A/N: So here is my newest Gossip Girl fic. It is more TV Show Based than book. You can see that the main love interest is Chuck. I like writing with him because I think when you see his character you mostly only see the bad and I think he is really just misunderstood. I tackle a lot of issues in the fic like domestic violence. I really hope you enjoy it and review to let me know what you think.
Maybe Tomorrow
Chapter One
The cold winter New York air hit Julie in the face as she exited the cab. Exiting the cab she paid the driver before walking up the cold and wet street. It was only a week before Christmas and people were out everywhere with their last minute shopping. Luckily for Julie all her shopping was finished. As she walked up the street she stopped in front of a building and a smile spread across her face. This building was where she had attended High School for her last year and a half. It all seemed like yesterday to Julie. She was seventeen and her parents divorced, with the divorce her mother took her and her two brothers to New York to start over. She can clearly remember stepping out of a cab in front of Constance/St. Jude and being extremely scared to start at a new school especially in the middle of the year.
It had only been a bit over four years since she graduated, but she remembered everything about this place from the snotty teachers and some students to the amazing parties and of course the reign of the infamous and secretive Gossip Girl. Starring at the school there were so many propionate memories of crushes, tests, prom, and everything else in between. Now it was all so far away. She had graduated and gone off to college in England for a year before coming home and then finishing up school in California. Now with a degree in Organizational Management and the fiancé of a very wealthy investment banker everyone could say that Julie lived up to her mother's perfect expectations.
With a smile at the building Julie pulled her coat around her before turning to walk up the street. At once she suddenly heard a voice call her name and she turned. Walking up to her was a tall man who looked to be in his mid-20s with dark brown hair. He wore a very expensive suit and carried a briefcase. As he neared she quickly recognized his face.
"Julie Leeton?" questioned the man as he finally approached her. Julie moved her light brown honey tinged hair behind her ear and smiled.
"Chuck Bass?" she questioned.
"Yeah." He answered before moving to hug Julie. Julie hugged him as well. They moved apart and starred at once another for a moment.
"You look awesome. Look at your in your suit and tie." Julie commented and he smiled.
"Thanks you look great yourself. I had heard you were back out here." He said and Julie nodded, but didn't get a chance to answer before he was speaking again. "Engaged also I hear?" he questioned.
"Yeah." Julie said pushing happiness into her voice.
"When's the wedding?" Chuck asked as he leaned against a pole.
"Late September." Julie answered.
"Lots to do. Lots to do." He said.
"So you still hang out at the school?" Julie asked.
"They are doing a fundraiser and I made a little donation." He answered.
"Little huh?" she asked with a wink. "So you're the first person I've seen from school since I've been back."
"Only a few are really here. Blair is in town for Christmas." He said.
"Joy." Julie commented sarcastically as she thought back to all her run-ins with Blair who for a quick moment insisted on making her life a living hell.
"Yeah I know right." He said with a laugh. "Umm let's see Dan and Serena are still engaged. No wedding planned yet, but they are so busy with all the community service they've been working on. This week mostly everyone I hear is going to be home for Christmas. No word yet on any parties."
"I'm so happy for Dan and Serena. I have to call them sometime." Julie said.
Chuck then looked at his watched and let out a gasp. "I'd love to talk more, but I have a lunch meeting to get to, but here is my card. I want to talk more." He said as he pulled a card from his pocket and handed it to Julie.
"Sure thing. Nice seeing you." She said.
"You too." He then turned and Julie watched as he boarded into a limo. She placed the card into her purse and continued her walk for another hour before actually seeing the time and panicking. She quickly was able to get a cab. The cab dropped her off in front of an Upper East Side apartment building. She was greeted by the doorman who opened the door for her. Making it up to her apartment she pulled off her jacket as she walked into the quiet apartment.
She then let out a sigh of relief as she noticed the place was empty. Walking into her bedroom she removed her shoes and sat down on the bed, but suddenly she heard the sound of the front door slamming. She quickly stood from the bed and before she could react a man entered the room with an angry look on his face.
"Where the hell were you?" he asked.
"I took a walk and lost track of time." Julie answered quickly.
"I called you plenty of times." He then said as he walked closer to her. Julie inched back as he neared her.
"I forgot my phone." She said. "I'm sorry."
"Sorry?" he questioned and then laughed. "Sorry." He then said before his hand made contact with her face. The sound was so loud it echoed through the room.
"Jeff please?" pleaded Julie who was now seated on the bed with tears falling from her eyes. "I said I'm sorry."
"Bitch get up!" he growled and Julie did as he said. She stood there right in front of him. He towered her and she didn't dare to look up and meet his angry eyes. "Look at me!" Julie slowly pulled up her head and looked at him in the eyes. Her heart was beating quickly and it was hard to control her breathing. He then hit her again across the face. He hit her heard enough that she fell to the floor. He stood over her and laughed before taking his foot to her abdomen. Julie let out a cry of pain as he continued to her for at least fifteen minutes.
Standing over her body he laughed as he stood over her. "I've got to get back to the office. See you tonight babe. Love you." With that he grabbed his coat and left her on the floor in the room.
Julie stayed on the floor long after she heard the front door close. Sitting up she leaned her back against the bed and brought her knees to her chest where she cried. Finally pulling herself from the floor she took a hot shower. As the water ran over her body parts where he hit her the hardest stung and Julie wound moan in pain.
Sitting in the living room she picked up the phone and dialed her mother who of course always answered in her high and mighty tone that Julie was all too well accustomed to.
"Hello." Her mother said.
"Hi mom." Julie said softly as tears fell form her eyes.
"Are you crying again?"
"Mom he won't stop."
"Well I can't help you. You must be doing something wrong." There was a pause before Julie then answered her mother's accusations.
"I'm going to leave him." Julie then said at once.
"You will do no such thing young lady. You are very well off with this man who gives you everything. Suck it up and stop doing whatever you are doing wrong to make him upset. If your leave him I will have a social nightmare on my hands." Her mother then said.
"Social nightmare?" questioned Julie. "Mother I am being beat by my fiancé and all you care about is your social life."
"As I said, stop doing what you are doing wrong. That is my only answer, but you are not leaving him."
"I don't even know why I called you." Julie spat before slamming down the phone. She grabbed a pillow from the couch and held it tight to herself. She opened her purse and pulled out Chuck's card. She enjoyed that she got to see him. During her senior year they had dated for a short while, but there was so much drama following them that Julie broke it off nearly two weeks before prom. Putting the card back into her purse she sighed. She then wondered what her life would have been like if she would have stuck it out with him instead of the path she took where she now ended up with Jeff Bryler. Was this really the life she was going to lead? Everyday she thought about leaving him and her next thought was always Maybe Tomorrow, but tomorrow always passed.
