"What the fuck are you talking about, Nate?! Of course, I was raped! The video…" she trailed off, but stopped as she remembered it.

"It's not real. Well, it wasn't the real video was much longer and the one sent to Gossip Girl was edited. A few weeks ago, the real video was sent by someone Jason Cromwell knew."

"Jason Cromwell?! What the hell does he have to do with it?!"

"You'd have to see the video to find out."

"No, I'm not going through that again. I've spent so much time here trying to get over my rape. It's a little hard to believe that it didn't happen."

"Please, do it for me. Do you trust me?"

"I don't trust you…I thought I could, but I can't. You chose to let my reputation and rumors sway you into thinking I was just some slut lying to cover my own ass."

"I know, and I'm sorry. Look, I should've believed you. I should have know that you truly believed that you were raped, but I didn't believe Chuck would rape you. It's just not him, and I know that. You should know that too. Look at the video…"

"Fine…Just give me a moment." she said as she sat down on the couch and Nate sat down next to her. She scooted away from him, but she couldn't help but notice how good he smelled. He always smelled good with the combination of his shampoo and cologne. Some things just never change…

"Are you ready?"

"Just get this thing over with…" she said as she held Nate's phone in her hands and stared at the screen. She saw herself passed out on a bed in Blair's house and nearly cried. She saw her Nina Ricci dress hiked up a bit exposing her plump ass a little. The viewpoint of the camera was as if it was hidden in the vent above the bed. Suddenly, she saw Jason and Kirk drag a passed out Chuck into bed with her.

"Dude," Kirk said as looked at Jason. "She's totally trashed. You think this chick will wake up and see us?"

"No." Jason said in his thick Australian accent. "She'll be out for a while…"

"Damn, 'party girl' got a nice ass…like one of those girls in a T-Pain video." Kirk said and Katrina felt like she wanted to rip out his light brown, wavy hair by the roots.

"I know, right? Alright, let's get back to business. Okay, Kirk, take Chuck's hand and use it to rip off her panties. And try not to get carried away with her ass…"

"Okay…" he said as he did what Jason asked. "Shane, could you stop being such a pussy and give us a hand."

"I don't know, guys. What if she goes to the cops and we get caught?"

"We're editing the video. We won't get caught. Now, quit being such a candyass and help us. And since you're being such a pussy you get to undress Chuck." Kirk said with a smirk and Jason laughed as Shane did as he was told. Katrina didn't know why, but she had a feeling that Shane was the one that leaked the un-edited video to Gossip Girl. She turned her attention back to the video.

"There, I did what you wanted…" Shane said as he stared at the bed. They threw Chuck's half dressed body on top of her body. They ripped her dress and she almost wanted to kill them for ruining one of her favorite dresses. "I just want to know how this is going to work and what the hell it's got to do with her."

"Well, it didn't matter who the girl was." Jason explained. "we just had to find the first girl to pass out and I knew that Chuck would be a complete wreck, he never disappoints. Anyway, we pin the rape on Chuck and finally put that preening asshole in his place. Him and Nate Archibald…"

"Whatever…I'm done with this." Shane said as he was walking out of the room.

"No, you're not." Jason said as he blocked him from leaving.

"Get out of my way, Jason."

"No, you're in this whether you like it or not. We wouldn't want your little secret getting out, would we?"

"You think I give a shit about what people would think?"

"I don't think your parents would like to know that their beloved son has a heroin problem, would they? You'd be cut off so fast…"

"Yeah, well at least I wouldn't be some lame guy cooking up a plot to get back at Chuck and Nate like you're five years old…Wait, what else are you planning? This seems a little too extreme for you, and I know you planning something else. Oh god, are you going to rape her?!"

"No! There won't even be any penetration. This is just pretend. As long as she thinks she was raped by Chuck…"

"How would this work? They're both passed out."

"Don't worry about that part. I hired actors to dub some voices and double as them. Plus, we were going to move Chuck around…like the little puppet he is."

"You're twisted…" Shane said and the video was cut off there, the other footage must have been the fake footage because she remembered the video being a little longer.

Katrina sat there feeling as if all the things she was feeling for the past months was for nothing. Everything betrayal she felt, every hurt was for nothing. Sure, she knew her reputation was bad, but to be called a liar when she truly believed she was raped was more than she could take. Now, she was a liar, but it wasn't her fault. She had been deceived as well and now all she felt was rage.

"Katrina?" Nate asked with a look of concern on his face…that beautiful chiseled face that made her weak in the knees. "Are you okay?"

"It was all a lie…I…"

"I know. I told you Chuck didn't rape you. He would never do that."

"Oh, shut up…" she said feeling annoyed that Nate was so blind to how Chuck really was. If he only knew half the things Chuck was capable of. "Anyway, I'm going to kill that Aussie asshole! He's going to pay for what he did to me. All that time…

"Getting revenge is not like you. Calm down."

"Don't tell me to calm down, Nate. You don't know me. You never have known me. You never bothered to ask me what I was feeling throughout all of this. You just believed all lies and the rumors and accusations and I had to suffer through it…alone."

"Forgive me for that. I know I fucked up, but I'm here now and I will never doubt you again. I'm sorry."

"Fine…I forgive you. But, now you have to tell me how you found me."

"Well, I kinda had Shane hack into the school's database and I found you here."

"Really, Nate…Get over here and give me a hug, you little shit."

"So, I can stay for lunch?" he said as he hugged her.

"Yeah…I guess. You still owe me for what you did…But you can stay."