Dear Upper East Siders,

Absence is said to make the heart grow fonder? Or does it? When healing a broken heart, it is best to: A) Write romantic love letters to the heart breaker, in hopes that he/she will answer B) Let them go and find someone else or C) Get totally wasted and try to forget all about them. Let's see, shall we?

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Chuck was utterly miserable. He'd been miserable since...since his father had died. Since he'd decided that there was no way that he and Blair could be together. Since Blair had let it slip that she loved him. He'd been miserable for the last week.

What does one do when they are trying to heal a broken heart? Simple. Get drunk, have tons of meaningless sex, and hide from everyone you know. Disappear.

And, in order to disappear completely, it's best to check into a hotel under a false name and only venture out at night. That was exactly what Chuck was doing.

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Blair was depressed. Serena could see it as plainly as the hair ribbon in Blair's hair. Sure, Blair talked, laughed, and gossiped like normal. But there was something wrong with her eyes. It had been one week since Chuck had completely disappeared. Blair had poured out the whole story to Serena. She didn't cry, didn't say that she wanted to find Chuck, or... She just told the story and left it at that.

"Blair!" At the sound of her name, Blair jerked and looked 'round expectantly. Disappointment clouded her eyes, Serena noted.

It was one of the other girls. Serena didn't even want to try to think of her name.

"What?" Blair said sharpley.

"Chuck's on Gossip Girl. Check it out," the girl handed Blair her palmpilot. "Look."

In the photo frame, there was Chuck. Chuck and some slutty-looking girl who had her toungue stuck down Chuck's throat. Chuck looked perfectly happy. Like he'd forgotten about Blair.

Serena didn't get to see Blair's face. But Blair gently handed the palmpilot back to the girl and smiled. "Thanks for sharing that...lovely picture with me."

The girl beamed and ran off, looking back over her shoulder and giggling. She was instantly immersed in a circle of preppy girls and questioned about what Blair had done.

"So, I'm thinking that we should go over to the Hamptons for the weekend," Blair said.

"Blair, it's freezing. What can you do in the Hamptons in winter?"

"Oh, I don't know. Get away from...this." Blair waved a hand around her. "Look around you, Serena, this place is totally boring. I mean, since when did this school become nothing more than gossiping, giggling girls?"

Serena looked at her. "Um...Blair, this place has always been full of gossiping, giggling girls," she said pointedly.

"Okay...but since when did they become so...snobbish?"

Serena sighed. "You're right," she said. "We need to get you out of here."

It wasn't only for Blair's sake, but also for Serena's sake. See, Aaron had decided that it was okay for her to have feelings for Dan. Serena had decided that it was not. So she'd told Aaron that she really, really wanted to be with him, but that she couldn't do that until she got rid of her feelings for Dan. And they'd both agreed that when she did, they would be together again. Serena missed Aaron terribly. But she also missed Dan.

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Nate and Vanessa sat in a small diner, holding hands and drinking coffee. Vanessa said something funny, and Nate laughed. But it was an empty laugh.

Vanessa sighed. "Nate?" she asked.

"Sorry, what?"

"You haven't been listening to me."

"Sorry," Nate said.

Vanessa squeezed his hand. "Hey, it's cool. I know you're probably thinking about Chuck. Right?"

"Um...yeah." Let's go with that, he thought. "No one knows where he is. He won't answer my calls, and he's not at his hotel."

"I'm assuming that you already know it, so I'm not going to say about how "He's hurting right now and probably just wants to be left alone."

Nate laughed. "Thanks. C'mon, let's get out of here."

"Right."

They went to the park and hung around there for a couple hours.

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Chuck woke up and looked around the hotel room. It was dark, as the curtains were drawn over the windows. Rolling over, he hit something. Or someone. The person groaned and looked at him sleepily.

"Good morning," she said.

He looked at her, squinting. He'd say good morning to her, too, if he could only remember her name. Sarah? Sally? Jackie? Oh, well. What did it matter. Her name certainly wasn't Blair.

Oops. He'd forgotten. No thinking about Blair. Don't even think about her name... And he'd been doing so good the last few days, too. He hadn't really thought about Blair at all. So we start all over again.

He managed to get her out of the apartment, using the "I have a meeting that I have to go to. But I'll call you later, okay?" trick. Then he had breakfast. Then he had coffee. Then he had every single alcoholic beverage imaginable, and then went back to sleep. Then he woke up, then he drank some more, then when it was dark outside, he went out to some random club.

So was the new life of Chuck Bass.

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Spotted:

Chuck, having the time of his life.

Serena and Blair, taking some much needed time off to mend their broken hearts.

Okay, guys, so tell me what you think, and be nice!!