"I swear she was just like Blair!" Jenny shouted at her computer screen, Eric on the other line. She had been on Skype with him since she got home from her less than enjoyable trip to the mall. Eric laughed, "Come on, Jenny. I bet she wasn't that bad." Jenny scoffed, "She was, believed me." Eric laughed. "If you find an 'Eric' you have to send me a picture." He thought Jenny was being a little over dramatic. It was just a mean girl, he felt bad for her, but at least she was getting a taste of her own medicine. Jenny pouted, "Come on, E, this is serious. The first day I go out and there are already problems." She complained. Eric couldn't but giggle. "Since when is Jenny Humphrey afraid of upper middle class, suburb wanna be's?" Jenny frowned, "Since I became one of them." Eric still laughed, "You know if that whole fashion thing doesn't work out, you could be an actress. You've already got the over dramatic part down." He suggested, smirk on his face. "Screw you." Jenny said, playfully. "So what's your plan now? Stay in the house all summer?" "Well, some of us can't be in the Hamptons all summer." She responded. "No, they can't." He said, with slight arrogance. "Seriously, Eric, Screw you." She tried her best to keep a straight face, but she burst out laughing. "I don't think an acting career would be too successful, E." "Me either." Eric agreed.
They talked about little things for a while, how Eric was doing in the Hamptons, if he had talked to Elliot. Somehow, things got to Blair. "Do you know how Blair's doing?" Jenny asked, somehow nervous. For some reason, she felt guilt for sleeping with Chuck. Like she somehow betrayed Blair. It's not like her and Blair were best friends, not even friends at best, but for some twisted reason, Blair loved Chuck. Saying his name made Jenny's throat burn, she wondered when that would stop. Jenny had a dream the night before, well more like a nightmare. She relived every moment of that lonely night, she even woke up screaming. Alison rushed in after she heard, "What's wrong? What happen?" She questioned. Jenny pulled herself up, shaking her head, "Nothing." She whispered breathlessly. "Just a bad dream." She wished she could have woken up that night, put it all behind as a bad dream. But it wasn't, what she did was reality, and she had to live with it her whole life. Jenny had slept with someone Blair loved, and she felt sorry for her. He probably doesn't feel sorry, Jenny thought. In her mind, Chuck Bass was the devil, he has no remorse. At least she felt bad; it seemed as if Chuck didn't care about Blair. He was still going to propose to her, knowing what he had done. Even if he hadn't betrayed her, he still lied to her. Eric's voice snapped her back into reality, "Serena and her went to Paris for the summer." Eric said, looking into Jenny's eyes. He could see the looks on her face, guilt, shame. In his mind, Jenny had nothing to be guilty for, Chuck wasn't in a relationship. She wasn't a bad person for having sex with him, maybe she didn't make good decisions, but Jenny was not a bad person. "Jenny," He started, "you have no reason to feel guilty." Jenny laughed; she couldn't believe what he just said, "Eric, I have all the reason in the world to feel guilty." He rolled his eyes, she was so stubborn. "I told Serena that you feel terrible about it. But she didn't believe me. She just wants to take Blair's side." "Why would she believe you? She has every right to think of me that way." Jenny remembered how she used to idolize her, Serena was everything she ever wanted to be. But she screwed that up; she ended up ruining her and Nate's relationship, and his and Jenny's. She couldn't believe she had done that to Nate. Nate, the only person who had accepted her, been with her, stayed with her. She had been a total bitch to him, conniving to ruin his relationship, twice. She wanted the best for Nate, and if that meant staying the hell out of his life, then so be it. Eric saw how sad she was, he wanted to help her, he really did, he just didn't know how. Jenny suddenly didn't feel like talking anymore, "Look, E, I gotta go. Text you later." Jenny said, forcing a smile. Eric new it was fake, he didn't want to press her. "Oh, okay bye Jenn-" He said, interrupted by Jenny slamming her laptop shut. Every memory, every scheme, the constant flood of each into her head, making her remember it all. She hated herself, she hated what she had done. She wished she could go back in time, but this was reality, what she had done had happened, she could never forget.
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