A/N just an idea I've had for awhile now. There's not nearly enough Jenate love here, so on behalf of all N/J shippers I've taken it upon myself to write them the way they deserved to be written on the show
Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl, only original characters and the plot I'm orchestrating.
He didn't have to look at the bar's name to know he'd never been there before. This wasn't a place he should be, let alone a sixteen-year-old girl. Not just a sixteen-year-old girl, but an attractive, highly desirable, sixteen-year-old girl. The horrible stench of alcohol, and unidentifiable drugs clouded his nose and the cigarette smoke burned his eyes. He walked through the place as quickly as he could with the lack of light, scanning the place for any sign of her. She needed him. She was in trouble.
Where is she?
He noticed all the men in the place, most of them older than him, and he felt his stomach turn. From the looks of them they would gladly take advantage of her.
He was walking past the bar when he heard them:
He better be calling her cab, that girl looked about twelve
Come on, Robert, this is Greg we're talking about, and she was hot
"Where is she?" he asked angrily. 'Robert' pointed in a general direction and said, "you'd better find her fast" before paying and leaving. Nate practically ran there and opened a curtain. She wasn't there.
An odd sensation creeped up Nate's entire body; it was like the chills and heat all at once. He kept moving.
He came across the bathrooms, first checking the women's, then men's. He didn't care if he shouldn't be in the women's restrooms because she shouldn't be here at all.
He didn't find her in either and moved to the very back of the place, having nowhere else to check. He opened the back door, which lead to a sort of back alley. He saw her immediately. She was half sitting half lying on the concrete directly in front of the door, not even 10 feet ahead. Her back was leaning against the metal railing. She was completely out of it, looking more asleep than anything. She was obviously on some heavy drugs but Nate was just happy to find her in one piece.
He rushed the few feet forward. When he saw it. Everything had looked in place- her bag next to her, her short (maybe too short) dress in place, coat on her shoulders- but now he saw that next to her legs, carelessly sprawled out, was her underwear.
His heart dropped.
A/N I'm not sure what's going to become of this- there's just so many ways the story could go. I have written some following chapters but I'm not sure if I want to use them or not or if anyone would want to read them. Does everyone find out? Is it a secret? There are just so many ideas bubbling in my head... It would be positively delightful if you could leave a review and let me know what you'd like to see happen if you liked it or to stop wasting my time if you think there's no hope for it.