Title: Time To Have A Chat
Author: Gilmoregirl7878
A/N: I'm writing three chapters at once right now, and I'm actually accomplishing something! It's been a while!
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Rory quietly slipped through the front doors and shut them behind her silently. She quickly looked from side to side of her and saw no sign of anyone.
She quietly hurried up the stairs and was almost there.
"Rory, where were you today!" Lorelai asked loudly, and Rory cringed and looked forlornly towards the top of the stairs.
Freedom, and so close.
Rory turned around and faced Lorelai with a mock sweet face on her face. "Why, I was at Tristan's house, Mother," She said sweetly.
"You skipped school to go to a boy's house? What is going on with you, Rory? First, it's mouthing out to Max, who only wants the best for you," Rory mouthed along the last part of the sentence with what Lorelai was saying. Lorelai stopped and glared at her.
"You are grounded. No going off to sleep with Finn or any other guys. You are going to be home every night for the next two weeks!" Lorelai yelled.
"Starting tonight?" Rory asked.
"Starting tonight!"
"Fine, guess I don't have to go to Emily's party tonight," Rory said triumphantly, smirking. Lorelai glared at her.
"You are going tonight, and your dress is hanging on your door."
"I'll pick my own clothes out, thanks," Rory thanked sarcastically, turning around and walking back upstairs.
Rory entered her room and screamed softly, jumping up and down before calming down and silently walking over to her CD player and turning on some soft music.
She looked at the dress on her door, it was something she might have worn in the fifth grade. She rolled her eyes and walked into her closet, looking around, but couldn't find anything perfect for tonight.
She heard a knock at her door and went to open it, praying it wasn't Lorelai.
It wasn't. It was their maids, Dana and Stacy, bringing up her shopping bags. She thanked them warmly and they smiled graciously back.
Rory looked through her bags and noticed one bag that seemed different. It was from a store that she hadn't even been to today, it had been forgotten in her trunk from a previous shopping trip.
She looked into it happily and held up the item inside it and smirked.
She had her outfit for tonight.
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Rory stared at herself in the mirror while applying her deep red lipstick.
"Rory! You better be ready soon and be at the party within fifteen minutes," Came Max's voice through her door.
"Yeah, yeah," She replied. Rory walked over to her window and watched her mother and Max drive down the drive way and towards her grandmothers'.
Rory picked up her purse from her drawer and looked one last time in the mirror, grinning happily.
She was wearing a silky white dress that had spaghetti straps and a plunging neckline, nothing too revealing, yet enough to tease. It was slinky down to just above her mid thigh. The bottom had a lace hem.
She winked at herself before smirking and walking out of the room. Maybe tonight might not be too bad.
When Rory arrived she went over to Emily who obviously disapproved of her dress and greeted her, as she was supposed to do before walking over to Finn, Tristan, and Austin.
"Gilmore, looking nice," Austin greeted, smirking.
"I know," She answered, laughing.
"Have I ever told you that I'm so lucky to have such damn hot best friend?" Summer asked, wrapping an arm around Rory's waist.
"Yes, but I love hearing it, because it's true!" Rory responded and hugged Summer.
"Don't you love it when they hug?" Finn asked the other guys, not-so-quietly.
"Shut up Finn," They both chorused and he pouted. Rory kissed his cheek.
"There, feel better?" She asked.
"Always, love," He responded warmly, wrapping an arm around her.
Rory looked over at Tristan who's eyes were not on her face, but were staring intently on her body. She smirked triumphantly.
"Summer, I need a drink," She said, her eyes still on Tristan before walking towards the bar and taking a glass of champagne. She and Summer leaned up against the bar and scanned the room. She caught Tristan's eyes and smirked faintly.
Summer followed her gaze and groaned. "You're just asking for trouble now," She warned. Rory's smirk grew and she tilted her head slightly towards the stairs and looked at Summer before she even waited for his response.
"Summer, I don't go looking for trouble, it finds me naturally," Rory said innocently, winking at her.
"Lorelai's watching you," She warned one last time.
"So let her watch," Rory responded before walking away.
She walked up the stairs and waited in the hallway. She didn't have to wait long because Tristan was right behind her. When he reached her she didn't say anything but took his hand and led him to her 'bedroom' that Emily had designed.
Once the door was shut behind them Tristan pushed her against it, kissing her hotly, running his hands down up and down her body.
"I knew you wouldn't resist," She said knowingly.
"Didn't give me much of a choice...in that dress, did you?" He asked, but captured her lips again and guided her toward the bed.
Later, Rory got up and slipped on her panties and went over to the mirror to fix her lipstick. When she was happy with her appearance she walked over to Tristan who was just finishing dressing and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"You might wanna make sure you have all the lipstick off," She suggested.
"Did I miss some on my face?" He asked her.
"I wasn't talking about on your face," She said smirking and winked at him one last time before exiting the room.
Rory walked downstairs and walked towards the bar and picking up a glass of champagne and walking over to Finn and a group of other people.
Finn looked at her carefully for a moment and Rory saw Tristan approach the group out of the corner of her eye.
"Well, Finn I guess I won the bet, right Tristan?" She asked Tristan, winking at him. He looked surprised for a moment before his eyes darted towards Finn, who just looked at him, his face expressionless.
"You know what that means," Rory said to Finn, smiling happily at him. He smiled softly before taking her hand and going to lead her out to the gardens, but her interrupted.
"Rory, why don't you have Finnegan take you for a spin on the dance floor, it's such a lovely song," Emily interrupted, they had no choice but to dance.
When they were on the dance floor Finn pulled her close to him.
"What's going on?" Rory asked him,
"What do you mean?" He asked distantly.
"Why are you acting like this? Finn, it's just a game, relax okay? You're the one that taught it to me,"
"Just don't get hurt," He warned.
"We don't get hurt, remember?" She reminded him sadly. His eyes softened and he pulled her close to him, she buried her face in his shoulder.
"Do you want to get out of here?" He asked her and she nodded her head against her shoulder. He smiled and told her to get her coat. He walked over to his table where their friends were and took his flask back that he had given Stephanie.
"You going somewhere? Sub party?" She asked him.
"Rory and I are out of here, come to my house as soon as you guys get out, okay?" He asked them, and they nodded.
Finn looked at Tristan for a moment silently. "You coming too, DuGrey?" He asked.
"Well, I'm not sure," Tristan tried to say.
"Good, I'll see you at my house than," Finn cut him off, nodding at everyone one last time before going over to where Rory was with her Grandmother before saying a few words to her and leaving.
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Rory and Finn made their way back to his home and when they got back Finn's room they were still silent. Finn went into his closet and pulled out clothes that Rory had bought to leave at his house especially.
While they got changed, Finn respectively turned away from her, eyes closed. When they were finish Rory collapsed on his bed and sighed, staring up at the ceiling.
"Did he see?" Finn asked silently.
"No, I kept my dress on like I did with Justin," She answered softly.
"Rory, why did you do it?" Rory smiled wryly.
"Because I wanted to. It's a game, isn't that what you told me when we met? It's just a game, it's a way to make our pathetic teenage lives a little more exciting," She explained.
"Rory, I never wanted you to be apart of the game, you're," Finn tried to explain.
"I'm what different, special?" Rory asked loudly. "Dammit Finn, I'm just like everyone else, there's nothing special about me at all!" She yelled, she stood up and headed for the door, but Finn stopped her halfway and put his arms around her.
"Finn, let go," She told him quietly.
"No,"
"Let go!"
"No!"
"Now!" She yelled, trying to push him away from her for a few moments until she collapsed against his chest, sobbing.
They stayed like that for a while until they heard noise coming from below, signifying that everyone had arrived.
"I'm gonna go to sleep, okay?" She asked timidly and Finn nodded tiredly, kissing her forehead and watched as she turned around to get under the covers.
He opened the door to leave, taking one last look over his shoulder and saw the three inch scar running down her back.
Finn closed the door behind him and sighed once more before straightening his shoulders and walking downstairs determinedly.
He found everyone in the game room, watching TV and talking and saw Tristan standing by the doorway, as if debating to leave.
Finn walked over and glared at Tristan with a dangerous look in his eyes and grabbed his arm, pulling him out of the room.
"It's time for us to have a chat."
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A/N: Finally, I thought of an ending for this chapter! I wasn't sure how to end this, but I liked this one!
I hope you enjoyed this. I might be busy the next couple days, my birthday is on the 30th so my party is tomorrow!
