Author's note: this was written under the idea which was transpired from GGIRL-CB4BW. .
Title: Going for gold.
Story summary: Blair's after the gold but will the gold by someone else's heart. AU
Chapter: 1 out of 5+.
Pairings: Blair/Nate, Blair/Chuck.
Rating: M to be safe.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. But a team Chuck Bass t-shirt (the Blair one hasn't arrived yet.
Quote for the chapter: we can never understand or estimate the power someone holds over another until they can match it, comprehend it and intensify it.
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Blair sighed deeply. One thing she hated most in the world was Dress fittings. Mainly
because her mother always took this opportunity to tell her how imperfect she was.
Over the years her criticism worsened, her jibes more personal and her care for her
daughter decreased. The only thing in the world she could count on was the fact she
was going to marry Nathaniel Archibald. Although she was still awaiting her proposal
she knew it had to come soon. It was her twenty third birthday in a matter of weeks
and she knew he had a receipt for the jewellers. To start with she had been a little hurt
by the fact that she wasn't going to be given his grandmother's ring she had decided he
would give it to her on their wedding day instead. So it was decided by her.
"Blair have you been eating pasta?". Blair didn't know whether to answer yes or not
her mother's answer would still be the same.
"No mother". Blair sighed as her mother purposefully examined her figure.
"Then why do you look so big if you are not bloated". Eleanor said it the most polite
fashion it hurt Blair even more this way as she wished she would have the courage to
get down from the chair and slap her.
"Because I was eating white bread as supplied by your maid". Blair didn't like the maid
and it seemed an easy way to get out a difficult situation.
"I will have words with that child". Blair squirmed inside suddenly feeling sorry for the
girl younger than she been bossed and bullied by her mother.
"Why do we no longer have Dorota?". Blair questioned as she realised her mother still
hadn't given her an answer despite been questioned several times.
"Because she was your maid and nanny and seen as you are no longer in residence her
or a child it seemed pointless to have her around". Blair pondered this true Dorota had
been for Blair pout surely her mother would have liked to keep her as a more
competent maid she was.
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Chuck Bass woke up to the all to familiar sound of his new house maid coaxing out his
latest string of hookers.
"Sophia". Chuck yelled his was in the mood for a good old fashioned morning tumble.
"Yes Charles". One of the annoying things about Sophia was she was fifty plus and
took none of his crap particularly his womanizing.
"What do you think you were doing?". Chuck sat up stretching.
"I was getting this place ready for your father's monthly visit". Sophia wrenched open
the curtains ignoring Chuck's groan of pain.
"What does he want again". Chuck threw off the covers before quickly pulling them
back off before Sophia got an eyeful.
"I've seen it plenty of times Charles". Sophia surprised a smirk that could rather Chuck
Bass.
"Yes well the less said about that the better". Sophia nodded as she left the room.
"Get dressed". Chuck hated the fact she had some kind of control over him, they both
knew he did as she said and why because he was the nearest thing he had to a mother
in despite everything else he quite liked that.
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"Nathanial". Eleanor greeted Nate with a smile.
"Hello". Nate kissed her cheek as he had done for many years now when he entered
the Waldorf penthouse.
"To what do I owe this visit?". Eleanor lead him to a sofa.
"I was hoping to speak to you about a private manner". Eleanor looked perplexed.
The silence that had settled over them in the few seconds was broken when Eleanor's phone started to ring.
"Excuse me child I must take this". Eleanor looked worried as she took the call.
Nate tried his best not to listen but Eleanor's fraught voice spoke volumes she was in
trouble with something, at first this didn't bother him people like Eleanor had the
money to get rid of something before it became a problem. Something was going on
and before Nate could continue he needed to know what it was.
"Excuse me for this". Eleanor looked nervous as she came and took her seat next to
Nate, he noticed her mind was wondering in the same way her eyes practically clouded
over like Blair's did when she needed to think about something important.
"Don't worry about it. Actually Eleanor I wanted to talk you about something to do
with today's dress fitting Blair was particularly upset she came in I wondered if
anything had happened here". Nate was genuinely worried for Blair he knew her
bulimia would always been around and he had grown accustomed to the fact she could
never keep a meal down. It became a way of life for them not matter ho much she tried
to hide it. Nate loved her truly he did but he was powerless to do anything. Blair was
to strong willed and stubborn and he wasn't able to even match her in either let alone
out do her. Nate knew Eleanor never knew or could ever understand the power she
had over Blair the fact one small word could destroy Blair's world.
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AN: Please read and review. I know where I am going with this story mainly because the plot was given to me however if anyone has anything they would like to see added don't worry about mentioning it and I'll see what I can do.
Krissie xxxx