Title: Lost and Found
Chapter 7: Oh My God
Author: Shelby
Summary: If you don't get lost there's a chance you'll never be found. Chuck lost Blair sixteen years ago. Sixteen year old Danny Waldorf has something to find. Both get lost in the middle of nowhere. There she'll find something she lost and so will he. (Blair/Chuck).
A/N: Okay I am so sorry for such a long wait on an update. I just want to let you guys know that I will not abandon it and will stick it out till the end. Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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"My Eyes are an ocean in which my dreams are reflected"
Anna M. Uhlich
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Danny walks along side of the road. She was running for a while, but now she settles for a slow pace. She crosses her arms and stares straight ahead. She can't remember how far in town is. She know it's not that long, but for some reason this morning drags on forever. She can't believe what she told Trey last night. Even more she can't ponder why she did this. For some reason she feels like she can trust him. Maybe it's because they have so many things in common, yet they're complete opposites at the same time. He infuriates her yet she wants to be around him. She shakes away the thought and tries to concentrate on her steps. She hears a car pull up behind her and slow down. She doesn't turn around to face whoever they are though.
"You know you're the first girl who has ever run from my bed in the morning," a smug voice calls from behind. Danny instantly stiffens a bit as she rolls her eyes. She let's out a huff to show how much his words annoy her. He accelerates the car just a bit so he's driving right beside her. "So do you want to tell me what I did wrong?" he questions. There's both curiosity and maybe the slightest hint of concern in his tone.
"Don't worry about it," she shakes her head. She then shrugs, "I just need to get back before Sadie comes looking for me." It's not a lie in the least. She didn't elaborate or anything on other reasons why she ran, but she doesn't plan to. "Just go on back home Trey," she sighs. She turns her head to meet his eyes.
"I think you should get in the car," he proposes. She loves how he just disregards what she previously said completely. She scoffs and narrows her eyes at him. "Look there's a really good reason why you should get in the car Danny," he adds.
"Oh and what could that possibly be Trey?" she counters. The sarcastic tone seems to just roll of her tongue with more ease than before. She raises her eyebrows at him when he doesn't answer. Then he stops the car and she stops walking. He turns around and reaches in the back for something. When he turns back around her eyes widen at what he now holds. "You stole my sketchbook," she accuses. She then reaches for it, but he pulls back.
"No, I did not steal it. You actually left it and if you want it back then get in the car and talk to me," he commands as he sets it back down in the car. Danny purses her lips and just stands still for a moment. He has her and what makes her even more mad is that he realizes this. She heaves a large sigh and stops around to the passenger seat. She tries to open the door, but it's locked. Trey lets out a chuckle, "Please open the car door."
"Do you want me in there or not?" she practically growls. Trey looks on with amusement while Danny scowls at him. If looks could kill... well Trey Fairchild would be dead. Finally he caves and unlocks the door for her. Danny gets in and slams the door. Trey starts to drive again when she retrieves her sketchbook.
"That things pretty important to you," he acknowledges. He looks down at it for a moment and then up at her. Danny pulls it against her chest protectively. She scowls at him.
"It's not a thing. It's a sketchbook," she corrects. She then looks away from him and out the windshield. Trey shakes his head as he watches the road. He lets out a deep chuckle.
"Like I said, that thing..." he turns to see Danny glaring at him. He smiles, "Your sketchbook is very important to you." Danny gives him an annoyed look. This only increases his laughter. Finally when it stops the car gets silent. She looks out her window to see them drive right past the Inn. She turns back to Trey with a frown. "Breakfast first," he assures her.
"I don't want to go to breakfast. This is kidnapping Fairchild," she argues. Her lips form a pout and she sits back in the seat. Trey shrugs, but her rebuttal doesn't seem to bother him in the least. Finally she sighs, "Come on Trey I need to get back. People are going to be looking for me."
"Since when do you care what other people do?" he counters. She looks out the window to see they're past town and now going down a rural road. Maybe he really was kidnapping her. When she doesn't respond he takes it as a victory. "I promise where I'm taking you has great French Toast," he tells her.
"Je n'aime pas les Français toast," Danny responds. It seems to roll of her tongue with ease. After all she's been speaking it since she was a baby. Trey however doesn't expect it. He looks to her with shock.
"You speak French?" he wonders aloud. Danny rolls her eyes. She then gives him a look that says 'isn't it kind of obvious?'. He then shakes his head, "No what I meant was you speak it well for your age. You know it out side of school then?"
"I grew up in France," she responds with a small shrug. She then turns to look at him when he pulls into a small parking lot. She looks to see they're at some kind of small cafe or something. It was most likely and old house before because it doesn't look like it was built for a restaurant of any kind originally. "Are we going in?" she inquires. She knows he's still pondering the French thing, but it's nothing new to her. Trey responds by getting out of the car. They go inside and are lead to a table in the back by a window. Danny looks out to see a meadow of flowers. They're both quiet and she keeps her eyes from his. She can feel him studying her every way he can. She also knows that he wants to look in her eyes so she refuses to allow it... yet.
"So you grew up in France... yet you don't have an accent?" he asserts. It's more of a statement than a question, but it's also a question because he sounds curious. Danny wants to roll her eyes, but instead she just turns to look at him.
"My mom is American. She grew up in New York, but then when she was pregnant she went to live with my grandfather. He didn't always live in France either. So at home everyone I've grown up with didn't have an accent. I spoke English most of the time and never picked it up," she explains. A waitress sets down two cups of coffee. Danny nods her head at her and then takes a sip of it.
"Well even if you are technically American... that little French speaking of yours put you way up on the hot meeter," he teases with a wink. Danny smirks and leans a bit closer to him.
"Vous n'avez même pas de mon rang sur meeter," she insults. Trey narrows his eyes for a moment. It sounds sexy, but something tells him it isn't when translated. He points at her and nods.
"You just insulted me didn't you?" he questions. His expression says he already knows the answer though. Danny leans back in her seat and crosses her arms. She gives a small shrug and innocent smile.
"I don't know, did I?" she teases him further. Trey finding it all very amusing starts to laugh. Danny tries her best not to go along with him, but it happens. She goes into a fit of giggles of her own. It probably would have gone on longer if the waitress didn't come by. She set down one large plate of French Toast. Danny looks down at it and shakes her head. "Do you just like go around and search for over sugared and over-sized breakfast deserts?" she inquires, eyebrows raised.
"You know it baby," he replies and stuffs some French toast in his mouth. Danny however is hung up on his response. She narrows her eyes a bit and purses her lips.
"Did you just call me baby?" she wonders aloud. Trey stops stuffing his mouth and swallows. She realizes that he didn't even realize he did it. Being mister cool though he tries to cover it up. He sends her is infamous smirk and a shrug of his own.
"I don't know, did I?" he repeats her words just to aggravate her. Danny rolls her eyes and picks up her fork. She then takes a small bite of the French toast. Okay so maybe she lied when she told him she didn't like it. Maybe it was in fact one of her... favorite breakfast foods. "So?" Trey requests her opinion.
"Pretty good," she responds with a casual tone. Trey sighs, but says no more about it. He's obviously not going to get an elaborate answer out of her. Then again though he doesn't really care for one either. They are quiet for a while and she stares out the window. He watches her and how the sunlight shines in on her. He seems to be mesmerized by her. Danny feels his eyes on her and turns to look at him. "What?" she frowns.
"Nothing..." he's caught off guard. "I was just... you know wondering why um... what do you draw?" he stutters, but then motions down to her sketchbook. Danny looks down at it for a moment and then back up at him.
"Anything... everything," she responds. When he looks genuinely interested in what she's saying she decides to go into more detail. She brushes her hand over it for a moment and then looks back to Trey. "I guess I just see certain things and decide I want to draw them. I can't really explain the feeling or why. It just is," she explains. Trey nods as if it makes perfect sense. She knows that in reality it doesn't make any sense, but he seems to understand despite that factor.
"How long have you been doing it for?" he furthers. Danny looks at him for a moment. She then looks away from him and out the window again.
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Blair sits on the couch and stares at the television. She hears footsteps behind her and looks to see her father. He looks at the television and then back at Blair with a sad smile. He sits down and puts his arm around her. He takes the remote and presses the play button. The television comes to life with the home movie.
Danny sits on the couch. She's about four years old and in a pink sun dress. She smiles at the camera and turns her head to look around. Out of view Roman, Harold, and her mother are watching her. Her brown curls fly around with a pink headband that has a huge bow atop her head. She giggles and holds onto the paper in her lap.
"Danny show us your drawing," Blair's voice is heard from behind the camera. Danny giggles at her mother and looks down at the paper. She then picks it up and examines it again. "Tells us what you drew," Blair adds. Danny starts to move the paper, pointing at it as she explains.
"I made this picture with a pen and I didn't draw on the calender," her little eyes go everywhere, but directly at the camera. She stutters a bit, the camera making her nervous. She then holds the picture up and Blair zooms in on it. Then she turns it upwards and points at things.
"Well this is my name," she points at what looks like a beginner signature of Danny. "And this is your name," she motions to what should be Blair's name. "And this is," she pauses and purses her lips. She takes a good look at it and then up at her mother with a huge grin. "I love you," she points at the camera, who has Blair behind it. "And," she looks over the paper some more. "this is my favorite thing... I like to do," she confirms, pointing to the whole drawing.
"What's that?" Harold asks off in the distance. Danny looks over at him and giggles.
"Drawing," she confirms. She then takes a deep breath. You hear Roman mumble something, but the camera didn't pick it up. Danny looks to him and then nods. "Well... tha... I was really cute in your tummy," she says. She traces her fingers in circles over the pregnant tummy on Blair she drew. Blair zooms in on the picture again. You see a smiling pregnant woman, Blair. "So I made a picture like that," she adds. She starts to kick her legs a bit as she speaks. "So that's why I made you with a... with a big tummy and a... and me inside it," she starts talking fast, getting excited.
"Tell them why mommy's smiling in the picture," Blair instructs, but her voice is so sweet. Danny looks at her for a moment and then points to the picture again.
"You were smiling... because I was in your tummy," she answers. She looks around to everyone in the room and then to her mother, behind the camera, again. You can hear Blair say something happily to her dad. Danny watches them with curiosity. The camera stops for a moment and then turns back on. Danny's now sitting up on her legs. She turns the page over. "This is me in your tummy and this is me out of your tummy," she explains, flipping it back and forth. She stops on the one with her out of the tummy. "Cause... cause I had a bigger head here... but I was still a baby," she nods. She waits and it is silent for a while. She then claps her hands together. "The end... that's all," she sets the paper down and smiles.
The tape shuts off and the screen goes blank. Blair reaches a hand up to her cheek and sees that she's crying. She feels her father hug her from the side for comfort. He kisses her cheek. "Shh Blair it's okay," he soothes her. "We'll find her and have her back home before you know it," he assures.
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Chuck is in some kind of convenience store trying to get more cigarettes. The place is small and stuffy. How he wishes just to be back in New York. There things like this are magically delivered to his door as far as he's concerned. He sets down a pack on the counter and waits as the old man shuffles around. Chuck rolls his eyes when his back is turned. He hears the door's bell go off behind him and someone comes in. He turns to see a man in very nice clothing. The man nods at him and waits in line. The only weird thing is he doesn't have anything in his hands to buy.
"Here you go sir," the old man says to Chuck. He turns back and takes the bag from him. He then hands him cash out of his wallet. The old man takes it and slowly moves back to the register. Finally his change is returned and Chuck turns to flee. He then drops the bag and sighs bending down.
"Excuse me have you seen this girl?" the man asks the store clerk. Chuck slowly looks up at him and frowns. At the counter the other man is holding out a picture of someone he can't make out. The old man shakes his head and then the other one goes out the door. Chuck gathers up his things and follows him.
"Hey wait up!" he shouts. The man spins around and looks Chuck over. He then slowly steps towards him. "I've been in town for a few days? Who are you looking for?" he motions to the picture in the mans hand. The man looks down at it and then skeptically at Chuck. Finally he seems to agree and brings the picture up.
"I've been hired to find this girl. She's most likely traveling with a girl about her age, blond," he explains. Chuck looks over the picture and sees Danny looking back at him. She isn't smiling, of course. Chuck touches it and then turns his head up to the man again.
"Um did she run away from home?" Chuck asks. He pretends to study the picture some more, but also flickers his eyes back and forth to the man. The man sighs and nods his head. "Well I... I haven't seen her. You should keep looking though, maybe someone has," he decides. He then turns around and walks away from the man. Who's he to rat out Danny? He barely knows her, but he does know her well enough to know she isn't stupid. Maybe she has a good reason to be running. He walks around the block to see Nate waiting for him.
"Chuck? I thought you were just getting cigarettes. What took you so long?" Nate questions. He's obviously annoyed because of the heat. Chuck only rolls his eyes though.
"Don't get your panties in a twist Nathaniel. The man at the register was like a hundred years old. Besides it's not like you have anywhere special to go do you?" Chuck mocks. Nate glares at him as they walk beside each other. Nate then shrugs his shoulders and sighs.
"Well not much either of us should be concerned about I suppose. Sadie is sort of upset because Danny never came home last night or showed up this morning," Nate replies as if it's nothing. The picture of Danny immediately flashes through his mind again. When he feels Nate studying him he plays it off.
"She's probably just out messing around. It's not like she's much of a people person anyways," Chuck asserts. He doesn't understand the worry feeling he's getting. What if that man back there was bad or something? Maybe she found out about him and was running again. Nate interrupts his train of thought.
"Well actually I didn't tell anyone this, but Adrian says Trey won't answer his phone. Danny and him seemed to be getting close. Maybe they... you know," Nate wiggles his eyebrows and nudges Chuck a bit.
"She's practically a child," Chuck snaps and pushes Nate to the side a bit. Nate stumbles as shock displays on his face. Chuck quickly plays it off. "All I'm saying is that Trey is obviously a whole lot older than Danny. I think he knows how wrong it would be for something like that," he defends. Nate sends him a strange look.
"This coming from the man who preyed on Freshman back in high school?" Nate inquires. Chuck purses his lips and then simply speeds up a bit. Nate shakes his head at his friends behavior. "So speaking of disappearances... where were you last night? I went by the bar and you weren't there," Nate presses.
"I had something that needed to be taken care of," Chuck replies gruffly. He keeps his eyes away from Nate's, knowing what's coming. Why did Nate have to be such a goody two shoes? With all those morals and all that other crap he carried around. Like what was that?
"So you go from mourning over Blair when you shouldn't be... to making it even worse by sleeping with some random girl?" Nate's tone is sarcastic and slightly angry. Chuck takes out a cigarette and lights it. He definitely needs to calm down a bit and nicotine is the answer.
"For the last time I don't give a fuck what Blair does. I could care less about her missing lover," Chuck scoffs, not thinking before he speaks. Nate stops where he's walking. Chuck does too and looks back at him. "That was completely hypothetically speaking so close your mouth Archibald," he mutters and stalk off. Nate of course is right behind him though.
"Did you seriously have her checked up on or something?" Nate questions. He gives Chuck a small slap to the shoulder. Chuck moves away from him immediately. He doesn't say anything, but keeps walking. Nate shakes his head, "I cannot believe this. I honestly thought you would be past all of this by now. You know instead of checking up on Blair maybe you should be more concerned about..."
"Oh look we're back at the Inn," Chuck cuts him off and then hurries inside. Nate drags behind, glaring at the back of his head. When he gets inside Chuck has magically disappeared... shocker.
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Trey takes Danny down the road from his house. Neither of them seems to remember she was heading back to the Inn before. Instead they go down to his own private shop. There's no one there, but in the small office she sees a picture of him and his dad. She guesses nobody, but Trey comes here anymore. He stands in front of his car with the hood popped. She is in a lawn chair under an umbrella watching him. She wonders how many things there are in a car to fix. He's been quiet for a while so she decides to break the ice.
"So is something like seriously wrong with your car?" she asks with a smile. Trey looks over his shoulder and quirks his eyebrow. When he sees her playful grin though he laughs. He turns around completely and throws the rag he has over his shoulder. He leans against the car and crosses his arms.
"Sweetheart, there is nothing wrong with this car," he replies with a cocky tone. Danny raises her eyebrows at his choice of words. Was that two pet names in one day now? She shakes away the thought and shrugs her shoulders.
"Just seems like in the little time I've known you that all you do is work on it," she justifies. She then leans back in the chair. The sun hits her and shines through her curls perfectly. Trey pauses for a moment and watches it as if it's in slow motion. "Hello? Earth to Trey. Where's the snappy and or perverted comment?" she asks, waving her hand in front of her. He snaps out of his daze and blinks his eyes a few times.
"Oh um sorry I was just thinking," he says slowly. He then turns his back to her and starts to poke at the car some more. Danny purses her lips and eyes him strangely. What was up with him? They fall silent for a while and then Trey closes his hood. He turns around and faces her, resting against the front of the car. His dirty blond hair is messy, but doesn't look dirty. His clothes are dirty, but it seems fitting for where he is. His eyes look away from hers, but she still gazes into them from the side. She knew they were blue, but in the light they were gorgeous.They bother her because she can't read them so easily, then again that's also why they appeal to her. She reaches in her purse and pulls out her sketchbook. Trey senses the movement and turns to her. "What are you doing?" he questions, looking down at it.
"Go back to how you were," she orders, not bothering to answer. Trey bites his bottom lip, but then does as she says. Danny fetches a small box from her bag and then takes out a charcoal pencil. She opens up to a clean page and then looks back at Trey. She bites her tongue and begins to copy him onto the paper. He listens to her, realizing what she's doing. He tenses, trying to stay still. "Relax," she instructs. It takes him a moment, but then he does. After all he's at where he feels the most comfortable.
"Why do you want to sketch me anyways?" he asks. His tone shows that he is absolutely honest. Danny doesn't stop what she's doing, but purses her lips a bit. "Danny?" Trey presses.
"Because of your eyes," she responds with a sigh. He frowns a bit in confusion.
"What about them?" he counters. He can see from the corner of her eye she's almost finished. Damn she was fast.
"They're interesting," she smiles.
"How so?" he smirks. Danny's smile falls a bit, but not in a bad way. It's more to show she's concentrating. She looks down at the paper for a while and adds details around his face. When she moves to his eyes, examining them once she knows her answer. She looks back to him.
"They can say a thousand different things at once... without you having to utter a single word," she concludes. She then takes out pencil to add a few things she can't with the charcoal. Trey relaxes a bit, thinking she doesn't need him anymore. He knows he's right when she doesn't protest to his movement. He looks at her intently as he slowly walks over. He bends down and she looks up. She's a bit taken off guard, he can tell by her expression.
"What are they saying now?" he asks, close to her face. Danny's breath hitches in her throat.
"I... I... you tell me," she stutters. What the heck was wrong with her? Trey smirks and arches his head a bit.
"I can show you better than I can tell you," he whispers. He then leans in and presses his lips against hers. Danny thinks she'll pull back, but she doesn't. Instead she drops her pencil and reaches her hands up to his hair. He wraps his own hands around her petite waist and pulls her to him. She kisses him with a new developed hunger inside of her. His lips are soft and warm yet harsh and demanding at the same time. He gets closer to her and she ends up tipping the chair over on the grass. This doesn't stop them though and he hovers over her, kissing her more. A soft moan escapes her lips when he slips his tongue inside of her mouth. Finally they break apart for air.
"What was that?" she asks out of breath. He only smirks down at her, his blue eyes twinkle. He doesn't move off of her in the slightest way, but instead bends down more.
"You tell me," he replies. His voice is smooth, like velvet.
"Was it a joke?" she questions. Her tone shows she's actually a bit nervous for his response. It's not something he's used to from her.
"I sure hope not," he chuckles.
"Well then why did you do it?" she presses.
"Why did you kiss me back?" he refuses her question and provides one of his own.
"You caught me off guard," she's stubborn.
"You kissed me past that," he's just as stubborn.
"You're still one me," she acknowledges.
"Would you rather be on top?" he smirks.
"Way to ruin the moment," she rolls her eyes and tries to push him off. He pins her down further.
"Are you suggesting we had a moment?" he leans in close to her face again. Her whole body stiffens under his. She grasps the grass around her so her hands won't go to him again. "Because I think we did," he kisses her cheek softly. Her eyes roll to the back of her head, but she quickly contains herself.
"I thought I was just a baby," she comments, referring to when he learned of her age. Technically they were only a year apart when she turns sixteen. Trey gazes into her eyes. He leans down as if he'll kiss her again, but stops. He tucks a curl behind her ear.
"A baby doesn't kiss like you do."
"How many other babies have you kissed?"
"None of them compared to you," he breathes. She shakes her head and pushes him off of her. He looks surprised, but allows her to move away from him. "Did I say something wrong?" he frowns.
"I need to go back to the Inn," she ignores his question completely. She then begins to gather up her stuff, but stops when both their hands land on the sketchbook. She slowly looks up at him.
"Why are you so scared of me all of the sudden?" he asks, moving his hand over hers. Danny looks down at it and then raises her eyes to his again.
"I'm not scared of anything," she retorts.
"Then spend the day with me," he dares.
"Why?" she inquires.
"I like spending time with you," he admits. Danny looks as if she's going to agree, but then she stands. She closes her sketchbook and puts it back in her purse. "At least come back to my house tonight. I'm having another party... it will be fun," he offers. She bites her bottom lip and keeps her back to him. Finally she turns around.
"I'll think about it," she nods and starts to walk away.
"I'll see you there then!" he calls with a smile. Danny doesn't respond, but keeps going. Trey watches her all the way and reaches a hand up to her lips.
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"Where the hell have you been?" Sadie asks as Danny enters the Inn. She sees Tyler and Adrian over at the table eating something, but she doesn't pay them attention. Sadie on the other hand is sprawled out on the couch like she lives there. Well technically for the time being she does, but uh never mind. Danny crosses her arms and shrugs.
"Nowhere... everywhere... here," she replies with a smirk. Sadie rolls her eyes and then pats the spot next to her. Danny obliges and falls beside her. Sadie then pulls Danny to her.
"Alright Danny Baby I think we need to talk. You are out all night, all day, and you come home without a word of where you've been? Did they not have phones where you were?" she teases. Danny knows she also wants to know what she's been up to though. Danny rolls her eyes, but rests her head on Sadie's shoulder.
"Well I would have called, but my mouth was a little occupied," she squeezes her eyes shut at her confession. Sadie sits up and turns Danny towards her.
"Come again?" she asks. She studies Danny and then gasps. "I knew you were with Trey," she says a little too loud. Tyler and Adrian both look over at them. Sadie grabs Danny and pulls her up the stairs. Once they're in the room she turns around to meet Danny's eyes. "SPILL!" she shouts.
"It's really not that big of a deal," Danny shakes her head.
"I don't care, I want details on everything," she orders. She then sits down next to Danny. She points her finger at her to show she's serious. Danny smacks it away and sighs.
"Well I mean I sort of fell asleep at his house, but then I woke-up today. So I decided to leave, but then he chased after me with the car. He basically forced me to get in and go have breakfast with him. Somehow we ended up at this private shop he has for his car. I started to draw him, and no you can't see the picture, one thing led to another and... he kissed me," she talks very fast, but the last part is also very quiet.
"What kind of kiss?" Sadie drawls. "Did he hover over you, was it open mouth, did his tongue slip in...?" she teases. When she sees Danny's face though her eyes widen. "Oh my god! You guys didn't like have sex too did you?" she pretends to sound shocked.
"No! Of course not," Danny replies quickly. She then stands up and shakes her head. "Anyways I think I should just stay away from him for the rest of the trip," she decides.
"Why? He's hot and you two totally have a connection," Sadie points out.
"First of all we don't have a connection, but even if we did... I don't plan on staying here. It would just come to an end. There's no plan on starting something that has no chance from the beginning. Plus I don't even like him that much... he's not trustworthy," she explains, leaning against the wall.
"Name one guy you think is," Sadie challenges. Danny purses her lips and glares at her. She then smiles though.
"Morrow," she responds.
"That's different, you guys are best friends. I'm talking about your past relationships. Some of them were great guys, but you refuse to let anyone close to you. You're the one who doesn't give it a chance from the beginning. Face it Danny Baby, you have trust issues with guys," Sadie sighs.
"And I have good reason," Danny snaps. After that she falls silent and looks away from Sadie. She hates talking about this, especially when it sneaks it's way out of her. Sadie's face falls as she realizes what she did. She stands up and walks over to Danny. Sadie then leans in for a hug. "Stop it. I don't need your pity," Danny pushes her off of her.
"It's not pity. It's comfort," Sadie counters.
"Whatever I don't need. I need a shower and a change of clothes," she mutters. Then before Sadie can say anything else she goes into the bathroom and locks the door. Sadie shakes her head and sighs.
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Chuck walks back inside from his after dinner smoke. He sees Nate on the couch, but as soon as eye contact is made Nate looks away from him. Chuck rolls his eyes and sits down at the kitchen table. He is soon joined by Adrian who looks at him eagerly. Chuck glares at him and purses his lips. Why were all the Archibald's so damn perky? Oh right their mother was Serena Vanderwoodsen.
"What do you want Adrian?" Chuck skips the formalities. Adrian looks to Tyler who sits down next to them. Both of them start to whisper and nudge the other. "Someone get to the point or I guarantee it's not happening," Chuck threatens. Honestly they act more girlish then Danny and Sadie combined. Finally Adrian sighs and looks towards Chuck.
"Well we want to go to a party tonight, but dad said he doesn't want to go. We have no way out there unless you take us. We can't stay unless you do. Now the girls are most likely going so since you're my favorite uncle, who is way cooler than my dad, will you? You know go with us?" Adrian rambles. Tyler slaps him on the back so he'll shut up. After that he falls silent and they both look to Chuck for a response.
"Forget it Adrian! Chuck thinks of himself only. He doesn't do things for other people," Nate calls from the couch. Chuck glares at the back of the pretty boys head. He's definitely doing it now, if anything just to spite Nate. He turn back to Adrian and Tyler with a huge grin. It's unlikely for Chuck Bass, but once again it's all to spite Nathaniel dearest.
"I'd be happy to oblige in anything with a party boys. After all I am Chuck Bass... it comes with the territory of being way cooler than your father NATHANIEL ARCHIBALD!" Chuck raises his voice at Nate's name. By the look on Nate's face he knows it was worth it, childish or not.
"Go to hell!" Nate calls.
"And here I though we were nasty to each other Danny Baby," Sadie teases. Both girls appear in the room. Sadie has on a strapless, tube-top, styled dress. It goes just above her knees and hangs loosely over her whole body, except for the waist where it's tight. It's pattern is a black background with purple flowers and green leaves. Then she wears a long necklace with chunky beads. Her blond hair just falls off her shoulders, swooped to the side. Danny is wearing a shorter dress, with straps. It's red and is tight from the top to the waist. After that it flows out like many of her other dresses. Her curls are very loose and only a few bangs hang in her face.
"Are you guys going to the party?" Tyler asks, always the last person to know.
"Of course we are," Sadie answers.
"Sadie that's not what you said..." Danny sighs.
"Look you might as well go and let him down gently," Sadie cuts her off.
"Let who down gently?" Adrian frowns. Chuck leans forward to listen. Then again so does every one else in the room. Danny looks at everyone and then rolls her eyes.
"I'll be in the car," she says, going out the door.
"Wait up Danny baby!" Sadie calls and runs after her. Tyler and Adrian are right behind them, but Chuck holds back and looks to Nate.
"You're really not going to come tonight?" Chuck presses.
"What afraid the kids will need a ride home when you hook up with another girl?" Nate says with distaste.
"Whatever," Chuck mutters and goes out the door. Nate sits there for a moment and hears them start the car. Finally he sighs and runs for it. He was only going to keep an eye on the children... plus he was not boring... right?
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It didn't take long at the party for Sadie to abandon her. Okay so maybe the alcohol was helping Sadie and the part where Danny slipped away well... okay so she was hiding from her. Sadie was all about her confronting Trey though and it was the last thing she wanted to do. She walks across the yard, she can just go wait in the car. She's passing the pool when someone grabs her from behind.
"You came," Trey says with excitement. When his blue eyes light up she feels something happen in her stomach. She shakes it away though and tries to pull her hands from his grasp.
"Actually I was just leaving," she sends an apologetic look. He frowns, obviously noticing she isn't her usual sarcastic self. He refuses to free her hand and instead steps closer to her. She freezes and stares up at him. "Trey I'm really tired and this is the last thing I need right now," she nods.
"What would that thing be?" he questions.
"Look I'm leaving town soon and all it was... it was just a kiss," she defends.
"One you enjoyed," he counters.
"You don't know that," she shakes her head.
"Then allow me to remind you," he whispers and leans in. His lips connect with hers again. Every signal and bell goes off within her. She needs to push him away, but she can't. She feels electricity when her lips are on his. Finally she puts her hand to his chest and pushes him back a bit.
"I'm not that kind of girl. I know what you want from me, but trust me you can get it from someone else," she tries to keep her voice strong. "I don't even like you... I barely know you," she searches her mind for more excuses. Anything, but the whole truth. How she hates that word. Trey cups her cheek and shakes his head.
"What are you talking about? I haven't asked you for anything. To be honest I don't even know what this is..." he laughs a bit trying to lighten the mood. When she doesn't smile he continues. "I just want to hang out with you. I like the fact that we fight and go back and forth. You aggravate me to no end, but your also interesting. We have so much in common," he points out.
"We have nothing in common. I'll admit there was a small friendship forming, but that kiss just made things awkward. I don't want it to happen again especially with someone who won't stick around," she tries to pull away again. Trey just pulls her back to him.
"You claim to barely know me yet you're so quick to insult?" he raises his eyebrows.
"Exactly, I'm a bitch. More reason to leave me alone," she smirks.
"I don't want to leave you alone," he says quietly, leaning in towards her. Danny turns her cheek before he can kiss her again. She sees Chuck and Nate staring at her. Well Nate is really kind of just looking into the distance, but Chuck is watching her. She looks away from him and back at Trey. "I thought you weren't scared of anything," he gives her a knowing look.
"I'm not being scared... I'm being smart. I know what kind of guy you are," she shrugs.
"I don't think you do. I don't think you know anything," his eyes darken.
"All the more reason to release me," she retorts. Trey's about to do just that when he really looks into her eyes. She looks scared and nervous. So he tightens his hold on her instead. There's a deeper problem she's trying to bury. So for some reason he wants to find out what it is. He knows it's not like him to care, but he does. She's so much like him... maybe that's why. "Trey let me go," she snaps him out of his gaze.
"I think that's what your scared of," he utters.
"What the hell are you talking about?" she fumes.
"Face it your scared," he wants to yell, but there's people around. It's his house and he causes scenes with girls all the time, but not this one. He shakes his head, "This is you afraid to get close to a guy," he tells her.
"I'm close to plenty of guys," she lies. The only person she sees in her head is Morrow. That of course isn't what she's implying though.
"Oh don't even you have virgin written on your forehead," he scoffs.
"And you have man whore written on yours," she snorts.
"Maybe, but at least I'm honest about it," he retorts.
"I don't owe you honesty. Only the people I trust deserve it."
"You don't trust anyone."
"Neither do you," she raises her voice a bit. She shakes her head, "Face it you're such a hypocrite. If you think I'm scared then take a look in the mirror Trey. I promise if you look hard enough you'll see what's under that cool, tough exterior of yours. A scared little boy who would rather drive dangerously then admitting his problems." The moment it leaves her lips she regrets it. She knows it was harsh, but that has always come easy to her. He loosens his grip on her and takes a step back.
"Better than trying to slice my wrist open," he turns his back on her. Danny feels as if he's slapped her across the face. She looks down at her wrists, covered by a bracelet. Then back up at him. "Trey wai..." she calls to him, but then someone knocks into her. She feels herself falling and then she hits the water. She tries to scream, but water immediately fills her lungs. She freezes up afraid to move at all, she sinks.
"HE CAN'T SWIM!"
She blinks her eyes under water. She just keeps sinking.
"He can't hear you Danny."
She starts to choke on the water.
"Morrow's ear drums were punctured by the water."
She closes her eyes and starts to black out.
"It's my fault this happened."
Danny can't see anything. She suddenly hears water splash and then two arms wrap around her. She blacks out completely.
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Chuck sits in the emergency waiting room. The boys are there too, but their pacing. Sadie has disappeared, but she's super upset and Nate went to find her. Chuck glares at Trey who sits across from him. So what if the little punk didn't technically push her in? Or even that he was the one who dove in and saved her. It was his fault in the first place for standing with her so close to the pool. Chuck isn't sure why, but he is very angry. This girl didn't deserve to almost drown. She could even be awake by now too. None of them were allowed in though apparently because they weren't family. It had been hours since they got here. Even his name wouldn't grant him access. Dumb ass small town. He looks up to see Nate and Sadie walking his way. Sadie is a mess and she falls down in a chair next to Trey. Nate however comes towards him. Chuck stands up thinking maybe he's heard something.
"What's going on Nathaniel? Did they tell Sadie anything?" Chuck asks. He practically lunges himself at Nate. Wanting to shake him with answers. Why does this girl have him so worried?
"Chuck there's something I need to tell you. Now I just found out, but I don't think we should stay here anymore," Nate tries to explain. Chuck shakes his head and dismisses him.
"Forget it, they're going to tell me something. Everything has a price," he scoffs and marches towards the counter. Nate tries to grab him as he sees what's ahead. Chuck doesn't though and marches right up, almost pushing a woman already there out of the way. "Look lady you're going to tell me..." he starts to threaten the nurse, but stops. He slowly turns to look at the person beside him.
"Oh my god," Blair's eyes widen as they meet Chuck's. A nurse comes out of a room.
"Parents of Danielle Waldorf... I mean Danny Waldorf?"
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A/N: So what did you think of this chapter? BTW... MWAHAHAHA!
