Chapter
Bending the truth
Authors Note: This is going to be the last chapter. *Sniff. I just think it's time for this story to end. I achieved everything I wanted to with this story. I might put up a sequel in the near future. I hope you all enjoy and review!
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* * * Rory's P.O.V
The fear that consumes my heart is slowly, but surely, fading away. When I look into his eyes, I see me staring back and I know that I've made the right decision. If I were to say that I had another half within this world, it would be him. Everything that I know, feelings that I have, he knows and he feels. What more could a girl want, but someone who fulfills desires and never the less makes her feel beautiful. I've always felt something more for him; I guess you can say stubbornness clouded my senses. Fear of loosing the one thing I could never loose, our friendship. The friend I have known for what seems like forever. My best friend, the one who got me through thick and thin. Whether it was guys, problems with my mother or school; he was there to hold my hand and comfort me. I've always been the same for him and I just couldn't think of loosing that. People fight, start to hate each other and eventually split apart. I couldn't bare, to think of a morning I would wake up without
morning coffee sessions or his beautiful eyes loving me to no end. I knew he loved me, before he said anything. How could I not know? He would look at me, look beyond my walls and discover the one thing I've always hid. The person I've always feared- myself.
* * *
A week later
"So she hasn't said anything about it?" The voice that could only be Lane's, asked.
Tristan shook his head, taking a sip of his coffee. "Everything's precisely back to normal." He shrugged his shoulders, "Except for the kissing and sexual activities." A small grin formed on his lips and he exhaled exaggeratedly.
Lane's mouth curved into a smile, bringing the coffee cup to her lips, taking a sip and saying, "She'll come around."
"Maybe."
"Has he called?"
The mention of 'him' even without his name caused Tristan to twitch. "Not that I know of." He answered as normal as he could.
"It's about time you told her." Lane chuckled.
He met her eyes and grinned. "I know."
She picked up a spoon, as if she were a reporter. "You've loved her for so many years, I can't remember a time where you haven't. How does it feel to be free?" she asked, holding the spoon close to his face.
He smiled, took a sip of his coffee and said, "Pretty good Ms. Lane. Pretty good."
* * * * "Are you going to do it?"
"I don't know."
"You better."
"I'll try."
"You better."
"Hopefully."
"I have to start planning the wedding."
"Mom!"
"What?"
"Mom!"
"It's not everyday when your daughter gets married."
"I'm not getting married."
"How about a baby?"
"MOM!"
"I want a granddaughter."
"No."
"Never?"
"I don't know."
"Soon please."
"How much coffee have you had to drink today?"
"Not too much."
"Maybe that's why you're over reacting. Go get some more!"
"I'm just excited."
"Go to Luke's and bother him."
"He kicked me out!"
"Again?"
"Yes. I don't know what's wrong with that man."
" Ever consider you bother him too much?"
Lorelai thought for a moment and shook her head. "Nah."
"Have you spoken with grandma?"
"Unfortunately."
"How is she?"
"She's super grandma."
"Is it that bad?" Rory chuckled.
"Worse."
"No?"
"Yes."
"Sucks to be you."
"Sure does." Lorelai said sarcastically. Holding her head down in mock shame. "When's my son in law coming home?" Lorelai asked into the phone.
Rory sighed, about to answer her impatient mother when she heard the front door open. "He's here." She said abruptly. "I'll call you later. Wish me luck."
"Good luck sweetie." Lorelai said excitedly.
'Click'
* * * *
Tristan wasn't exactly anticipating seeing her. It wasn't that he didn't want to see her, everyone knew he did; it was just that sometime it still hurt. He sucked in his pride though and walked through the living room. It still ached his mind to think that maybe she does love him, but maybe she doesn't.
* * * *
"Hey." She fiddled with the bed sheets and watched him take off his jacket.
"Hey." He repeated, absence in his voice.
"We need to talk."
"About?"
"Stuff."
"Stuff like?"
"Important stuff?" She offered.
"Again I ask- like?"
"Stop it!"
"Stop what?"
"That!"
He chuckled, sitting beside her on the bed. "What Mary?"
"I'm back to Mary now?"
"You were always Mary."
"Ok." She bit her bottom lip.
"What's on your mind?"
"Nothing."
"Liar."
"I'm not a liar."
"What are you?"
"A truth bender."
"Okay, stop bending it and tell me."
"Tell you what?" She played dumb, a smile forming on her lips.
"Tell me why you're smiling!"
"Because your confused."
"I think you're the one who's confused."
"How?"
"What do we need to talk about?"
"Stuff."
"Like?"
"Not this again!" She huffed, throwing her body down on the bed. "What are you waiting for? Lay down."
He chuckled, sighed and lay beside her. "What now?"
"Kiss me."
He laughed, shook his head and kissed her on the cheek. "What's going on Mary?"
She inched closer to him and whispered, "What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean." He said in uneven breaths.
She couldn't do it anymore, couldn't be scared. She didn't want to see the pain in his eyes anymore or let alone feel the pain in hers.
She slid her hand across the bed, entwining her fingers in his and brought them to her mouth. She kissed them softly, and then placed his hand
on her chest over her heart. She took her hand and found his heart, felt as it pounded hard. She watched him close his eyes and his breathing become lighter. She watched as he opened his eyes slowly.
"I want this." She caught his blue eyes with her blue eyes. Her breathing became irregular and her heart pounded faster. "I want us."
He tensed up, looked in her eyes and paused. All thoughts faded everything in the world stood still. All that was there were her and him, facing the vast world.
All rational thought flew out the window and he pressed his lips to hers. Softly, giving her his soul and heart within it.
She opened her eyes, to the window of his soul. Looked deep within them and saw love, and felt it as strong as possible.
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into gentleness. They lay in silence, eyes closed, thoughts kept to their selves.
"I love you Bible boy." She murmured, falling asleep in sweet serenity.
He watched her, her eyes closed with a smile spread across her lips, kissing her forehead and closing his eyes. "I love you Mary." He relaxed, falling asleep into her essence.
* * * *
Was it short and sweet? Corny? What? I hope I did well with this story. There might be a sequel so keep your eyes open. Thanks for all the support and wonderful reviews to this story. I really appreciate all of your time. Review, tell me how it was and tell me if you want a sequel.
Bending the truth
Authors Note: This is going to be the last chapter. *Sniff. I just think it's time for this story to end. I achieved everything I wanted to with this story. I might put up a sequel in the near future. I hope you all enjoy and review!
* * *
* * * Rory's P.O.V
The fear that consumes my heart is slowly, but surely, fading away. When I look into his eyes, I see me staring back and I know that I've made the right decision. If I were to say that I had another half within this world, it would be him. Everything that I know, feelings that I have, he knows and he feels. What more could a girl want, but someone who fulfills desires and never the less makes her feel beautiful. I've always felt something more for him; I guess you can say stubbornness clouded my senses. Fear of loosing the one thing I could never loose, our friendship. The friend I have known for what seems like forever. My best friend, the one who got me through thick and thin. Whether it was guys, problems with my mother or school; he was there to hold my hand and comfort me. I've always been the same for him and I just couldn't think of loosing that. People fight, start to hate each other and eventually split apart. I couldn't bare, to think of a morning I would wake up without
morning coffee sessions or his beautiful eyes loving me to no end. I knew he loved me, before he said anything. How could I not know? He would look at me, look beyond my walls and discover the one thing I've always hid. The person I've always feared- myself.
* * *
A week later
"So she hasn't said anything about it?" The voice that could only be Lane's, asked.
Tristan shook his head, taking a sip of his coffee. "Everything's precisely back to normal." He shrugged his shoulders, "Except for the kissing and sexual activities." A small grin formed on his lips and he exhaled exaggeratedly.
Lane's mouth curved into a smile, bringing the coffee cup to her lips, taking a sip and saying, "She'll come around."
"Maybe."
"Has he called?"
The mention of 'him' even without his name caused Tristan to twitch. "Not that I know of." He answered as normal as he could.
"It's about time you told her." Lane chuckled.
He met her eyes and grinned. "I know."
She picked up a spoon, as if she were a reporter. "You've loved her for so many years, I can't remember a time where you haven't. How does it feel to be free?" she asked, holding the spoon close to his face.
He smiled, took a sip of his coffee and said, "Pretty good Ms. Lane. Pretty good."
* * * * "Are you going to do it?"
"I don't know."
"You better."
"I'll try."
"You better."
"Hopefully."
"I have to start planning the wedding."
"Mom!"
"What?"
"Mom!"
"It's not everyday when your daughter gets married."
"I'm not getting married."
"How about a baby?"
"MOM!"
"I want a granddaughter."
"No."
"Never?"
"I don't know."
"Soon please."
"How much coffee have you had to drink today?"
"Not too much."
"Maybe that's why you're over reacting. Go get some more!"
"I'm just excited."
"Go to Luke's and bother him."
"He kicked me out!"
"Again?"
"Yes. I don't know what's wrong with that man."
" Ever consider you bother him too much?"
Lorelai thought for a moment and shook her head. "Nah."
"Have you spoken with grandma?"
"Unfortunately."
"How is she?"
"She's super grandma."
"Is it that bad?" Rory chuckled.
"Worse."
"No?"
"Yes."
"Sucks to be you."
"Sure does." Lorelai said sarcastically. Holding her head down in mock shame. "When's my son in law coming home?" Lorelai asked into the phone.
Rory sighed, about to answer her impatient mother when she heard the front door open. "He's here." She said abruptly. "I'll call you later. Wish me luck."
"Good luck sweetie." Lorelai said excitedly.
'Click'
* * * *
Tristan wasn't exactly anticipating seeing her. It wasn't that he didn't want to see her, everyone knew he did; it was just that sometime it still hurt. He sucked in his pride though and walked through the living room. It still ached his mind to think that maybe she does love him, but maybe she doesn't.
* * * *
"Hey." She fiddled with the bed sheets and watched him take off his jacket.
"Hey." He repeated, absence in his voice.
"We need to talk."
"About?"
"Stuff."
"Stuff like?"
"Important stuff?" She offered.
"Again I ask- like?"
"Stop it!"
"Stop what?"
"That!"
He chuckled, sitting beside her on the bed. "What Mary?"
"I'm back to Mary now?"
"You were always Mary."
"Ok." She bit her bottom lip.
"What's on your mind?"
"Nothing."
"Liar."
"I'm not a liar."
"What are you?"
"A truth bender."
"Okay, stop bending it and tell me."
"Tell you what?" She played dumb, a smile forming on her lips.
"Tell me why you're smiling!"
"Because your confused."
"I think you're the one who's confused."
"How?"
"What do we need to talk about?"
"Stuff."
"Like?"
"Not this again!" She huffed, throwing her body down on the bed. "What are you waiting for? Lay down."
He chuckled, sighed and lay beside her. "What now?"
"Kiss me."
He laughed, shook his head and kissed her on the cheek. "What's going on Mary?"
She inched closer to him and whispered, "What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean." He said in uneven breaths.
She couldn't do it anymore, couldn't be scared. She didn't want to see the pain in his eyes anymore or let alone feel the pain in hers.
She slid her hand across the bed, entwining her fingers in his and brought them to her mouth. She kissed them softly, and then placed his hand
on her chest over her heart. She took her hand and found his heart, felt as it pounded hard. She watched him close his eyes and his breathing become lighter. She watched as he opened his eyes slowly.
"I want this." She caught his blue eyes with her blue eyes. Her breathing became irregular and her heart pounded faster. "I want us."
He tensed up, looked in her eyes and paused. All thoughts faded everything in the world stood still. All that was there were her and him, facing the vast world.
All rational thought flew out the window and he pressed his lips to hers. Softly, giving her his soul and heart within it.
She opened her eyes, to the window of his soul. Looked deep within them and saw love, and felt it as strong as possible.
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into gentleness. They lay in silence, eyes closed, thoughts kept to their selves.
"I love you Bible boy." She murmured, falling asleep in sweet serenity.
He watched her, her eyes closed with a smile spread across her lips, kissing her forehead and closing his eyes. "I love you Mary." He relaxed, falling asleep into her essence.
* * * *
Was it short and sweet? Corny? What? I hope I did well with this story. There might be a sequel so keep your eyes open. Thanks for all the support and wonderful reviews to this story. I really appreciate all of your time. Review, tell me how it was and tell me if you want a sequel.