Chapter 2
The sunlight crashing onto Jenny's face was entirely unwelcome as she opened her eyes to greet the midday. Her skull pounded against her head, and her recollection of the night before was hazy. A dingy nightclub, a few mixed drinks, and a couple more shots was all she could really remember, and when she got up to use the bathroom, she was confused as to how and why she was covered in glitter.
When she walked into the bathroom her eyes were assaulted by the image of Chuck receiving head from two women. Chuck smiled deviously at her as she shielded her face and closed the door. She supposed she could just pee into a bush on the balcony of their hotel.
After drinking a glass of water accompanied by two aspirin, Jenny sprawled out on the couch. It had only been three days since she had left New York, and she was already burnt out. She supposed this was the price she had to pay for leaving the Country with Chuck Bass, who was hell bent on destruction. Her moment of peace was interrupted when Chuck and his two guests came stumbling out of the bathroom. The three where giggling about something, and decided to accompany Jenny on the couch.
"Ugg, Chuck, go somewhere else. I'm trying to recover," she whined.
"Sorry, Little J. Was last night too much for you to handle, because you seemed to be having a good time dancing on tables?" he asked with a devilish smirk as he leaned up against one of the girls, who Jenny noticed was wearing nothing but a thong.
Jenny rolled her eyes, and watched the other girl create lines of coke on the coffee table in front of them, before diving nose first into the powdery substance. "You like to join?" she asked in a heavy Eastern European accent.
"I'm good," Jenny responded. Deciding that now would be a good time to evacuate the living room, Jenny excused herself in order to take a shower.
After having washed away all of the evidence of the prior couple of days- the grime of the bars of Prague, the sweat of the dance floors she occupied, the stench of booze that permeated her skin and hair- Jenny felt much better. Stepping out of the shower, she carefully wrapped a towel around herself, and exited the bathroom to find an empty hotel suite. The absence of Chuck and company was seen as a relief to a worn out Jenny, and after slipping into one of Chuck's white undershirts, and a comfy pair of his boxers she reestablished her place on the couch to watch a little television. The only English channels she could find were the BBC and Euro MTV, neither of which appealed to her and she quickly found herself dozing off to sleep.
Chuck's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he struggled to keep them open. Hands, lips, and tongues roamed his body, which was rapidly spinning out of control, thrashing back and fourth with the beat of his heavily pounding hart. Violently he gasped for air, in a desperate attempt to regain stability, but it was too late as a blur of colors and sounds wrapped themselves around him, suffocating him, before rendering him completely numb. Then there was nothing, only darkness. The last image he saw was that of his long-dead mother.
When Jenny awoke after a four-hour nap she thought she smelled pancakes. The kind of pancakes her dad used to make when he was still with her mom, before he decided that he was strictly a waffle man. She remembered how her family would gather for them on lazy Sunday mornings. She would help Dan set the table, as her mom would regale them with tales of the crazy artists she met in art school. Alas there where no pancakes, only the cold toast, and eggs that someone ordered from room service, but never ate. Jenny decided she wasn't really all that hungry, and went to grab a cigarette instead.
Unfortunately, she discovered that she was all out. Desperate for nicotine, Jenny went into Chuck's room hoping to find something to squelch her craving. For all the debauchery that had taken place during their time in Prague, Chuck had kept his things shockingly organized. His shoes where lined up neatly in the closet under a row of clothes divided by color. Everything had a place, and everything was put in that place. Now if she could only find the place he kept his cigarettes she would be happy. Carefully she opened up the top shelf of the dresser. It was filled with cocaine, marijuana, and ecstasy, but no cigarettes. The second draw was occupied by his dress shirts, and the third draw by his socks. When she hopelessly opened the last draw she found a beautifully decorated box. It was made out of silver, and encrusted in jewels. The box fascinated her, and gently she pulled it out of the draw in order to open it.
Inside the box where a few photos, mostly of Blair, or Chuck and Blair together in clearly happier times, but there was also one of Chuck, Serena, Eric, Lily, and Bart at Lily and Bart's wedding, and another of a stunning women she had never seen before. Jenny was mesmerized by the brunette beauty, before realizing it was Chuck's mother, noting that they had the exact same eyes, only hers where much more soft and seemed to radiate joy. Below the photos were two hand-written letters. Jenny knew that Chuck would probably murder her if he ever found out she read it, but he was off somewhere getting loaded, and she was curious. They where both love letters from Blair, one she written before he bailed on their planned trip to Europe two summers ago, talking about how excited she was for their first vacation as a couple. It was sweet- really- and something she never expected out of Blair. The other was written after their graduation, and was filled with sappy pet names, and the words I love you. The letters seemed so out of character for the both of them, they hardly seemed real. Jenny went to place the pictures and letters back in the box, but before she did, she noticed a small hatch on the inside. Pulling on it the box revealed a secret compartment, which kept hidden a gorgeous diamond ring.
The ring was unlike anything she had ever seen, clearly vintage, maybe an heirloom, and it held a rock the size of Manhattan. Jenny wondered if Chuck had meant to propose to Blair with it, but when she observed it closer she noted the initials EB- as in Evelyn Bass- engraved on the inside. Feeling unworthy of holding such a pricey piece of jewelry, Jenny carefully put it back in its place, before returning the box to it's original location.
It was then that she heard a knock on the door, which startled her, causing her to jump back a bit. She was paranoid that Chuck had some kind of crazy security on the box, and that this was her death warning. Another knock came, this time louder, and Jenny nervously made her way to the door. She wasn't expecting any visitors, making her wary towards opening it, but after a third knock she slowly turned the door knob slightly opening it to find an overly made up woman quickly walking away, and a terrible looking Chuck passed out on the hallway floor.
TBC
