Glitter Years

Hammers and Veils

Anna was fuming as she paced in her living room. Rory was reading a book on the couch. Tristan was supposed to have picked her up two hours ago. Ever since he went to a Chilton party without her and made friends with those two idiots, Duncan and Bowman, he has been acting like a delinquent. It's only been a few weeks and he has been caught egging someone's house, doing graffiti, and keying a car. That was the stuff he got caught doing, who knows what else he did.

The way he was treating her wasn't any better. Sometimes she wouldn't hear from him in days and when she did he would act like she should be happy to be in his presence.

When she heard a knock at the front door, she ran to it to throw it open to see the reason for her rage. "We agreed on one o'clock, not three." She glares at him.

"Whatever, I'm here so let's get this over with." He let out a deep sigh.

"You want to get this over with? You know what Tristan, this is over." She points at herself than him.

"Fine with me, I was going to break up with you today anyways." He shrugs.

"I know Tristan, it has been clear for a while now that you wanted to break up, ever since you met your new boyfriends." She was so angry she felt like she could spitfire. She wishes she could, that way she could set him on fire.

"This isn't about Duncan and Bowman, this is about me." He let down his I didn't care facade and looked like the sarcastic but caring Tristan that she knew.

"Don't give me that corny line of it's me, not you." She rolls her eyes.

"It's true. Look, when we first started I was happy with the arrangement of making out to piss off Paris. In those weeks of hanging out, I fell in love with you. That is why I tried to be the committed guy that loves small-town events and movie marathons with your family. But, let's be honest, this isn't working. I'm either doing something you like or you're doing something I like. But, we're never doing anything we both like. We don't have anything in common." He looks down at his feet. He took a deep breath before looking up at her. "I need you to know that I did really love you, I still do. I probably always will. But I'm not the guy for you. I wanted to be more than anything, but I'm not. This is me. The guy that likes to party and goof off with his friends. I'm not ready for commitment. I'm sorry." He tears up at having to hurt his first love.

Anna breaks down sobbing, cursing him for giving that speech. She wishes he left after she broke up with him, that way he would have been the jackass that changes on her. Now, he was the guy who loves her so much that he tried to change himself to fit her needs but he couldn't. The young man who understandably wasn't ready for a committed relationship. For some reason a relationship that ends with no one to blame hurt more than any other.

He pulled her into a hug and consoled her as she cried. When she is able to gather herself, she pulls away and looks up at him. "You may not be the guy for me, but you're not this guy either, Tristan. You wouldn't vandalize other people's property and drink every night. I know you feel a lot of pressure from your dad, but this isn't the way to let out your frustration. I care about you, so take care of yourself." She gave him a hug and a peck on the lips before slipping back inside. She ran past Rory and Lorelai who was on the staircase into her room to lay on her bed. She held onto her plush bobcat as she cried.

Rory and Lorelai ran after her. "We had a mutual break up." She squeezed her bobcat.

"Oh, honey." Lorelai sat down and moved the hair that was sticking to her wet cheeks.

"What are you wearing?" Anna looked at the newspaper on her mom's head.

"I'm trying to figure out veil lengths. But, we'll worry about that later." She reached over to rub her back.