Serena presses her face farther into the covers
This isn't happening
Nate is not lying her beside her
It's Dan, not Nate
Never Nate
She rolls over and dares to look
Blonde hair not dark fills her vision
No
She gasps
Sharp intake of breath and she scoots away
This isn't happening
Not again
Oh but it is
The nasty little voice in her head is back
Like last time
And now Serena has no excuse to push it away
She hasn't just hurt Blair again but Dan as well
What reason does she have this time
Alcohol?
Drugs?
The weather?
Nothing
She had nothing
Nate stirs beside her
And she tries to look away
But she cant
His body
That face
Those features
Butrned into her mind
Last night rushing back in a searing heat of images
Bruising kisses
Nails on flesh
Hot skin on skin
Moans
Whispered words
And
Weighted promises
"Morning Beautiful."
He's awake and all the words do
Are force her to remember
Remember and burn