After the limo accident that caused Blair to lose her unborn child along with her memory she hadn't felt like her true self. All the feelings she once had for Chuck had disappeared and next she knew she was preparing her wedding to Prince Louis.
But what about Chuck Bass? He was back to his old ways, drinking and drugs. His hurt seemed to dull every room he entered as he continued to see the happiness of the girl he loved with another man. Though the most of him was glad Blair survived but for his own survived he thought differently.
"Maybe Blair's world would be better without him in it?" Chuck thought as he gulped down his last bottle of scotch.
"Maybe I should just see her for one last time?" Chuck thoughts were unsure as he stubble down to his parked limo asking to take him to Blair's apartment on the Upper East Side.
Chuck reached Blair's home, stubbing his way into the elevator, finally gathering his thoughts as the lift went up to the floor of the Waldorf's. But before his next thought reached his mine the elevator doors opened and Dorota stood with a welcoming smile.
"Welcome Mr. Chuck. Blair is resting" Dorota spoke.
"Please, I need to see her" his breath smelt of alcohol but Dorota step back allowing him to enter.
As Chuck entered the foyer he saw Louis whispering to Blair, as Blair turned her attention to Chuck.
"Blair... Are you okay?" Chuck asked with concern.
Blair paused without any emotion on her face and spoke "I'm fine. But.. Who are you?" replied to Chuck.
"I'm Chuck Bass, the love of your life" he spoke softy with hurt.
Louis stared to Chuck and was quick to pull him away from Blair.
"Chuck, first of all what are you doing here? Second, she doesn't love you no more. You need to leave, get out of this apartment and out of Blair's life" Louis whispered and turned to give Blair a sweet innocent smile.
Chuck pulls himself back, "If only she knew what happened before the accident".
"Looks like she won't be remembering anything anytime soon, so get out before I get hotel security onto you" Louis whispered tighten the grip on Chuck's arm.
Chuck stared into Blair's dark brown eyes as he felt his own tears grouping together in his own.
"How can you not remember us?" Chuck thought "All we've been through".
"Fine, I'm leaving" Chuck tugged his arm out of the grip and stubbed over towards the elevator.
"Are you okay, Mr. Chuck?" Dorota spoke with her strong accent.
"I'll be back later Dorota" Chuck replied disappearing behind the metal doors.