Blair Waldorf stared out into the shining skyline. She was beautiful and she knew it. It was only fitting that one should be beautiful for an occasion such as this. The Vera Wang dress fit perfectly in all the right places. Chuck had picked it out, which made it all the more better. Memories were racing in her head. Past games and the planned ones that would never get executed. She kneaded the silk material that was in her hand. Relishing the pleasure and the importance it had once held. His voice sounding her head, the most beautiful sound she had ever heard, and Blair Waldorf had heard a lot of beautiful things.

Chuck Bass stared out into the skyline. It was Beautiful he had to admit, but not as beautiful as her. Nobody could ever match it. His suit was perfectly pressed, it was her favorite, white with pastel pink pin stripes. It was only fitting that one look extremely handsome for an occasion such as this. All the memories they had shared over the years from the beginning of the best scheming team in town to when he first told her he loved her. He clutched the little metal heart that tightly in his fist. He could see her face clearly in his mind, down to the little dimples when she smiled and Swarovski- studded big bowed head band. She was the most beautiful thing, and he had seen a lot of beautiful things.

The stars will cry
The blackest tears tonight
And this is the moment that I live for
I can smell the ocean air
And here I am
Pouring my heart onto these rooftops
Just a ghost to the world
That's exactly
Exactly what I need

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day

"Blair!" She heard Serena call her from behind interrupting Blair sweet memories. She turned slowly, careful not to lose her balance, things like these needed careful timing, and right now wasn't the time.

"What S?" She whispered. Serena was as beautiful as ever her blonde hair blowing behind her, she looked like a angel. Maybe that's what she was, but it didn't matter, even angels couldn't save Blair Waldorf anymore.

"You don't want to do this Blair, this isn't an out, this is forfeiture." Serena knew that by comparing her life to a game, which it was, would get her attention.

"I forfeited when I gave away my heart."

"Blair there is still hope, You and I both and everybody else know that Chuck still loves you!" Serena screamed at her. Of course Serena would believe that love would save the day. Blair wondered if that was how she used to sound, so naïve. Now Blair knew better, love would just take you prisoner and break you down and take away all you had. But Blair couldn't stifle the little bit of hope that reared it's ugly head. Then her senses regained and she sighed, knowing the truth.

"It doesn't matter even if he does S. This game is over." Blair told her with a weak smile and turned back out to face the sky.

"What game B?" Serena asked already knowing the answer.

"Life. If you have to go out, go out memorable." Blair said and stepped off the ledge. She lifted her arms as she fell. The piece of material that were connected from her dress to her bracelets on each wrist, spread out and they looked like wings. She was still holding on to his scarf for dear life, he would be with her for her final performance in the form of memories. At least I'll go out with a bang, literally This way he'll never forget ,was her last conscious thought.

"Chuck!" Nate's voice reached Chuck's ears interrupting his memory of holding Blair. He turned slowly careful not to lose his balance. Things like these took careful planning and it wasn't time for the finale.

"Yes Nathanial." He whispered and turned to face his best friend, the one who always had his back the best he could. It was only fitting that he would be here for Chuck's final act.

"You can still fix this Chuck! You know she stills love you, she just needs time to get over this. You two are made for each other."

"It doesn't matter if she does Nathaniel. This will make it easier for her."

"You think she will just mourn your death for a little bit then move on? Are you that fucking idiotic? If you die, Blair will never recover! This isn't a game any more Nate. Your more than to her than just a prize. You guys will fix this, you two love each other and that trumps." Of course Nate would believe that their love would overcome his hugest mistake. Because Nate had never felt the power of a love like his and Blair's. But Chuck knew what love could do. It could change a person only to make them believe that they were better, then it would tear them down again. Love could kill. Love would never save him. He also knew that Blair would not take his death lightly but he knew Blair, she would rise from the ashes just like she always did. That was one of the many things that he loved about her.

"Everything is a game and she's won, she won the day I said 3 words eight letters. This game is over." Chuck said and he turned away from his best friend, the one person who had always had his back.

"Chuck there is no mare game!"

" Life is a game Nathaniel. And I'm going to end it the way I way I choose." Chuck said calmly and stepped off the ledge still clutching her heart pin, her heart would be with him all the way to the end. He could hear Nate screaming for him faintly through the buzzing in his ears. At least I'll go out with bang, literally. This way she never forget, was his last conscious.

For a second I wish the tide
Would swallow every inch of this city
As you gasp for air tonight
I'd scream this song right in your face
If you were here
I swear I won't miss a beat
Cause I never
Never have before

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day