And Still You Trudge On - GG fic - PG13

[tigriswolf]

Title: And Still You Trudge On
Fandom: Gilmore Girls
Disclaimer:  Not my characters. "Don't Laugh At Me" was written by Allen Shamblin & Steve Seskin, and recorded by Mark Wills. Just for fun. 
Warnings: spoilers for up to “Run Away, Little Boy”;
Pairings: implied Rory/Dean and Rory/Tristan and Dean/Tristan
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 414
Point of view: second

If you had known the way it’d end, you think you might have done something different.

Maybe.

Possibly.

Probably not.

You always were a stupid bastard. 

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You’d heard part of a song once. Only one line has stuck with you through the years—Don’t get your pleasure from my pain. 

It was one of those horrid country songs, so you’d quickly flipped the station. Sometimes, you wish you’d heard more. But never enough to hunt it down.

That lesson is one you didn’t learn in time. Maybe you’d be happier if you had. 

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Playing with people’s emotions had been a game. You only learned a few things from your father: when to stop talking, when to back down, and how to really make someone hurt.

You were the king of the school without trying; being the richest helped, but it was your attitude that did it.

You didn’t care what people thought and they knew it; they followed you because you acted like you knew where you were going. You strode through the halls, secure in your power—

And then she came. 

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Almost immediately, you could see she didn’t fit in, didn’t know what to do. You’d had a shitty life, so you decided it’d be fun to play with her.

And Paris. And everyone else.

And that set the tone for you relationship with Rory Gilmore.

If you had known—but you didn’t.

And you can admit it wouldn’t have changed anything, anyway. 

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You never loved her. You’ve never loved anyone, even yourself, truth be told. And sad as it is, it doesn’t get you down. Love only slows people down.

Look at your mom. If she didn’t love your dad, she’d be much better off.

Not that Rory is your dad. And you’re not your mom.

Damn, you really have got to stop thinking about this. 

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You did a lot of stupid shit at Chilton. And you were too good to get caught until you wanted to be.

She was right about that. And damn, Dad was angry. That was the only good part about the whole thing. 

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You’re not sure which one of them you were more jealous of. Which one the envy that curled through you was for.

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Until her, people didn’t stand up to you.

Until her boyfriend, people didn’t threaten you.

Until that dance, you were the king.

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If you could love, you think you might love him for it.

Comments

[udontknoowme.livejournal.com]

Eee! I love the idea of Dean and Tristan. That dance episode was intense.

"I'll kill you!" etc. etc. Dean was ready to kick some rich-boy ass. Lol.

[tigriswolf]

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