When the Dish Ran Away with the Spoon
Discription: Blair left Chuck, but not without a piece of him. Now Sampson is demanding to meet his father. What's a girl to do?
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Blair counted off the years in her head over and over again.
Ten years? Could that be right? But a quick look at the nine year old boy sitting beside her was all the assurance Blair needed. It had definitely been ten years since she had parted ways with her former life and made her way to Texas to raise her son.
Her son, that was all she could call him. He had never known a father. Until very recently Blair had had no inclination to make that fact change. That was until Sampson had asked her why he didn't have a father. The question had broken her heart because the only answer she could give him was that she was the reason why he was deprived.
Yes, Blair had left Chuck. She had been eighteen—much too young to have a child of her own—so it was their mutual decision that she would move to Texas and live there for the duration of her pregnancy, before giving the child up for adoption and returning to the Upper East Side. Who know that the little boy would steal her heart the moment he was born?
Unable to tell Chuck that she was going to raise the baby, she simply stayed in Texas, hoping that he would forget about her and move on with his life. Sure enough, in a few weeks time, he had been reinstated as the UES bad boy. Blair had never looked back.
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Chuck liked to think that he had never had a heart. However, every time he closed his eyes he knew that that fact could never be true. No matter where he was, or what he was doing, he only saw Blair. He didn't know where she was. Heck, he didn't even know if she was alive.
That's why, every morning, Chuck would will himself to no longer care. It never worked.
But at some point everyone moves on, so that is what Chuck did. He took over his father's company when he died and he liked to think that he had done a fair job managing it for the last ten years. Besides work, though, Chuck had very little. He lived a solitary life. Blair had taken his heart years ago, so he had nothing left to give to anyone else.
Blair had left him, and he had never stopped looking back.
