Well it's almost done now. There are only a few chapters to go. I'm liking the way it's ending though, this chapter shows why Tristan is the way he is really.
Chapter 19- Confession
Rory couldn't describe what she felt like in that moment. But she could remember that she'd thought it strange that one word could change your opinion of someone.
"Please let me explain" Tristan said, his eyes pleading with Rory silently.
She thought about telling him, no, telling him to leave her alone and that she never wanted to see him or hear him or even think about him again. I mean where did he get off not even telling her about this. But he'd helped her. All those week's when Matt had been in hospital. He'd been so brilliant a great listener and such a comfort. Now it was her turn to listen.
"Matt, go inside" she said
"And leave you here with that creep. You've no chance Rory. I'm not totally stupid"
"Please Matt?" she asked.
"Fine I'll be inside. Make sure you call if you need me out here" he said this looking at Tristan. Whishing the guy dead because he knew she was hurting more than she was showing.
"This had better be fucking good" she said snidely to Tristan once Matt had disappeared inside.
"It's not like he made it sound Rory" he began "Please let me tell you the whole story?"
"Ok Tristan, go" She was going to listen to his side of things. It was only fair.
He began pacing as he began to tell his story "I was young. It's not an excuse; there isn't an excuse for this really. What I did was wrong, I know that but I paid for it in a way you will never be able to appreciate.
Her name was Carla. I was fourteen and she was fifteen. She was the first girl I'd ever been serious about really. I'd dated other girls but they'd been so childish. Carla was older, more sophisticated, I'd desperately wanted to go out with her for ages before I succeeded in getting the courage to ask her. And when she said yes it was like all my birthdays and Christmas's had come at once. That was the beginning though. It soon became apparent that she was using me.
My family is one of the wealthiest in all of Connecticut. But I didn't care that she was using me, I was smitten. I didn't realise how far in over my head I was. At least not until afterwards. We'd gone to some party, gotten drunk and ended up sleeping together. I didn't even remember it the next day. I mean, I knew something had happened, you don't wake up naked next to your girlfriend and assume nothing happened." At this point he sat down on the porch step.
"I didn't bother to ask her about it. It seemed unimportant. Until a few weeks later when she told me she was pregnant. It would kill our family's I knew that. The parents insisted on meeting. But when they did it only got worse for me. Halfway through the debate on what to do with us Carla walked in and announced that she'd had an abortion. She'd killed my child. I was livid. She hadn't even told me. I might have been young. But I would've looked after her and the baby. I told her as much and then she let the real bomb drop. It might not have even been mine." Rory felt so unexplainably hurt for him now.
"I felt like being sick when she told me that. I wanted to hurt her so badly. She moved away with her family for a fresh start. I went round Chilton systematically dating every available girl. I was already known as a player so it didn't do me any harm. I was a pointless existence. I didn't let anyone in anymore because it was like having your heart put through a mixer. And I didn't want to hurt again" He looked at Rory now, his eyes glistening.
"Then you turned up and you opened up to me so easily in the park that day, like you could trust me. Been a long time since anyone trusted me. You did. I loved that. I didn't tell you about Carla because I didn't want to loose that trust, or you. I knew you'd see it like you were another girl I'd play and toss to the side. But you're not, Rory. Your worth so much more to me than that. I… I… I think I'm in love with you." The look in his eyes now was too much for Rory to bear. Tears slid down her face.
"Don't cry Rory please don't. Does the idea of me loving you really upset you that much?" he asked getting up and walking towards her.
She flung her arms around him. "How long have you been hurting like this?"
"Since she killed what could've been my child," he admitted, crying himself
She held him tight "It's ok, you know," she told him "I don't blame you. Everyone makes mistakes. My mum had Matt at sixteen."
It's not sure how long they stood there like that but for Rory it was forever. She wanted to let him know it was ok, just like he had wanted to reassure her when Matt had been hurt. Even though he barely knew her. What seemed like hours later they broke apart.
"Can I sleep here tonight?" he asked "On the couch of course"
"Sure. Come on" they walked into the house, hand in hand. Matt was going to hate her now. She'd never gone against her brother. He'd always been there to protect her. But things had changed. She'd learnt to cope without him, made choices on her own. And this was another thing he'd have to accept.
OK OK, I know it's short chapter. But let me know what you all think, your opinions mean a lot to me. If you have any ideas for the big Finale in the next chapter let me know. Or any ideas that will extend the Story. I look forward to hearing what you think.