A/N: This is the beginning of another multi fic. I know I have a lot going on right now, but its hiatus time again. Like last winter break, I'm writing another fic based on the topic of relevence at the time. Of course, I'm talking about the fic "Thoughts" that involved Chuck, Blair, and Jack. I've decided whenever there's a hiatus, I will probably write one of these. That means that it will be my first priority to get this out by April 19th. That won't be too difficult since I know exactly where this is going, but it just means that I don't know when I'll be updating any of my others. This is definitely CB, so right now it involves the quadrilateral C/B/N/V. N/B, C/V, C/B. It won't be as long as "Thoughts" because there most likely won't be any flashbacks. This is merely a prologue which is why it's so short. It goes in the future a week, so this is the end result and I will write how it came to be this way. Review if you like it. If you don't, oh well, I'm still going to finish it. The phrases in italics are all exerpts from the song "All the Pretty Faces" by the Killers. However, they aren't song lyrics, but actually what the characters have said. It will make more sense as you read on. I will incoorperate these sentences in the following chapters, because they are things that have already been said. You don't have to listen to the song, it just reminded me a lot of this whole situation. Hope it's not too confusing.
Disclaimer: Don't own GG, though I'm pleased, according to Ed Westwick, it will have a "happy ending." =D. (I hope that means Chair.)
Help me out, I need it.
I don't feel like touching her.
How did it happen?
I'd do anything just to be your man.
You're not going anywhere without me.
I don't feel like loving you.
I don't feel like touching you.
You can't tell anyone about me.
The phrases of everything that had happened in the past week wouldn't leave them alone. Most importantly, it seemed impossible for them to leave each other alone. So there they were, hauled up in the walk-in clothing closet while their significant others were in the very next room, completely oblivious.
They were oblivious to her deception. They were oblivious to his knowledge. Most of all, they were oblivious to the most important and obvious thing to everyone else. The devil and his queen were pure, unadulterated evil. They knew it. And they didn't care.
"This is wrong."
"That's a distinct possbility," he responds simply. She pauses in thought. The tension is palpable, but there really shouldn't have been surprising. Opposites might attract, but fire combined with fire just causes more fire. The explosion should have been predicted. They just keep fooling themselves into thinking they won't keep coming back to each other.
"And I don't care," she finishes. He knows the feeling. He can't find the will to care that they could be caught any second. "Do you think that makes me a bad person?" she asks quietly.
"No," he says immediately. "I don't think that makes you a bad person. I think it's bad to reject your true nature."
"I think you're right," she whispers.
"I knew that all along," he confides. They were just supposed to be talking, even though it was against the rules. But again, they were fooling themselves if they thought nothing would come out of this. Burlesque clubs and blackouts always led to this. The primal animal attraction was just too much. Not to mention the other thing. The other thing that can only be ignored for so long. It wasn't just lust that cemented their bodies and twisted their tongues in a desperate dance with each other.
They should have seen this coming. They prided themselves in seeing through people and knowing the outcomes of things. It's what the devil and his queen did. They were complete corruption and evil. The pure souls of two other people were the only things that could bring that out in them.
But this was a week later. Because a week ago, they were nowhere near realizing this stage. A week ago, they were just the devil and the queen. They didn't allow themselves to belong to each other. A week ago, things were very different.