More To Come! Sneak Peek Of The Drama About To Happen ;D

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"I just don't know any more..." Nate sighed into the phone. Since they'd gotten back to the apartment, he hadn't been able to say one word to Jenny. It was like was so caught up in everything, in her herself, that it made him go mute. "Why am I suddenly shut off around her? I practically confessed everything I love about her back in Brooklyn."

There was a sigh from the other side of the line, "Maybe that's the problem." Erik's some-what tired voice let out. He scratched the back of his head, taking in a deep breath. "You defended her, blurted out to Damien you are kind of in love with her, did everything in your power to get Damien to back off, you almost kissed her..." Erik started to trail off.

Anxiously to hear the rest, Nate got off his bed, and he started pacing. He wanted to hear it would be fine, that Jenny would love him back, sadly it wasn't sounding like that was where Erik was going. "So how's that a problem?" Nate ran his fingers through his hair. "Shouldn't that make it easier? Because it's all out in the open?"

With another sigh, knowing Nate wouldn't to hear this, Erik continued. "Jenny knowing how you feel scares you, right?" There was a brief silence, giving Erik his answer. "Listen, Jenny and I haven't been super close lately, everyone knows that. But I'm not worried about being her friend in a couple of days, because we always work it out. You guys though... You guys are a whole different story."

"Go on..." Nate was interested to hear how Erik, and everyone else too probably, viewed Jenny and him being together.

"Lets see. The first time you guys ever met, you kissed her thinking she was Serena when you were dating Blair. She gets a crush on you, and you just deal with your Serena and Blair problem. Next year, you move into her house, save her from a bad scene, make out with her, and then you don't say two words to her for, like, two weeks." Erik took a deep breath, being Jenny's best friend took out a lot of energy. "Then there was the fashion, show me and you know how that ended, but most importantly the Snow Flake Ba-" He was cut off.

Nate couldn't help but interrupt. It felt like this whole talk was just to point out his ass-hole moves. "You don't have to tell me about the Snow Flake Ball, I know what happened." His and Jenny's never-actually official relationship came to a tragic end, as well as Jenny's hope for them to be together.

"Actually Nate, I don't think you do." Suddenly Erik was filled with aggravation. All the girls fell in love with Nate (not that he was jealous of the girls), and he was always so fucking self centered about it. Nate always made it look like he was the victim, that he did everything, when in reality he's the ass that screwed it all up. "You've let Serena explain. You've let Blair explain. You've let Vanessa explain. Whenever Jenny tries, you shut her down. Don't think that hasn't gone unnoticed."

There was more silence. Thinking back on, well, pretty much everything, Nate had to agree with Erik. "So what are you saying? That I should just let her be so I won't break her heart again? Give her a chance to be happy and let my own heart break?" Nate suddenly wanted to cry.

"No." Erik said calmly, "I'm tell you to do something now before it's too late."

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Chuck rolled over on his bed, hearing a knock on the arch of his open door. Jenny was standing there, with the light shinning around her. It made her look like an angel, with her long, blond hair swept out of her face, a guy's collared shit- was that his?- not even making it to her knees, and barely any make up left on her face... She looked clean and perfect.

"This is going to sound weird..." Jenny started off shyly. Her eyes avoided his as she talked. "But do you mind if I sleep in here?" She bit her lower lip, rocking back and forth in place. When there was no reply, a shot of nerves rushed through her tired body. "We could put a pillow in the middle, or, uh, never mind this was so stupid." Jenny covered her eyes in embarrassment, about to walk away. She never felt so stupid.

"Wait!" Chuck shouted out, probably a little too worried. It made her turn around though. "The guest bed uncomfortable? Is there a pea under the mattress? Hurting your princess back?" He shot her one of his traffic stopping, perfect grin.

It was met with depressed eyes. Jenny's mist blue eyes were surrounded with red, from crying into the pillow. All the way through the limo ride she'd kept self control, but when she laid down in the incredibly too soft bed, it all kind of hit her. She just got out of a control, mentally abusive, self degrading relationship with a drug dealer. Not only that she lost it to said drug dealer! None of this was suppose to happen, not like this. Her first time was suppose to be special, something she would be happy to think back on. Now it made her want to vomit.

A fake, weak laugh came from her. "What am I the princess of? Drugs? Bad decisions? Full of regrets?" Jenny leaned against the arch way. Her legs were suddenly hit with a wave of tiredness. This wasn't really the conversation she wanted. "If I'm a princess of any of those, I don't even deserve a bed." She rolled her eyes to herself, something she was now realizing she did.

"Don't talk like that. Just take a second, and compare your self to me." Chuck raised an eyebrow, telling her he had a point. With that, Jenny broke a little smile. It wasn't something to really be proud of, but if it helped someone else, Jenny, then it did some good. "Not so bad, huh?"

"You didn't date a freaking drug dealer." Jenny started to make her way to his bed. "And maybe you did drugs, but at least you knew what you were doing. My memory is still coming back from whatever the hell Damien slipped me." To any one else, Jenny thought, this would be such a weird, judgmental conversation. With Chuck though, she knew he got it. He understood every word.

Chuck scooted over to the left side of the bed, patting down on the right. "Don't think about it. Just get some sleep for now." He sat up a little, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "I have one condition though... Tell me why you can't sleep." After saying it, he realized what was keeping her up was the thing he told her not to think about.

Jenny carefully, not sure if Chuck was for real, made her way to the right side of the bed. Still not sure of him, she sat down. There was no objection, no words, no movement, he just stayed there. He kept his side of the deal, now it was her turn. "I can't stop thinking about it. Any of it. From the regretful day I met him, to tonight." She leaned against the bed board. "When I was little I use to run into my dad's room, and sleep in his bed when I had a bad dream. I thought this qualified just as well."

"I think it over qualifies." Chuck couldn't help but laugh quietly and smile at her. The redness in her eyes was now visible. A soft pain went to his heart. She was so broken right now. "Just clear your minds, get out any other tears you have, and drift off to a better place. And if you can't do that, Bass Industries has a great hotel in France and I'd gladly pay for a trip there for you." He gave a soft, but serious, smile to Jenny.

"I would get lost in a heartbeat. I have no idea where anything is in France." Jenny sank down into the cover, her eyelids getting ready to drop down and cover her eyes. "Thanks for the offer though. But for now I think I'll just black out and think of waffles." She giggled quietly, thinking of her dad with his obsession with waffles.

Chuck smiled one last time, "I'd love to be your guide." And with that he switched off the light. All the noise around them seemed to vanish. In a matter of minutes they were both sound asleep. Dreaming of France no doubt.

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Carefully Nate tip-toed over to the guest room. He barely tapped the door, and it slightly opened up. He peeked his head in just to see no one was there. The bed spread was messed up as if someone was just there sleeping. The pillow had a few wet tear stains on it. It had every aspect as if there was someone staying there, but there was no someone.

Suddenly filled with fear Jenny was gone, Nate rushed to the kitchen, about to pick up the phone and call her. That's when Chuck's open bedroom door caught his eyes. At first it didn't mean much at all. Then he saw blond hair. All Nate could think was, "Blair doesn't have blond hair." It was enough to make him sneak over. When he looked in though, it wasn't the sight he expected.

Curled up in a nice, comfy comforter was Jenny. Which wouldn't be so bad if Chuck wasn't laying right next to her. For a moment Nate's heart stopped. This wasn't right. This wasn't suppose to be how the night was ending. He was going to take Erik's advice and tell Jenny exactly how he felt. She wasn't suppose to be sleeping with his best friend (sadly Nate didn't realize that was all they were doing. Sleeping.)

Quietly he rushed over to the living room outlet. Nate unplugged his charging phone and quietly ran back to the room. He lifted his phone, got to the camera, zoomed in enough to see both the faces, and clicked to take the picture. Without another thought he punched in a couple of numbers, sending the pictures on their way to Gossip Girl. An unsatisfied frown came upon him. He thought this would make him feel better, but in reality it made him want to die even more.

Be careful C, you never can trust everyone in your house. Especially when you're sleeping with their dream girl. With that in mind, sleep tight.

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Sooo... Do you all hate me? -very weak smile here- I hope you don't. But you know all know what it's like when suddenly you have everything to do, and no time, right? That's kind of what happened to me... Kind of ironic how I started this because of the Gossip Girl hiatus (and the fact I thought of this and totally had to write it), and now Gossip Girl is stopping and I'm starting again. I really am sorry though! You guys have no idea! My entire FanFiction life I've never finished one story, sad I know, but this one is going to be different. So right now I will make a promise to you that I will finish this story, and it won't be cut short or anything. I still have it all planed out, and I hope you guys will like where I plan on taking it :)

PS: This whole Chuck/Jenny stuff was planned from the beginning. I'm not just throwing it in now because I'm completely pissed off at Nate for choosing Serena over Jenny :] (Ok so maybe I'm a LITTLE happy I planned it this way earlier, because I am seriously disappointed in Nate)