though"
Her voice is so distant, it irritates me, I had been so positive that there had been something between us as I said good-bye to her. Had I been wrong? "Why didn't you come over and say that? I've been here for awhile now."
"You had your flock around you, there was no reason to."
I sit down next to her "So you and Mike, that's certainly something I never expected. What happened to the bagboy?"
"He's in Stars Hollow, I'm here."
Okay see now I'm ready to start screaming, what the hell is now so suddenly hard about talking to me and not giving me the completely impersonal replies "Ah yes you live here now." My voice is cool and relaxed, barely interested even. There's one good thing about my upbringing I have a hell of a poker face.
"Yea…Oh shit what time is it?" she says sitting up
I look down "A little after five, why?"
"Damn, I have to get home. I have dinner with my grandparents." She starts to sit up
"Need me to take you home?" I say standing
"I came here with Mike, he can drive me back." She says as she starts to gather her things
I laugh "I don't know about that, I just say a keg stand going on in the kitchen, when I walked out he was already up to thirty seconds."
"Damn it, I guess I will take you up on that offer if you don't mind them."
With that she starts to dress, god if you could call it dressing, it was barely more than her bikini. The skirt was a frayed, faded denim mini and she paired it with just an open long sleeve white shirt, her feet were slid into brown leather sandals and I noticed her toenails, they were maroon with little flowers. She was now a pedicure girl, that causes me to look at her fingernails, short, but with a French manicure. I've been around rich girls for a long time; she's now one of them. This scares me.
"Tristan?" her voice calls me
"Huh..yea?"
"I'm gonna go say happy birthday one last time to Lisa, then tell Mike I'm going."
"Kay I'll meet you at the car." With that she leaves and I'm not going to deny that I watch her perfect legs in that actually quite amazing skirt, but I can't stand the fact that everyone else gets to see her like that too.