Rachel's father needed her to give this paperwork to Chuck, who will give to his father. Rachel agrees to go, because she need to talk to him about the secret. Rachel called the palace to see if Chuck was there. They informed her Chuck and his group head out to the basketball court. Rachel got into the taxi and arrived a few minutes later to court.
Rachel saw Chuck and head over to him when she saw the one person, she hoped to never see again. That one person is Carter Baizen. Carter and Rachel met over the summer at a bar in Upstate New York. They went to a party together in Upstate New York. Rachel was ready to leave the party, but Carter was not. Carter gave Rachel his keys to his car and Rachel drove his car when she was really drunk. She lost control of the car and wreck it. Carter was piss with her and wanted her to pay for everything. Carter was trying to get a hold of her all summer, but she was avoiding him.
"Rachel, what do you need?" Chuck asked.
"My father wanted me to give you this paperwork for you to give to your father." Rachel said.
"I will give it to my father. Did you need anything else?" Chuck said.
"Yes. Can we talk later about the secret you know?" Rachel whispered that part into Chuck's ear, so no one else can hear.
"I can't later, but we can meet tomorrow at my suite."
"Okay."
Rachel quickly left the court and before she can get a taxi, Carter came over to talk to her.
"You are going to leave without saying goodbye to me." Carter said.
"What do you want, Carter?" Rachel asked.
"You still owe me for the car wreck to my car. Poker game tonight 8pm be there or you will have to pay the $20,000 you owe." Carter said.
"Fine. One game and then I am out. Okay." Rachel said.
"Okay. One game promise." Carter said.
Later that day, Rachel arrived in a place in Queens. Rachel knew they were waiting for the new helpless victim.
"So, who is the helpless victim this time?" Rachel asked.
"Just you wait and see." Carter said.
Half an hour later and Nate showed up to the poker game. Rachel and Nate were surprised to see each other.
"Hey man, sorry I'm late." Nate said.
"No. You are right on time, man." Carter said.
"Let's play the game." Carter said.
Nate, Rachel, and Carter sat down at the poker table ready to play the game. Nate's phone went off and Carter said to Nate, no phones. Nate said sorry to Carter and turn off his phone off.
Several hours later the game was still going, and Nate was winning at the beginning, and he is now losing.
Nate wrote down an amount on a piece of paper. The amount was $10,000 and Nate lost the game.
"Hey man, I don't have the money on me. It will take me some time to get the money." Nate said.
"What do you mean it will take some time? How long will it take for you to get the money?" Carter said looking at Nate pissed.
Rachel needs to do something before Nate gets hurt or worst. Rachel grabbed the $10,000 cash out of her bag to give to Carter for Nate.
"Carter, here is the $10,000 and let me and Nate leave." Rachel said.
"Rachel, you stay here." Carter yelled at her.
"Hey man, don't yell at her. She wants to leave, let her leave with me." Nate said.
"She still owes me $20,000."
"Carter, let me go."
Carter grabs her by her arms and Rachel was starting to get scared. Then someone cross the room started to yell. It was Chuck coming to get Nate and Rachel.
"Hey, get your hands off of her." Chuck said.
"Stay out this, Chuck." Carter said.
"You can keep the watch and signed baseball. That should cover both of them. Now let them leave with me." Chuck said.
"Thanks, man." Nate said.
"No problem. Rachel let's go." Chuck said.
The three of them got into Chuck's limo and headed to Rachel's place. Rachel didn't want to go home. Chuck told his driver to take them back to the palace. The three of them head back to the Palace.
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FanfictionRachel Lockwood is Upper East side elite. She is friends with Serena, Blair, Nate, and Chuck. She has a past that she is trying to forget. She is also a target to Gossip girl. She is falling in love with Chuck Bass. Please read this story. Started b...