gossip girl 12 终结-第50部分

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e　Road　and　My　Fair　Lady　sitting　on　an　unfortable　leather　ottoman。　Now；　the　sun　was　beginning　to　set；　Blair　was　about　to　put　in　Breakfast　at　Tiffany’s；　and　Jenny　wasn’t　sure　if　she　could　stand　watching　another　romantic　movie　in　the　dark。

“Want　to　play　a　game？”　she　asked；　kneeling　down　before　the　glass…fronted　cabinet　of　games　in　the　corner　of　the　den。　The　snow　had　let　up；　and　she　wondered　if　they’d　all　head　back　to　New　York。　She　hoped　they’d　stay　just　one　more　night；　even　if　it　was　New　Year’s　Eve　and　she　was　supposed　to　go　to　a　party　in　the　city　with　Tinsley；　one　of　her　friends　from　Waverly。　But　she　didn’t　want　to　go　to　a　party。　All　she　wanted　to　do　was　sneak　back　up　to　Nate’s　attic　bedroom　again。

“Let　me　see。”　Serena　stood　behind　Jenny；　peering　at　the　games。　“Oooh；　Clue！　Remember　how　your　nanny　taught　us　to　play　this　and　you　were　terrified　Colonel　Mustard　was　ing　to　get　you？”　she　called　over　to　Nate。　He　smiled　slightly。

Serena　set　up　the　board。　“Can　I　be　Miss　Scarlet？”　she　asked。

“I　don’t　see　why　not。　You　always　get　what　you　want；”　Blair　said　under　her　breath　from　the　corner。　She　was　so　over　this　snowbound　adventure。　All　she　wanted　was　a　quiet　New　Year’s　Eve　with　her　boyfriend；　where　they　toasted　their　calm；　peaceful　lives；　and　planned　their　Gstaad　skiing　vacation。　Was　that　too　much　to　ask？

“Who　do　you　want　to　be？”　Jenny　asked　Blair　as　she　took　the　Mrs。　Peacock　piece。

“I　don’t　care；”　Blair　said　tersely。　Everyone　was　acting　strangely　today。　Serena　and　Dan　were　barely　talking；　Jenny　seemed　jumpier　than　usual；　Nate　was　spacey　and　quiet；　and　Chuck　was　trying　to　make　everyone　get　along。　Harold　and　Giles　had　wisely　spent　most　of　the　day　playing　outside　with　the　twins；　as　if　they　sensed　drama　on　the　horizon　and　wanted　no　part　of　it。　“I’ll　be　Mrs。　White；”　she　said　finally；　sneaking　a　glance　at　her　white　gold　Rolex。　Four　o’clock。　Too　early　to　lie　and　say　she　was　going　to　bed；　even　if　it　was　practically　dark　outside。　They　began　halfheartedly　playing。

Serena　rolled　the　dice。　“Six。　Right　behind　Blair；”　she　noted　as　she　moved　her　game　piece。　Maybe　she　and　Dan　could　get　on　the　road　after　this　game；　and　take　their　chances　with　the　snow。

“Of　course　you’re　following　me；”　Blair　muttered。　Just　like　Serena　had　followed　her　to　Yale。　Just　like　Serena　had　followed　her　to　Newport。　She　imagined　them　in　their　fifties；　Blair　having　to　move　from　home　to　home　to　keep　away　from　Serena。

“A　little　self…centered；　Mrs。　White？”　Serena　asked。　Her　tone　was　light；　but　she　was　deadly　serious。　What　was　Blair’s　problem？

Blair　glared　at　Serena。　“I　suspect　Miss　van　der　Woodsen；　outside　Nate’s　room；　with　a　really　slutty　candlestick；”　Blair　hissed。

Serena　gasped。　“You　were　there　too。　Don’t　try　to　act　all　innocent。”

“What？”　Jenny　chirped；　backing　away　from　the　game　board。　What　did　they　mean；　outside　Nate’s　room？

“Sorry；　Dan；　but　you　should　know　Serena　was　trying　to　sneak　into　Nate’s　room　last　night。”　Blair　stood　up　abruptly。

Serena　felt　anger　slice　through　her　stomach。　It　was　so　typical　of　Blair　to　blame　everything　on　her。　“Let’s　go；　Dan。”　Serena　pulled　at　his　arm。　“I　need　to　talk　to　you。”

Dan　climbed　to　his　feet　uneasily。　He　felt　like　he　was　about　to　throw　up。　So　Serena　had　tried　to　hook　up　with　Nate　last　night。　She　hadn’t　even　denied　it。

“Blair？”　Chuck　asked　from　the　corner。　“Are　you　okay？”

“I’ll　be　fine　once　Serena　gets　out　of　here；”　Blair　snapped。

“Christ；　not　again。”　Nate　angrily　kicked　the　table　leg。　Why　did　this　always　happen？　Every　time　he　came　into　contact　with　Serena　and　Blair　there　was　a　giant　blowout。　He　suddenly　remembered　learning　about　catalyst　reactions　in　his　high　school　chemistry　class。　One　random　chemical　could　change　everything　between　two　otherwise　normal　chemicals。　It　all　made　sense。　He　was　a　fucking　catalyst。

Um；　you　think？

He　walked　out　of　the　living　room；　leaving　everyone　staring　after　him。　He　couldn’t　stay　in　the　house　with　Blair。　He　couldn’t　drive　back　to　New　York　with　Serena。　But　he　had　an　idea。　His　dad　kept　the　Charlotte　docked　in　Newport；　and　it　wasn’t　snowing　that　hard。

Nate　ran　up　to　the　attic；　grabbed　his　black　Lacroix　wallet　from　the　oak　dresser；　and　shoved　it　in　the　back　pocket　of　his　khakis。　He　picked　up　what　few　things　he　had　with　him；　shrugged　on　his　coat；　and　made　for　the　door。

When　he　opened　it；　he　found　Jenny　standing　there。

“It’s　not　a　good　time；”　he　mumbled；　trying　to　sidestep　her。　“I’m　leaving。”

Jenny　stayed　where　she　was；　blocking　his　path。　“I　want　to　go　with　you；　Nate；”　she　said；　her　large　brown　eyes　wide　and　pleading。　“Please？”

“I’m　not　going　back　to　New　York。　I’m　taking　my　dad’s　boat　and　heading　up　to　Maine；”　Nate　invented。　He　wasn’t　sure　where　to　go；　but　he　knew　he　needed　to　get　far　away　from　here。

“I’ve　never　been　to　Maine。”　Jenny　offered　a　small　smile。　“I　know　you　didn’t　hook　up　with　Blair　or　Serena。　I　know　you’re　different。　And…”　She　paused　and　looked　shyly　at　the　ground。　She　was　wearing　her　red　coat　and　hunter　green　galoshes；　and　looked　adorably　Christmasy。　“I　really　want　to　be　with　you。”

Jenny　bit　her　pink　bottom　lip　as　she　waited　for　his　answer。　Her　sophomore　year　at　Waverly；　she’d　been　in　a　love　triangle　of　her　own；　locked　in　a　vicious　battle　with　her　roommate　over　Easy　Walsh；　a　sweet　boy　from　Tennessee。　True；　Nate　and　Blair　and　Serena　had　known　each　other　for　a　long　time；　and　the　emotions　ran　deep。　But　she　knew　Nate；　and　she　knew　he　had　good　intentions。　She　glanced　up　again　and　met　his　eyes。

Nate　paused；　taking　in　Jenny’s　sweet；　hopeful　expression。　He　could　still　hear　Blair　and　Serena’s　shrieks　from　downstairs。　But　Jenny…　Jenny　didn’t　look　like　she’d　yell　at　anyone。

“Are　you　sure？”　he　asked　finally。

Jenny　nodded。　“There　are　stairs　over　there。”　She　pointed　to　the　service　entrance　she’d　found　this　morning　when　trying　to　sneak　back　down　to　her　room。

Nate　nodded　slowly。　They　were　only　about　a　mile　from　the　harbor。　They　could　walk。　“Let’s　go。”

They　do　say　that　every　ending　is　a　beginning　of　sorts。

the　end　of　innocence

Blair　threw　herself　facedown　on　her　dad’s　bed　and　let　out　a　wail。

“Bear？”　Harold　emerged　from　the　bathroom；　tying　a　robe　around　his　waist。　He　perched　on　the　side　of　the　bed　and　rubbed　Blair’s　back。　“Giles　and　I　heard　you　while　we　were　in　the　hot　tub。　Are　you　okay？”

“My　whole　fucking　life　sucks；”　Blair　said；　her　voice　muffled　by　the　thick　goose…down　forter。

“Talk　to　me；”　Harold　said；　sinking　down　beside　her　on　the　bed。

Blair　sat　up。　“It’s　Nate；”　she　said　between　choking　sobs。　She　caught　a　glimpse　of　her　reflection　in　the　mirrors　her　dad　had　creepily　installed　all　around　the　bed。　Her　face　was　splotchy　and　her　eyelashes　were　clumped　together；　wet　with　tears。　She　looked　like　a　scared　little　girl。　“Whenever　he　es　into　my　life；　I　do　stupid　things。　Now　Chuck　hates　me；　I　hate　Serena；　and　everything’s　all　fucked　up；”　she　said　as　she　burst　into　a　fresh　sob。

“Bear；”　Harold　said　seriously；　“right　now　there’s　a　man　in　this　house　who　is　still　here；　who　loves　you；　who　gives　you　New　Year’s　Eve　presents。”　Harold　smiled　and　placed　his　hand　on　the　enamel　bracelet　around　Blair’s　wrist。　“It’s　a　great　time　for　a　fresh　start。　Go　tell　him　that　you’re　confused。　Everyone　makes　mistakes；”　he　added　tenderly。

Blair　looked　skeptically　at　her　father。　She’d　never　gotten　love　advice　from　him　before。　But　he　made　a　good　point。　Chuck　knew　better　than　anyone　that　people　changed。　Even　her。　“Thanks；　Daddy；”　Blair　said；　rising。

She　wiped　her　tears　with　the　back　of　her　hand　and　headed　down　to　the　kitchen。　Chuck　was　sitting　at　the　island；　looking　at　the　financial　section　of　the　The　Wall　Street　Journal。　It　was　obvious　he　wasn’t　reading　anything。

“Hi；”　Blair　said　in　a　small　voice。

“Hi。”　Chuck　stood　up。　He　kept　his　arms　at　his　sides。

Blair　took　a　deep　breath。　“I’m　so　sorry。　I　wasn’t　going　up　there　to　sleep　with　Nate。　I　mean；　I　just…　I　don’t　know　what　I　was　doing。　It’s　like；　whenever　he　and　Serena　are　around　I　act　like　this　person　who　I　don’t　even　like；”　Blair　confessed　in　a　rush　of　words。　It　felt　good　to　say　it　out　loud。　“But　I’m　in　love　with　you。　I　know　that。”　Blair　sucked　in　her