Chapter 4

Gwen Delacroix

I shouldn't be sitting here moping. Gwen decided that even though she wasn't with the elite, she could still try to have a good time. Being famous isn't everything, isn't it? She put down the money for her drink and slid off the bar stool, her flats making a clicking noise as she landed. In the middle of the club there was a huge group of people dancing and soon she would be one of them. Gwen walked across to the dance floor, making sure people noticed her, and shoved her way into it. Life was just too short to waste time. She started dancing and swinging her hips with people she'd never seen before.

Pretty soon Gwen got tired so she found herself stumbling out of the pit of sweat and heading back towards the bar. When she got there she sat down on 'her' bar stool, since nobody new had taken it yet, and ordered another strawberry margarita to keep her going. She thought she might need her energy tonight.

Di Carvalo and Bass

Drunk and fairly confused Nicholas looked up at Theresa. Gwen was still at the bar as he had checked many times. "Be right back." He said to Airannia following Theresa out of the booth. Anything to get closer to Gwen. Airannia sat alone on the seat was not very happy at all. Watching Theresa steal Nick away from her at least for the moment was not sitting to well with her. And neither were the drinks. Clutching her stomach she watched alone about what was going to unfold. Airannia didn't want to miss this for the world. Glancing every second down at the bar Airannia felt a little bit sorry for Gwen. But, not that sorry. Nicholas had his eyes on her and that only meant one thing. He wouldn't stop at anything to hook up with her.

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

If Airannia was worried about Theresa getting close to Bass, she had nothing to worry about. She wasn't the least bit interested in him like that. As for that new girl who approached their booth, she could tell he was interested. Bass never stayed tied to one girl for very long anyways. He usually broke up with them, after he got what he wanted...sex. She walked with him to the bar and ordered a martini. She turned her attention to him.

"Stop looking at the Freshman. She knows doesn't she? Rich told me, you found out. Does Francesca know what happened? Did you tell her?" She asked. Once the bartender gave her the drink, she took a big sip.

Nicholas James Bass

Smiling Nicholas looked at the Freshman. "Hey what do you think Gossip Girl would say if I hooked up with her?" He asked sitting down. Trying to remember the entire question Theresa asked her rested his hand on her bare shoulder. "She was bound to find out about you guys soon enough." Pulling out a cigarette he lit it. Inhaling he moved it away from is mouth. "I didn't tell her." He paused. He didn't. Did he? "Gossip Girl did." Of course blame it on Gossip Girl when someone gets careless. Taking another puff of it he looked down at Theresa. "You know if you need a shoulder to cry on or a bed to lay in I am very much available."

Gwen Delacroix

Gwen was laughing and talking to the guy sitting next to her when she realized that two of the elite, Theresa and Nicholas were going to sit down at the bar. Of course, she still wouldn't say anything after what happened. Maybe they'll talk to me though. Who's to say I can't get my hopes up? She was going on her third margarita and was feeling slightly drunk. Things were starting to blur together and she couldn't tell who was who anymore. Gwen finished sucking down her drink and then smoothed out her dress. But of course, since she was drunk it only messed it up even more. And pretty soon she was sliding and falling off the stool. Gwen landed with a thud on the ground and then just sat there, laughing at herself. She felt so pathetic.

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

Theresa was not happy to say the least. He didn't sound very convincing; Francesca finding out had something to with him more than Gossip Girl. "I could care less what Gossip Girl would think. I and I'm sure Airannia, thought you had better taste." She said as she looked at the drunk blonde laughing on the floor in a drunken stupor. She rolled her eyes and looked back over at him. "How tempting, but no. Anyways I need to talk to Airannia," She said and grabbed her drink. She walked over to the booth and sat down next to Airannia. "Bass will never change. Do you really know that girl?" She asked taking another sip of her drink.

Airannia di Carvalo

"I'm afraid to say yes." Looking at Gwen on the floor was pretty sad. "I can not believe her likes her." Airannia said under her breathe. Yes she was his type but Gwen was a little to...new. "I thought she went to Waverly." Airannia seethed. A school very much like Constance, but co-ed. Downing the last of her drink Airannia looked to Theresa. "So what were you and Nick talking about?" Airannia asked. Curiosity killed the cat but Airannia had to know everything. Glancing back at Nick it looked like he was going to come back to the booth but not until he flirted first. Turning all of her full attention to Theresa Airannia waited.

Richard Lockheart

Rich was stuck. There was a knot in his throat as he was unable to respond to her question. There was silence for just a few seconds. Rich tapped the floor with his foot and took numerous sips off his alcohol to make time for an answer. "You know I've been at camp like everyone else, baby. So many obligations to do as well. I had to help out in some charities to give a good name to the corporation. They asked me to do some photo shooting with the pageant girls. I had quite a hand full alright?" he sighed. "Francesca, do we have to talk about this? I just finally got out of all this stuff and you just got back from a long trip. Can't we just have a good time together? ...I understand you're probably upset and I'm sorry I never replied. Will you forgive me?" he lied indirectly. There weren't so many things he needed to do. He knew he had all the time in the world to respond to all her messages, but simply refused it. Even if he did have any important things to do, there was always time to message her. Rich took hold of Francesca's hands and kissed her knuckles lightly before he spoke again. "It's been a long time since we've seen each other and I really miss you. Let's just forget about this. What do you say?" Rich asked with a warm smile.

Theresa Hemmington

Theresa sighed. Did Airannia not already put two and two together like Francesca did? How could she not know yet? She didn't want to tell her what they talked about, if she wasn't going to be her friend anymore and side with Francesca. Unlike Francesca, Theresa could always depend on Airannia with her secrets and much more. She didn't want to lose her as a friend. It was pretty obvious her friendship with Francesca was ruined. Theresa could tell she hated the mere sight of her, and would do anything to keep Richard for herself. She sat there watching the two not being able to handle the sight.

"Come with me to get another drink and I'll tell you," She said linking arms with Airannia, almost dragging her out of the booth away from Richard and Francesca. As they were walking she looked at Airannia. "Do you really not know what's going on? Why Francesca is giving me the cold shoulder?" She asked. She hoped more than anything, Airannia wouldn't side with Francesca.

Francesca Bella Octane

Watching Airannia and Theresa leave made Francesca seethe. She won't get away that easy Francesca thought. For a quarter of a second she wondered if this was really the right thing to do. Breaking up with Richard? Of course that would be the easiest thing to do but then he would run straight to Theresa without a care in the world. Her plan had to be bullet proof. Gazing into his eyes Francesca played the game out nicely. "Looks like every one left us." Francesca mentioned as she looked around. Remembering that she was still holding Richard's hand she pulled away. "Baby if were going to make this work than you have to do your part to I mean." Looking away for a second so he wouldn't see her smile. Francesca was the actress. "While I was sitting there in Germany trying to see if things were alright you had me thinking you were hooking up with Theresa or something God forbid." Giving him an innocent pout she leaned in. "I love you."

Airannia di Carvalo

Airannia shook her head slowly. It was usually her that Francesca hated. Remembering the events that had led up to this Airannia slowly pieced together everything. Why Gossip Girl had sent that text about them, why Francesca had asked Nick what was going on, Why Richard was spending a little bit more time than usual with Theresa. "Wait you and Richard." Saying it herself Airannia didn't believe it. Until it sunk in. "Wait what." Pulling her arm away from Theresa Airannia was shocked. Looking around the Club she grabbed Theresa and headed for the bathrooms. Making sure all of the stalls were empty Airannia exploded, "Theresa! Honestly Richard. Oh my gosh." Throwing her hands to her forehead Airannia looked at Theresa in sympathy. "Sweetie," Airannia groaned. "Why?" Looking at Theresa in disbelief Airannia propped her self up on the marble sink. Airannia's head was buzzing wildly. "She's going to make your life hell you know." Airannia couldn't stop thinking about how long this was going on. "Oh god," Airannia choked. "Does she know?"

Richard Lockheart

It took him by surprise that she would mention she thought there was something going on between him and Theresa. Did Nick tell her? Or was it Gossip Girl again? Richard wasn't ready to let Francesca know he was cheating on her, but this could also be a chance to break up with her. If they did break up with her, he could just go with Theresa, but what would happen to all of them. Would everyone go their separate ways. Rich was unsure yet of what to do, but when Francesca pouted innocently and leaned in to him to tell him she loved him, he knew there was still something there. Something that didn't want him to let go of Francesca even though Theresa had him whole. He was caught between the two and it was hard to choose just one girl. Things were getting harder as they seemed to slowly start revealing. There was a silence for two seconds as Richard was thinking. If you know and are acting this out, guess what? I can act this out too. "Funny you say you love me...and you don't even trust me. Francesca, you know Theresa and I are just friends. Are you starting to believe that Gossip Girl st? What makes you believe I'd betray you?" Rich looked towards another direction. "Yea, its true, Theresa and I have been spending alot of time together, but as friends. Can't believe this." Rich acted.

Francesca Bella Octane

You would think you would she would be caught off guard by this certain out burst but Francesca plays her game the right way. Laughing into the palm of her hand Francesca could do nothing but smile. "Gossip Girl st Richard. Really?" Francesca crossed her legs. "Just let me ask you one question." Closing her eyes the words came faster than she could think but it was what she wanted. "Did you ever think of me once just once while you were hooking up with Theresa? Did you ever think of me once when you and her were spending time together as just friends? Don't play yourself short." Taking a sip of her martini Francesca looked on at the crowd. "What did you think I was doing in Germany?" She asked quietly. "Nothing but think about you wondering why Richard doesn't care." Sensing salty tears enter her eyes Francesca swallowed. "And you just going to sit here and treat me like I was the one who was cheating." Moving violently Francesca sank down to her knees. Who could truly tell if she was acting or not? All we know is this girl's heart was broken and if Rich didn't finish what he had started some would finally understand hell hath no fury like a women's scorn.

Richard Lockheart

It was no use; she already knew he hooked up with her best-friend. One of the many things Richard hated was to break a girl's heart even though he had done it over and over again with many others. Watching Francesca cry this way wasn't helping any. Richard thought maybe it was time to tell her the truth and get it over with, but his selfish self didn't want to save Francesca from so much pain. Instead, he continued to save himself and his relationships. "You're crying for something so pointless. I'm not cheating on you for the last time." Richard argued. Listening to her weep more was killing him. Richard placed his hand on her shoulder and pulled her up just a bit. He embraced her tight, letting her cry on his shoulder. "...But I did think of you and I'm sorry about making you believe I was cheating on you and for not calling you. Baby, I'm so sorry. I love you and you know me more than anyone. Do you really think I would cheat on you?"

Francesca Bella Octane

The club was playing a remix version of Hit Me Baby One More Time. The club was vibrating one beat along with the song. "I wasn't supposed to know." She whispered into his ear. The tears were streaming but something clicked in her head that it wasn't supposed to be happening this way. The more Richard denied he wasn't hooking up with Theresa the more she wanted to believe him but it just wasn't happening. "Why are you lying to me?" Francesca asked her facade of elite bitchiness was crumbling in one moment. Have some composure. The song rang in her head. Rolling her eyes Dedra her sister had overplayed the Panic! At the Disco way to many times. Draping her arms around his shoulders Francesca knew she had only one moment to do what would almost determine her life. Well not her life but her social life. "Promise me you won't talk to her." Francesca pleaded. "Promise me that you won't do anything with her and I'll believe you Richard I..." Francesca couldn't even finish the sentence without her lungs gasping for air. "I just need you to say it." She held on to him tighter. Him saying that wouldn't erase everything but it would help in the long run.

Richard Lockheart

This was it. It was almost hard to believe simple yes or no questions could be so hard to answer. Richard was stuck now. She really got him on this one, leaving him with no way of escape. Richard held her tighter. His eyes had spotted Theresa and Airannia leaving to the girl's bathroom. At last who was it going to be? Francesca or Theresa? There was what seemed to be an eternal silence between her request and his final answer. "Baby..." was the first word he managed to release from his lips."...You caught me." Richard released the embrace they had. Richard looked away. He was unable to look back into her eyes.

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

Theresa looked away from Airannia. "Yes me and Richard, it's all true. While Francesca was away for the summer in Germany, he and I hooked up. I don't know what to say, it all just happened so suddenly. We were out for a walk; we had a long time to talk. It started to become dark, we stopped to take a short break, we were gazing at the stars and before I knew it, he kissed me. I know I should have stopped him, but it felt so right. I continued the kiss and we've been seeing each other secretly for a while now."

Theresa placed her hands on the sink's counter and looked down. "Yes, she knows what happened thanks to Bass and Gossip Girl. I know she will try to make my life a living hell. I don't know what to do. Francesca knew and she still kissed Rich. I think she still wants him to be with her and forget about me. I want to be with him more than anything. If she'd ask him I don't know what he would decide. Airannia, I know I betrayed Francesca and that friendship is over but I don't want to loose you too. Are you siding with her?" She asked looking over at her.

Francesca Bella Octane

Moving away from Richard like he had a disease Francesca stopped crying. Now if she was really crying she would have ran out the booth and made an extreme but elegant exit but her tears were as fake as Prada bag sold on the street. Wiping away the obnoxious tears and making sure her mascara was perfect Francesca looked at Richard. "You could at least just own up to what you did." Francesca dared. "I've been nothing but great to you. Who do you think got your dad another job when he got fired?" Opening up her YSL lip gloss she painted it elegantly on her lips. "Me." Closing the gloss she slid it into her purse. "And all you have to say is that I got you." Nodding Francesca just shook her head. "You're pathetic." Her eyes grew a shade darker. Advancing toward him she grabbed his chin and made him look into her eyes. "I hope you and your whore are happy because after this..." Francesca's voice trailed off as she looked around. Letting go of him she stood up. Shaking her hair effortlessly out of her face she rested her hand on her hip. "Just be ready." Turning on her heel she walked right out of the booth. Richard's presence made her want to choke.

Richard Lockheart

Richard analyzed her actions soon after she stopped crying. Francesca was so well at acting. He was fooled by her act even when he knew she was acting out her tears. Richard thought her act was all just to get the truth out. It was, but if she really was heart broken for this, wouldn't she still be weeping the way she was? Right there, Richard began to think she was hiding something too. What exactly happened in Europe? Did she meet someone else and lost all the feelings she once had for him? He felt like st when she mentioned she was the one who got his father a job after he was fired, but he didn't fight back. He had no right to. Now what about when she threatened him? What was she planning to do know? With someone like Francesca, the phrase 'expect the unexpected' fit perfectly. He remained still and silent. He had no right to speak after what he did to her. It was a betrayal. By nature it was unforgivable. Richard watched Francesca leave him. He felt partial regret for causing then end of their relationship, but maybe it was worth it now. Richard pulled out his phone. He took a look at it and with a sigh, he texted to the first who needed to know this. Theresa.

Richard: She knows. We just talked. It's over, but I think she's hiding something too.

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

While Theresa stood there waiting for a response from Airannia, her cell phone vibrated and rang. She opened her clutch, pulling the Sidekick out. After flipping the screen open, and acessing her Inbox she read the message from Richard and gasped. What could Francesca possibly hiding? She started to type a message to him.

Theresa: I know, Bass told me she found out. What do you think she's hiding and are you ok? Do you want to talk?

Theresa sent the message, hoping he would say yes, he wanted to talk.

Richard Lockheart

Meanwhile waited for a response from Theresa, wherever she was, Richard took his alcohol and chugged it all down to the last drop in hopes that the alcohol will take its effect soon on him. Richard walked out of the booth unto the crowd of people dancing. He was searching for Theresa. She was the only person he wanted to talk to at the moment. A few feet away, he spotted a blonde sitting at the bar. Richard moved closer to see if it was Theresa. His hand was placed on her shoulder and he moved her a bit, seeing a wasted Gwen. "Oh it's just you..." Richard stated without any care. "Listen, Have you seen...now what never mind." His phone vibrated once more, announcing him of a message. Richard read Theresa's message and nodded to himself before he replied to her.

Richard: Yea, I guess I'm doing okay. I'm not quite sure, but let's talk about it. Somewhere else. Meet me outside.

Richard pressed send and left Gwen by herself to leave the building. Believing that Francesca has a secret was what was bothering more than their separation. He was so sure of himself that something happened in Germany. He could be wrong and it could be anything. Richard couldn't forget about that threat either. "Just be ready" were the words he recited from his conversation with Francesca. Richard wasn't too afraid of Francesca, but neither did he underestimate her capabilities. Richard exited the club and took a seat at a bench in the front. While looking down at his phone, Richard thought about Francesca. He wanted to talk to her and find out what was up with her as well as to talk out their relationship, but it would be pathetic of him to finally send her messages or make phone calls after all this time.

Gwen Delacroix

Gwen sighed as she looked around. Richard had almost asked her a question but then just walked away. Nobody seemed to care what she felt, or what she wanted. She let out a light and airy laugh, it was typical; she was always messing things up. She messed things up at Waverly and now when she finally gets her chance to start over she's messing things up here. What she needed was someone on the inside who was actually nice, but she knew inside that that wasn't going to happen. Gwen slightly stumbled out of the club with her head hung low, like she was ashamed. Well she was, she had made a fool out of herself in front of the very people she wanted to impress.
When she finally hailed a cab Gwen got in and told the driver to take her to her house. I might have fucked tonight up but at least I have a warm bed to look forward to. Gwen always tried to look on the bright side of things, it caused her not to be very realistic. She decided that when she got home she was going to take a coupe of aspirin and just go to bed. It's been a long day. Gwen thought as she leaned her head against the window and looked out at all the lights of the city.

Airannia di Carvalo

"Oh God." Clutching her stomach Airannia bolted off the sink and ran to the stall. Clutching the toilet bowl that she hoped was thoroughly cleaned she waited. Swallowing hard Airannia wished she hadn't drunk that last tequila. Still being able to talk Airannia remembered Theresa's question. Who was she going to side with? "Theresa you can't have your cake and eat it too..." Thinking about all of the times Theresa had stuck up for her when Francesca was getting arrogant and bitchy with her Airannia did anything a best friend would do. "But I got your back." The words came out a little slurred but it did make her feel at least a little bit better. It still wasn't like she was going to cut off all contact with Francesca. She had nothing to actually hate her. Yet anyway. "I just can't believe you were keeping this from me." Wishing she could take it back Airannia knew it was touchy subject. "How long do you think it will take Gossip Girl to find out?" Yes this type of scandals were something to expect from the elite but still. A lot of people read that blog. It's like last year Airannia thought. An event she would never speak of had gotten broad casted all over the internet. It leaves you to wonder how her mother made it all go away. Opening the stall door she saw Theresa reading a text. Probably Richard. "I'm going home the faster I go to sleep the sooner the hang over." Giving Theresa one last reassuring hug Airannia opened the door to leave. Nicholas had sent her a text that he had already gone back home to take care of "business". Feeling more alone than ever Airannia felt for Gwen. Having an act of drunken kindness she sent Gwen a text.

Airannia: I am so so sorry for how Francesca treated you. I know bh right. What do you say me you my credit card and 5th Av.?

Feeling the cool air on her shoulders Airannia felt alone. Everyone well almost everyone had someone. Looking at her cell while getting a cab to go home Airannia moved the button down viewing her phone book. Even though she hated Francesca sometimes what better to get into her good graces.

Airannia: Bad night huh? Well whatever happens tomorrow happens. & so does shopping. I say brunch, shopping, gossip. You know you love it. & don't worry Theresa will be nowhere in sight.

Sending it she turned off her cell and lay back in the cab watching the stores and cars go by. Finally home she paid the driver. She had full morning. And waking up to Gossip Girl's text about the night's festivities seemed actually good to Airannia for once.

Gwen Delacroix

Right before Gwen's taxi pulled up to her penthouse she received a text, it nearly scared the living hell out of her. When she looked down at who it was from she was very surprised to see it was from Airianna. She slammed the door to her taxi as she read it and almost started jumping up and down but she knew better then that. Gwen leaned against her building and started to send another text.

Gwen: Sounds great. Tomorrow at 11? I'm free all day so anytime's good.

Gwen breathed a sigh of relief after she sent the text. Ok, so at least Airianna doesn't hate me and that's a pretty good start. Suddenly not feeling so tired Gwen pranced up to her bedroom and hurled herself on her bed, letting it engulf her. If there was one thing that could make her feel better after that night, it was shopping. Nothing really brightened her day like a new pair of Manolo's. Gwen shimmied out of her dress and into her pajama's. She had to get a good night's sleep so she'd feel better tomorrow.

Theresa Elizabeth Hemmington

Theresa finished her conversation with Airannia, and watched her leave. She stood in the bathroom for a moment, thinking about what could happen. She sighed and opened the door, walked through the club to the coat check, to get her own coat. Once she did, she put it on, and walked outside to find Richard. She found him sitting alone on a bench. She walked over and sat down next to him. Theresa looked over at him and smiled. She took a hold of his hand. "Hey." She figured that now since their secret was out and Francesca dumped him, they could have very tamed public displays of affection like holding hands.

"Are you ok to drive?" She asked looking around making sure no one was around to hear what else she wanted to say. Just in case, she leaned closer and whispered it to him. "Why don't we go back to my place? My Dad is on a business trip and my Mom is out of town for a few days, for a fashion event in Milan. We'll be alone and you can stay for the night if you want to." She wasn't sure if it was ok to move that fast, but she really wanted to be with him. They needed to figure out if Francesca was really hiding something.

Richard Lockheart

Richard thought some more about it. Francesca was a strong girl and maybe that's the reason why she took his confession in a whole different way. Richard called on valet to bring his car and after he did, he leaned his head back and looked up at the top of the buildings. It made him sick and dizzy to look at them after all the alcohol he drank. As Richard sat their, getting dizzier by staring at all the lights, he felt the warmth and softness of Theresa's hand take hold of his. Richard looked to his side to see a blonde beauty smile back at him. "Hey." replied Richard before he delivers a light peck to her lips. "Yea, I think I'm okay to drive." Richard could not take his eyes off of Theresa. He had always found her attractive, but tonight she was divine, making him almost forget about Francesca. Rich smirked as he listened to her seductive whisper upon his ear. Did she know what she was doing? Rich was unsure himself if it was right to do this after a break-up with the person he really cared about, but he too wanted to be with Theresa. "I guess it's going to be a really great night after all. Come on." Rich chuckled and rose up from his seat as soon as his car arrived right in front of them. Richard received his keys and opened the door for Gabrielle to step in. "My lady." Richard kissed Theresa's knuckled gently before he stepped in and sat down. The door closed and he walked around the car to get to the drivers seat and sit next to her. As soon as he was in, he leaned over and kissed his the lips of his once secret love.

Gossipgirl

A very disheveled looking F leaving Club Vixen. Her welcome party wasn't so welcome. While F was away R was messing around. With T. We know from history that no one treats F like that and gets away with it. Rumor becomes truth. T is seen getting into R's car heading home I guess. The two love birds seem happy enough but do they feel and remorse for F? Yes we know she's a bh but has sympathy on the poor girl. Once joined at the hip are now split. A is left alone while N has gone to do what he does best but A has bigger problems on her hand. Now she has to choose between two friends. F and T. T's secret has spilled but F's hasn't. Keep you friends close but your enemies closer A. Look out fresh meat coming through. G has caught N's eye and A is not to happy about that. After her performance at Club Vixen everyone is sure she's a no body but A still invited her for brunch. Surprise us G.

You know you love me.

Xoxo

Gossipgirl