Title: Lies

Summary: Rory meets Tristan at a party. They really hit it off. But what is Tristan hiding from her?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Wish I did though, then I would have at least two hot guys in my bedroom...Tris and Jess...yummie!

A/N: I got this idea from the story If It Really Was That Easy by BrookenLucas12. I read the first few chapters and got the idea that Dean was lying to Rory about his relationship with Lindsay. I turned out to be wrong :P but anyway that's how I got this idea.

Last chapter: Tristan and Rory meet again at a party. When they are talking suddenly a beautiful woman comes to get Tristan and she calls him honey! And he calls her sweety! What is going on?!

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The brownhaired woman smiled and turned to Rory.

"Ow how impolite of me"

She extended her hand

"I'm Layla, Tristan's wife"

Rory was in too much of a shock to shake the womans hand. Instead she kept staring at Tristan, who watched the display of emotions on her face with amusement.

"Layla sweetheart, why don't you go inside huh? I'll be right with you"

His voice was dripping with sweetness, something that baffled Rory. How could it be that the guy she always saw as a player had finally changed his ways and settled down? Even though she had to admit Layla was gorgeous, she still couldn't see why Tristan would marry her. She looked exactly like the popular girls had in Chilton: shallow and bitchy.

Layla nodded and went inside, but not before giving Rory a breathtaking –although clearly fake- smile.

Tristan could see that she was trying to figure out the details and smirked.

"Dissapointed Mare?"

Rory looked up at him again.

"Dissapointed? No...just confused"

"About what? How I turned from a player to a tied down man?"

Rory nodded and waited for his explanation.

"Business Rory. It was a business deal. If I married her the DuGrey firm would be extended. We would get more money and more people working for us. So I did."

"Do you love her?"

To Rory Gilmore marriage was something that was always accompanied by love. How could you promise to spend the rest of your life with someone you didn't even care about? Sleep with them...talk to them everyday about your problems and your life...How could you do that when you didn't love that person?

When she was little she had always imagined herself marrying prince charming. They would meet and instantly fall in love. Within months they would be married and they would spend the rest of their lives living the dream. There would be kids, and a dog, and basically everything would be sheer bliss.

Ofcourse when she grew up she realized that it took a lot more than just good looks to become involved. She wanted someone to talk to. Someone she could share her hopes and dreams with, and not having to fear that he would laugh at her. He would have to make her feel special, and make her laugh. A lot. She loved to laugh. In the past, with Jess, she didn't have much to laugh about. There were fights, more often than not she was angry with him. But she still loved him. And maybe if he would have stayed she would have end up marrying him. Although she really doubted that. But she could share her dreams with him. They could talk about everything. And in a way he had made her see what more she wanted from a guy.

She wanted trust. She wanted to be able to trust him. To know that he wouldn't leave her in the cold one day because he felt like it. She wanted to be able to come home smiling everyday because she knew he was waiting there for her.

Yes. Trust was one of the important pillars of a relationship.

"No"

His answer got lost in the thoughts that were whirling around in her head. For a few seconds she didn't even register that he had said something, and it took a few more seconds to notice what he had said.

"You don't?"

He looked a little ashamed to share his secret with her, but eventually started telling her about their marriage. It consisted out of a lot of fights. To the world outside they pretended to be the happy couple but it was only a facade. It was something to keep their social status up. They couldn't tell the world that their marriage was failing. That when they were home together they were always fighting and screaming at eachother. That they barely talked to eachother when they weren't fighting. That it was always a calm before the storm. He told her how they had separate bedrooms and how they avoided touching eachother. His eyes became dark and his voice cold as he told her how Layla had an affair. He had come home early one day to find them on the couch, clad in only their underwear. She didn't even try to feel guilty, and the only reason he cared was because he couldn't allow this marriage to fall apart so soon after they got married. They needed to stay married for a while, so that Layla's father wouldn't break their allegiance when they got divorced.

Rory just listened to him as he was telling her all this and wondered why he bothered to share it with her. He probably needed someone to listen to him. And as his monologue went on she started to pity him. Here he was. The former king of Chilton. Destined for greatness. And he was trapped. In a family. In a marriage he didn't want with a wife he hardly liked. She wondered if he had affairs himself, he hadn't said that he did, but he hadn't said that he didn't either. If he was anything like the guy back in highschool he probably had, but when she heard him talking about the importance of the firm she wondered if he would risk all that for just a fling.

They both noticed Layla coming back towards them and Rory shot Tristan a sympathetic smile. He just nodded before walking off to Layla, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

As she watched them dance she noticed how strange it was to see them like this. They acted like nothing was wrong. Tristan looked deeply into Layla's eyes and by the way she looked back at him everybody would say she was head over heels in love with him. He had his arm wrapped around her waist and tenderly carressed her shoulder before leaning in for a kiss.

When they started kissing Rory averted her gaze. She wondered if she would ever be able to act like they did. If she would be able to lie to her loved ones about what was going on between her and someone else. She didn't know that soon she would.

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A/N: So Tristan's marriage sucks. Or doesn't it? I hope you liked this chapter!!!