Tied Together with a smile.

Author~ Loveyy.

Show~ Gossip Girl

Characters~ Blair, Serena, Chuck, Penelope, Hazel, Jenny, Dan, Chuck, Nate, (own character) Anabelle.

Couple~ Nate and Blair but eventually Chuck and Blair.

Rating~ K+

Synopsis~ Ever since Blair's father left her mother turned abusive, along with her step-father. She's fleed California fretting for her life and also her younger step-sister Anabelle's life. They've come to the Upper East Side to start a fresh but is a scandal soon to arise? (AU)

DISCLAIMER! In no way do I own gossip girl, no matter how much I wish. If I did I would have Chace Crawford all to myself ^sighs^. And I also don't own the song Tied Together with a Smile by Taylor Swift which will most definitely come into perfect affect with Blair's disorder, amazing song, actually all her songs are amazing!

This is my first Gossip Girl fanfic so please offer all feedback, positive or constructive. Thankyou


Chapter One; The Life I wished I'd never had

I stepped out of the moist and hot taxi to smell the clean crisp smell of Manhattan air. We had just moved from California, running away from things that I really wanted to leave behind me. My mother & step-father were both abusive & uncaring, leaving myself and my step-sister Anabelle alone and in danger 24/7.

When we called up the palace hotel they told us that they only had a spare suite that cost $600 a night and also because of the fact that I was only 16 they were reluctant to give it to us but when I told her about our situation she was more then eager to help. She told me that no 16 year old should have to carry that kind of weight on her shoulders, the responsibility of protecting her sibling everyday.

I tried to be strong for Anabelle, but sometimes when I was in my bed in the hotel rooms, I would cry ever so softly making sure not to wake her. I had never really known the feeling of love, all I've felt is hurt, loneliness and sadness.

If things were like they should be I would be living in a grand house in California with a happy set of parents that would often let me invite friends over for sleepovers. I would have been able to spend days shopping with my mum and then always come to her about anything. But however much I dream it to be true, that's not the case.

The reality is that ever since my dad left my mother for his gay partner, life's never been the same. Mum turned to drugs and alcohol and this made her angry. Whenever we stepped a toe out of line, there was her hand ready to slap us, the belt ready to beat us. It turned even worse when her latest boyfriend Joe came along. You'd of thought that slapping a baby is wrong, he didn't care. He'd slap Anabella whenever she cried to much or when she woke him up in the middle of the night. You'd think that when you're a child you shouldn't have to worrying about your step dad crawling into your bed at night and force you to do horrible things you don't want to do.

When I told mum what he'd been doing to us she didn't believe us. She kicked us out onto the street for the night and when we made sure she was asleep we snuck into our rooms. Packed in all the precious belongings we had, the money that dad sent us routinely and left our abusive house for what we hoped would be the last time.

We've been on the run ever since, I saw news specials airing on the TV when I was booking a hotel room. Mum had put on a fake sob story about how she couldn't lose her kids after she lost her husband to another man. She even made Joe put in his 2 cents, acting horribly about all he ever wanted to do was get to know his darling wife's beautiful kids who had done a runner because they thought no one could ever replace their dad. I laughed coldly at this, Of course no one could replace him. My life would have been different if mum hadn't of invited that model over for tea.

I feel like the smile I plaster on my face as I get out of the car is fake, that its totally see through. I've only ever cried with Anabelle and that was once. Even though she's only 8 she undertsands what I'm going through and how hard it is to face each day.

I saw some kids laughing and giggling across the street. A group of 3 girls sitting on the curb, giggling 3 of them oogling at the guys playing running around with a frisbee. One of them with long straight blonde hair waved to me in a friendly manner, causing me to wave back the fake smile ever present on my face. She dragged a girl with her that looked practically identical and made her way over to say hello.

You could see the mock fighting the two girls were doing and I couldn't help but laugh.

It was the first time I had actually laughed in happiness in a long time.

This street was obviously going to be a good thing that happened to us.

When the two girls finally reached us the one that had waved pulled me into an extremely tight hug.

"Hi, I'm Serena and this is my friend Penelope." She told me, earning a slap from her friend.

"Whoops, sorry 'Pen'" she corrected herself. I laughed again. It made my insides feel all happy and mushy, I was really liking this place.

"Sorry about the hyper one here, what's your name?" Pen asked me, with a smile threatening to crack onto her face as Serena had gone over to drag all the other girls sitting down over.

"I'm Blair" I replied, as she hugged me. "that's my younger step-sister Anabelle."

She giggled and I called Anabelle over to say hi, they seemed to get along really well so I left them to talk.

I started to take everything out of the boot of the taxi and as I took out my suitcase I bumped into Serena.

"I'm really sorry" she said nicely. "Let me help you out."

She grabbed my makeup bag and placed it on the curb.

"By the way" she said before grabbing another bag "Welcome to to the beautiful upper east of Manhattan!"

~Loveyy.