A/N: Short, meaningful chapter. Is this ten yet? I think so! Woo hoo! Hah. Might not be exciting for you, but this and my SWAC story are my longgest stories so far after my first multi-chap sunked.
Anyhoo, please ignore any typos. I'm using my new (hand-me-down), mini notebook pc and the keys are very frustrating.
Seconds passed. Minutes passed. Hours passed. Days passed. Weeks, eventually, passed.
It was a slow and painful thing. If this was death, it was hell. Because no matter how much they loved each other, there was absolutely nothing Jenny could do. Absolutely nothing.
He said he would be gone a while. But even Serena said she didn't know what happened to him. Jenny knew he would find someone else fast – a guy, of course. Because that's who he was. That's who Erik van der Woodsen fucking was.
He said he loved her. But he only said, he never promised, and she knew that love would fade.
"Lies!" she spat in disgust after unfolding the piece of paper one more time. The folds had been done over so many times that the creases were deepening and the paper was weakening.
He didn't come back, not before Jenny gave up.
Time passed. It was slow, like a knife being dragged through her body endlessly. But the clock ticked on. Time passed. Erik didn't come back.
What did you think?
Sad? I thought so.