Chapter 45

Chapter 45

Spotted: S and Becks, drunk as hell, stepping out of a cab onto the street outside the Palace. Do I sense a little too much celebrating the old days? Just think, if that was a typical 9th grade Serena and Becky, what wild shenanigans will the 11th grade hold? These girls are all grown up and ready to party. So grab a drink and join in on the fun, because all Upper East Siders have to let their stuck-up hair down once in a while.

“Wild, hey?” Serena slurred, giggling as she used Becky for support.
“Yeah, the second bottle really did it.” Both girls stared at each other for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
“Holy crap,” Serena said suddenly, raising her hand to her forehead. “I think the hangover’s started already.” More giggles. “Wow, it’s been a long time since I’ve been this drunk.”
“Oh, come on, Serena! This was nothing! Live a little!” Becky stumbled towards the elevator as an irritated-looking man held the door open for them. As the two stepped in, Becky leaned towards Serena and whispered, “This is just the beginning. We’re gonna tear up this town and show those snobs a good time.”
Serena laughed her drunken laugh, although there was something slightly not right about what Becky just said. Maybe she didn’t know Serena wasn’t a party girl anymore. But maybe having a little fun wouldn’t be such a bad thing.
When they reached their floor, they stumbled out, all giggles and swaying and slurring. Suddenly, someone turned the corner.
“Ch…uck!” Serena shrieked. She held out her arm to him, grinning.
Chuck sighed, and walked slowly towards them. Normally, a wasted Serena would have made for a perfect night. But this time she just annoyed him.
Plus, Serena was nothing to look at when she was standing next to… Becky Summers. All flowing hair and tiny skirt and designer heels and perfect, beautiful face. God, Chuck missed that face. Her ice-blue eyes, perfectly blushed cheekbones, and plump, light pink lips. She still amazed him, even today. Even at that moment, when she was a drooling, giggling, ecstatically happy mess.
Chuck’s expression softened. When he reached them, he stepped in between them, with his right arm around Serena’s waist, and his left around Becky’s.
She leaned into him, taking in his strongly male scent. “Chuckles,” she muttered, as her head dropped onto his shoulder.
He sighed. Never did he think that the first night Becky was back, he would spend it carrying both her and Serena van der Woodsen to their suites, both girls completely wasted. Although he should have expected it.
Chuck reached Serena’s room, and escorted her inside. He lay her on the couch, and said quietly, “Call me in the morning. If you remember.” Serena nodded and closed her eyes.
When he left the suite, Becky was sitting up against the wall just outside Serena’s door. “Come on,” Chuck said, offering her his hand. She lazily took it, and he pulled her up. Becky stumbled, and almost fell. Chuck took her waist, and lifted up her legs into a carrying position. She put her hands around his neck and pressed her face into his chest. Becky started mumbling something, but Chuck couldn’t tell what she was saying.
Becky’s suite was only around the corner. Chuck opened the door, and walked inside. He lowered her gently onto the large bed in the middle of the room. But just as he was about to stand up and leave, Becky pulled him down by his collar.
“Stay with me,” she whispered, her eyes closed.
“I can’t,” Chuck whispered back, gazing at her peaceful-looking face.
“Please.” Becky’s voice seemed distant, as if she was talking in her sleep.
Chuck couldn’t help but wonder if she was.
“Not tonight,” he said back softly. He kissed her forehead, and stood up.
Walking slowly over to a notepad and pen on the coffee table, he scribbled her a note:

Becky-
Call me when you wake up. We should have lunch.
-Chuck

Sighing once again, Chuck headed for the door. He looked back once, at Becky lying silently on the bed. It wasn’t how he wanted to greet her after not seeing her for 3 years, but it was too late now. All he could do was wait until she was sober, and they could finally talk.