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Lost In You

Chapter 10: Christmas Spirit

Rory made her way into her house as she wiped her eyes. All she and Tristan did lately was fight. After the fights, she then spent most of the night angry and upset, it was a vicious cycle.

Rory sat down on the couch and stared at the blank wall in front of her. Christmas was just days away and the usual huge flourishing Christmas tree that would be in the corner of the room was missing. Her mom and dad weren't in the country and they wouldn't be back until Christmas Eve, so it was up to Rory or the hired help to put it up this year. There wasn't much Christmas spirit in Rory to allow for her to set up the Christmas tree, so if it did get put up, it definitely would not be her doing. Rory's cell phone stared ringing, and she answered somberly.

"Hello?"

"Hey Ace, what's up?" Logan wondered.

"Oh nothing," Rory lied.

"How was your time with Tristan? Was he angry that you were late?"

"You could say that." She replied.

"Are we still on for tonight?" He asked, sounding exited about the prospect of another date.

"I'm not actually feeling too well at the moment; maybe I could take a rain check?" Rory sighed aloud; she wasn't in the mood for company now.

"Um, yeah sure." He said sounding uneasy.

"Thanks Logan, I'll talk to you later."

"Ace, are you sure that you're fine? You don't sound yourself." Logan was beginning to sound very worried.

"Positive, talk to you later." Rory hung up her cell phone and lied down on the couch. She stared up at the ceiling and let out a long sigh again, she hated lying to people, but Tristan was already harboring enough anger towards Logan. If he found out that Tristan was the reason as to why she was so upset, Logan would surely go around to Tristan's, only making matters worse.

Rory thought back to the present that she saw on the table at Tristan's. Tristan had obviously thought they were on good enough terms to have bought her a present, and they had just ruined their friendship again. Why had they ever tried to be more?

Tristan looked at the show on TV and realized that he had not taken in any of what was being said. He was too angry about the fight that he and Rory had just had. Their fights were becoming an everyday occurrence now, something that was definitely not normal. Their friendship used to involve fights that were about little things like mindless playful fights that they laughed about afterwards. Lately, the fights were becoming more serious and more frequent. Sighing, Tristan slowly got up from the couch and made his way into the kitchen to get himself a drink. On the way, however, he was stopped by a present on the nearby table. Tristan leaned up against the table, stabling himself and picked up the present. He stared down at the little box, which contained a necklace and bracelet that he had bought just before his accident, when they were on good terms. Tristan walked into the kitchen holding the present, and opened the fridge and grabbed a can of Coke. After talking himself out of adding some rum to that coke, he walked slowly back into the lounge room and sat down on the couch.

"So we didn't talk too much at school today, what's up?" She asked sitting up and putting the book down, after a few minutes of silence.

"Nothing." He replied.

There was silence and Rory finally said, "Well then, can you tell me what the text last night was about?"

Tristan leaned in and kissed her passionately. Before long, the kiss turned into a long series of lustful kisses. Rory kissed back hungrily as he repositioned himself on top of her. The two smiled as Tristan pushed her book onto the floor.

Tristan smiled at the memory. She was so sweet and innocent, yet he loved the moments when she came out of her skin and had fun. He also loved kissing her; he loved being in her company. That was the reason why he had bought the necklace and bracelet. Any amount of money was worth seeing that smile of hers. But he wasn't making her smile anymore, Logan was. His bitter thoughts grew as he thought back to their last conversation.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." She said in a pleading voice doubled with her puppy dog pout.

"Yeah, I bet. Let me take one guess, you were with Logan weren't you?"

He looked at the spot next to him on the couch. She had been sitting there when the fight started. He could almost still see her sitting there, her eyes full of sadness. They were close for so many years that he couldn't imagine it any other way. Their relationship had been great until Logan moved in on his friend's girl. But she wasn't his girl; that was what he had to realize. Overcome with anger, Tristan chucked the box against a nearby wall and watched the contents spill out and land on the floor. Neither of them were worth it. It wasn't like he wasn't surrounded by crowds of people that wanted to be his friend or his next conquest. He just had to move past them; let them be happy together without him. As much as he tried to convince himself that's what he wanted, Tristan couldn't escape the voice in his head that said otherwise.

Rory woke up early Christmas morning and looked at the dreary weather visible through her window. She climbed out of bed slowly and made her way down the staircase. Her mom and dad had arrived home from France last night, but she hadn't seen them yet. Rory wasn't in the mood for company, so she had gone to bed early. As Rory moved in the lounge room, she noticed her mom and dad seated on the floor in front of the Christmas tree that must have been put up over night.

"Good morning sweetie, Merry Christmas." Lorelai greeted her.

"Morning mom." Rory looked at her father, Christopher, "Morning dad."

"Morning." Her father got up from his place on the floor and grabbed his coffee from a nearby stand.

Rory sat down on the floor, not in the mood to be enjoying Christmas after the past few day's events.

"Ok, well you can open your presents first." Lorelai handed Rory a small package with a smile on her face from ear to ear.

After the family had opened all their presents, they made their way into the dining room to eat their breakfast. Rory quickly ate her way through her cereal and made her way up to her bedroom.

Once in her room, Rory looked down at the jewelry and camera she had received from her parents. Rory had been looking forward to Christmas before all the fights and problems with Tristan had started. She made her way over to her walk-in-closet, when there was a knock at the door and Rory stopped what she was doing.

"Are you ok Ror?" Lorelai wondered as she made herself comfortable on her daughter's bed.

"Yeah mom, I'm just a bit tired that's all." Rory replied, avoiding eye contact with her mother, hoping she wouldn't notice that she was lying.

"Ok then." Lorelai said giving in, standing up from the bed and moving over to the doorway, "Come down stairs as soon as you're ready ok?"

With that, Lorelai made her way out of the room and closed the door. Rory opened her closet and looked down at one of the shelves and frowned.

Tristan had finished opening his Christmas presents and had made his way up to his room once again. His parents had quickly opened their presents and made their way out of the house to attend a Christmas brunch with friends.

Tristan lied down on his bed and placed his hands behind his head. He looked over at his desk to take note of the time, when he noticed a small box placed carefully next to his digital clock. He got off his bed slowly, still in pain, and picked up the box. He opened the box and saw the necklace and bracelet carefully replaced in the box. He sighed when he realized that one of the maids must have noticed the scattered present and brought it back up to his room. He had no one else to give this present to, so maybe he should make his way around to her place and give her the present. He was positive that she would have seen it on her way out the other day.

Rory got into the car and looked out the windshield and sighed, but looking down at the box on the passenger seat, she smiled.

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