SPOILERS - Every episode up to November 27th’s spoiler.
SUMMARY - Tristan answers everything Rory wants to
know…Rory comes to terms with the truth and the show must
RATING - PG
CONTENT - There might be a curse word or two...if that.
PAIRING - R/T
DISCLAIMER - I own nothing at all. This is simply a work
of literature that I wrote in desperation for time to speed
up and be at Tuesday already.
In Addition To My Addiction
“Tristan,” Rory said softly. He didn’t turn around; he
just kept on walking to his car. Rory stopped in her
tracks. “Tristan!” she shouted.
Tristan whirled around to face her. “What now Rory? My
heart broken into a million pieces wasn’t enough?” he
snapped at her. Disdain encased his words.
“Is…is it true?” she asked him looking directly into his
eyes. “Is everything you just said how you truly feel?”
He sighed. “Yes.”
“Then…why did you always act like such a jerk?”
Tristan tried to tear his eyes away from her gaze, but it
locked him there. “Because you never ever wanted me…even
in the slightest scale. Things are so different for you
Rory,” he told her.
“Different for me how?” she questioned him. ‘Another
excuse,’ she angrily thought.
“You’re mom rescued you from my life. You don’t even know
the half of it. But me, well I’m trapped in this life. A
life of loneliness and fake emotion, but you…you awakened
my to life,” Tristan explained with a smile growing.
“Money never mattered to you, reputation, looks; none of it
mattered.” “To them,” he used his head and nodded to the
Chilton students, “it all matters; the money, looks,
reputation, everything but the person inside. And after
living almost 17 years with them you start to lose your
humanity.” Tristan fixated his eyes on the ground. Never,
not once, had Tristan DuGrey tense up and become shy.
Her anger was settling and slowly disappearing. What
Tristan had said in front of everyone was starting to sink
in. “Why me? Out of everyone you could have at the drop
of a hat why did you want me?”
He laughed at her. “If you have to ask you’re more
oblivious to life than I thought.”
“What if I am? Just explain why me.”
Tristan couldn’t help but laugh again. Her blue eyes
looked up at him with so much concentration because she
didn’t want to miss what he had to say. “Because you
didn’t want me. At first it started out as a conquest,” he
paused watching anger flash into her eyes. “But then I was
wounded on the emotional level. You didn’t want me and I
didn’t know why.”
Rory looked back over her shoulder to see everyone intently
watching them, including Dean. Rory still loved Dean but
she wanted to finally figure Tristan DuGrey out, once and
“You were different. You were happy and full of life! You
made everyone at Chilton jealous and you didn’t even know,”
he continued talking, watching her as she watched
everyone…including Dean. “You were oblivious to
everything. You were smart, sweet, funny, sarcastic, shy,
and so much more!”
“Tristan, you were never with the same girl for more than a
week. How do I know all this is true? I mean you
practically declare you’re in love with me when you have
the worst track record.” She was challenging him.
Somewhere deep down in her heart she could feel it was true
but she had to know what he had to say to this.
Tristan stepped closer to her, and used his hands to bring
her eyes meet his. “The way I just said everything, and
even if that didn’t convince you, then that night at
Madeline’s party should have. Well if it didn’t,” he
paused, “maybe this will.” He leaned into her and pressed
his lips onto hers, a soft and gentle kiss.
Rory’s heart was in her throat. She couldn’t breath and
she couldn’t believe she was kissing Tristan…and
liking…no…loving it. She kissed him back, not even
thinking about it.
Tristan pulled away from her. “Is it true?” he questioned
her. His eyes illuminated in the glow from the street
Rory pretended to think about it. “I don’t know,” she
“Well my lady, if thou aren’t sure,” Tristan started and
ended with his usual, devious smirk. He leaned down to
kiss Rory again but was stopped by her hand on his lips.
“You do know that even though I think what you said was
sweet, but by far too late,” she smiled. “You have to…how
shall I say this try to fix what you broke.”
“And that means?”
She looked at him. “That means that the hell you put me
through isn’t erased with one amazing kiss.”
Tristan lifted his eyebrows. “Amazing kiss? My God I’m
“And arrogant, self-centered, cocky.” Rory was starting to
walk back towards the school. “Take your pick…I’ve got
more,” she tossed the comment over her shoulder.
“So where do this leave us?” He was looking at her, fear
hidden deep beneath his eyes. He appeared vulnerable for
too long tonight. “Together? Apart?”
“Together…but not a perfect relationship. We have to spend
time getting to know each other…the REAL us.”
“Sounds easy enough,” Tristan replied slipping his arm
around her and keeping up with her. “Or…how about a car…a
necklace…anything and we’ll call it even,” he joked.
“A girl’s heart can’t be bought,” Rory told him. “You have
to find a way to her heart through-”
“How about a coffee for you everyday before school starts?”
Rory tried to hold back her sudden need for coffee. ‘Damn.
Why did he have to bring up that word?!’ she questioned
herself. “Ooh it’s a deal,” she grinned.
“What happened to ‘A girl’s heart can’t be bought’?” he
Rory laughed at him. “Silly boy. That’s in addition!”
Tristan had to laugh. “You are one of a kind.”
Rory grabbed his hand and started running back to everyone.
“C’mon Romeo. We got a show to do.”
“That’s right, the show must go on.”
‘Romeo and Juliet’ finally reached the crowd of not so
happy people, for the most part. Headmaster Charleston
didn’t look thrilled at their delay, but Emily Gilmore was
absolutely delighted. Rory and Tristan brushed past
everyone and ran inside of the school to the backstage
area, preparing to start the play.