A/N This is my first FF so PLEASE be gentle! :) I had this idea about a N/C/B love triangle that wouldn't go away. I think its going to be pretty dark, but I'm not totally sure where its going yet. Hopefully this first chapter turned out the way I wanted it to. I'm not sure if I'm going to do the whole story going between present and flashbacks or if im going to work up to the present. We'll see. Hope you like it. BTW...I had no beta so if the grammer is horrible I am so sorry!

Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl or characters.

His breath was caught in his chest and his fists clenched in rage. He stood in the doorway of the bedroom watching what was undeniably the backside of his betrothed riding the writhing sweaty body of his life long best friend. He was frozen, unable to remove his eyes from the mahogany haired lovers. Her curls swaying along her bare back as she moaned in ecstasy. The hands of the man between her thighs running from her ass all the way up her back landing on her small breasts. She threw her head back and called her lover's name as he returned his hands to her backside to lift her body up and down his hard member with greater urgency. She leaned forward to give her lover a passionate kiss. Then Nate, still standing watching his world crumble, heard his best friend tell his fiance, "I love you, Blair."

With this admission Nate snapped out of his frozen shock and lunged at the oblivious couple. "You son of a bitch" he grunted as he stalked full force towards the man he thought of as a brother and pulled him out of bed while punching his face. He heard a woman scream, but his tunnel vision only allowed him to see the man's face as his fist made contact with it over and over. "You miserable bastard! Is this some kind of game for you? To seduce the woman I am to marry...to seduce Blair? Why her? Anyone but her!" He felt a hand grab his shoulder that could have only been hers and before he could think he reared his hand back and made collision with Blair's face. She fell backwards with a cry. "You WHORE! Do not touch me! I am done with both of you. Everything is over" he glared between the two lovers both of whom were covering themselves with blankets and holding their bruised faces "everything between us is over. I hope it was worth throwing it all away." With that he threw the ring that was the exact replica of the rings worn by the other two down between them on the floor and left the room, the large home of his best friend which he had practically grown up in himself and their lives.

Blair ran over to her lover who was still crouching on the floor. His face blooded and swollen. "Chuck, Oh God! Oh God, I am so sorry; are you okay? Oh God, are you okay?" Franticly wiping his face, crying so hard she could barely breath. "This is all my fault. I've ruined everything. I am so sorry. Please be okay."

Chuck's hand slowly and weakly reached up to the bruise now showing on Blair's cheek. "No, the blame is on me. I could never help but love you." He pulled her to him so she was laying her head against his chest. They laid there crying and comforting each other. They had known that one day sooner rather than later they would have to confess their betrayal to the man who had been their best friend all their lives. They knew once they had, nothing would be the same for the three people who had once called their friendship unbreakable who even wore matching rings to symbolize their bond. Unbeknownst to Nate, though, they've been living this betrayal for past ten years.

10 years prior

Christmas time in the Upper East Side was always a special time of year. More so probably for the three fifteen year olds sitting in the Bass penthouse under a giant evergreen two nights before Christmas. Chuck Bass, Blair Waldorf and Nate Archibald were the poster kids for privileged children. There was nothing any of them wanted for, nothing was out of their reach. They were raised by nannies, had personal drivers and trust funds large enough to feed some third world countries. They had known each other their whole lives. Their parents all ran in the same social circle in the UES, belonging to the same clubs, attending the same functions, vacationing together in the Hamptons together. So the three of the had created a bond untouchable to outsiders.

Nate was the golden boy. He excelled at every sport he'd every played, was well liked by all the kids and their parents they associated with and knew how to charm his way out of every situation by working that all American look. His sandy blond hair was darkening with age, but his blue eyes always sparkled and his smile was framed by two perfect dimples. Nate's life was set in stone from conception. He'd go Ivey, take over his father's investment firm on Wall St., eventually follow in the Vanderbilt legacy of politics, and marry Blair. Though the last was not official, neither of their parents ever shy-ed away from their desires to see the two old money families finally merge.

Blair Waldorf was quintessential Type A personality type. She overachieved in school, and never dreamed of leaving her penthouse without being perfectly dressed. She was her mother's living doll, always wearing one of her designs. Dark hair always curled perfectly topped with a coordinating headband. Her father wrapped around her finger thinking she could do no wrong. On the outside everyone thought that Blair had the perfect life. All the money in the world, a last name that got her in any door in Manhattan and well on her way to Yale which had always been her dream school. The truth was on the inside it was all a facade. Her parents lived in a loveless marriage and barely spoke to one another. Her mother constantly criticized everything about Blair's looks and she was dealing with anxiety issues that had parlayed into an eating disorder. Blair had started to take out her insecurities on her fellow classmates. Not hesitant to put them down for their outfits or scheme against someone who stood in her way of being top in her class. She had begun enlisting the help of Chuck who was always more than eager to help plot against someone.

Chuck was the mischief maker. Dark haired with hazel eyes that always had light dancing in them. His father was a self made billionaire real estate tycoon who spent more time working out his latest takeover rather than spend time with his only son. Chuck's mother had died during childbirth, a fact that Chuck believed caused the strained relationship between him and his father. Chuck grew up at the Palace with pretty much free reign seeing as it was part of the Bass empire. He grew up faster than the other two. Teaching them their first cuss words, stealing the first cigarette and teaching the other two innocents all about sex which he had begun having. Chuck didn't have Nate's ability to charm everyone or Blair's need to be Queen and rule every one. In fact the only things Chuck cared about were money, the joys money brought him , and Nate and Blair. They were his family and he would do anything for them.

So there they were, these three friends who had shared so much together in their fifteen years. Getting in trouble together, wiping each others tears when a parent had gone out of town for work instead of being there for a birthday, and the joys of being wealthy children in the city.

"Chuck, I am ready to see this amazing Christmas gift you've gotten us." Blair said rolling her eyes and smothering on the sarcasm.

With a chuckle Chuck pulled three matching gift wrapped boxes and gave one to each of them. "Trust me Princess, you will not be let down. Okay I just want to say that I wanted to give you guys something that symbolizes our friendship and..." he gave his trademarked Bass smirk, "makes us exclusive to all the other lower class wannabes."

It was Nate's turn to roll his eyes and laugh. "You're such an elitist dude."

"Nathaniel, it is us against them. We just need to remind them that they'll never be as good as us."

"Chuck's right. My status as Queen B of Constance deserves respect and I should be revered as the Queen I am." With that both boys mocked curtseyed and began confessing to be her loyal subjects. With a laugh she replied, "Okay, I wanna open my present from Chuck now!"

At the same time all three of them ripped open the small boxes. Inside each of them was a platinum ring with an eternity sign engraved on it. Chuck made sure the rings were very simple and classic so even Nate would want to wear it.

"Oh my gosh Chuck, this is so beautiful. I love it." Blair leaned over to her friend and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Nate patted him on the back with a big smile, "Chuck, dude, thank you."

"I thought these really could symbolize just how much you two mean to me. I know that rings are kind of lame, but you guys are my family and I wanted to share something special with you."

"Chuck, you are so thoughtful. You know when you aren't being a total perv." Blair smiled up at Chuck as she gave him a meaningful hug.

After exchanging a few more gifts Blair backed up to stand awkwardly next to Nate. "Well, I guess there is something we need to tell you Chuck. You know our parents have always wanted Nate and I to be together. So we kind of have decided to start dating. You know...boyfriend/girlfriend." The couple shared a quick sweet smile at each other.

Chuck's eyes darkened and his expression turned into a mask. "Oh well, yeah I mean of course you've always known you would end up together so I guess its time for me to be the third wheel." He tried to blow of the news with a semi-joke hoping his two friends wouldn't see how upset he was by hearing it.

The couple took Chuck at his word and continued with their Christmas, exchanging the rest of their gifts among them.

Later that night Chuck stopped by the Waldorf penthouse to bring Blair some presents she had left behind his place. No one was up downstairs so he let himself into Blair's room. He rapped on the door to her bedroom and softly called her name. Since the door was cracked he let himself in only to find the room empty. He heard a noise and saw a light coming from her bathroom so he put the presents he brought over on her desk and sat on her bed waiting for her to come out of the bathroom. That's when he heard a noise he wasn't expecting coming from her bathroom. Chuck could hear Blair w retching and getting sick. He jumped off the bed to go and help her. When he began opening the door he could see her reflection in the mirror and he saw her hunched over the toilet with her finger down her throat forcing the violent reaction.

"Blair" Chuck had meant her name to come out forcefully, but it barely was a whimper. She turned her head to see her friend starring at her.

"Oh God Chuck. What are you doing here?" She screamed out to him.

"What the Hell are you doing Blair?" He replied back finally finding his voice. "You're making yourself sick?" You couldn't miss the concern in his face and voice. He walked over to where she was sitting on the cold bathroom floor. "Why would you do this?"

Blair began to sob. "You don't understand. My mother tells me every day that I'm not good enough. I'm too fat, not pretty. The girls at school are starting to turn against me, and the pressures of trying to be perfect to get into Yale are killing me." She had never told anyone about how she was feeling, but it was like with Chuck once she opened the flood gates the truth that she had been holding in all just came out. He brought her head to his chest and began stroking her back while she cried. He rocked her telling her that it was okay to let it all out. Blair admitted that it had been a fight between her and her mother earlier that evening that had sent Blair into her spiral.

"You can't tell Nate about this." She looked up at him with red eyes. "Swear to me Chuck, you cannot let him know about this."

"I promise, but I don't think its a good idea to keep this from him. I mean he is your boyfriend." Chuck replied trying his hardest not to sound bitter.

After sitting together on the bathroom floor for what felt like forever, Blair wiped the tears from her eyes and began standing up. "I'm going to wash my face, brush my teeth and get ready for bed. Will you wait for me in my room?" Chuck replied with a nod of his head and left her to clean herself up.

Chuck was sitting on the bed when she walked out of the bathroom in a soft pink satin nightie that made Chuck really appreciate the fact that his best friend was really becoming a woman. "Will you come and lay down with me?" Blair asked still weak from her episode.

The two teenagers laid down facing each other in Blair's blue satin sheets. Chuck had taken off his shoes and jacket to make himself more comfortable. He tucked a curl behind her ear and ran his hand down her arm. "Blair, I want to tell you something and you have to promise to believe me." She nodded at him. Her doe eyes starring deep into his. "You are so amazing and beautiful. Like painfully so. You are smart and know what you want, and you have no idea what a turn on that is." He then gave her his devilish smirk "and you're a vindictive bitch sometimes and that's really really hot." Blair smacked his shoulder and giggled. "Seriously, I know you are going thru a lot right now at home and school, but you are loved. By me and Nathaniel and your Mom and Dad do love you even if they don't know how to show you. If you ever need to talk about the pressure you're feeling please, please Blair come talk to me. Please don't make yourself sick. When you hurt yourself you're hurting me too because you're my family. Remember?" He took her hand in his and began playing with her new ring on her finger. He then brought it to his lips and gave the ring and her finger a light lingering kiss.

Blair scooted closer towards him keeping her tear filled eyes locked with his. She leaned in and placed a tender kiss on his plump lips. Neither one moved to either break or increase the kiss. They sat there lips touching for what seemed like eternity. Finally Chuck pulled back. "Blair, what about Nate? You're dating him now, we can't do this to him."

She cradled his face in her hand. Tracing his lips with her fingers. Reluctantly she pulled away from his body. "You're right. Nate is the one I am suppose to be with. Our parents want it so there is no point in delaying it." Chuck clenched his jaw. He would never be the person meant to be with Blair Waldorf.

"Will you stay the night and hold me?"

"Yes." As if he had a choice. He'd do anything Blair asked him. He had loved her for as long as he could remember.