Hey everyone! Thanks for the amazing reviews! I love you all! I only noticed a few mistakes when I read it over today, but I can just update it before posting this chapter. I'm still trying to figure out how to write Chuck as a noble gentleman, but it's a challenge! I'm also trying to figure out how to work some more things out, but here goes!
Serena spotted Chuck drooling over his girlfriend in a French sidewalk café. It was the perfect time to strike. She was going to go up there and tell Chuck to leave Blair alone, and that she already had too much heartbreak to deal with. Serena would just walk up to him and ask to talk to him in private. It would be easy.
So, using all her courage, Serena marched up to the table Chuck and Eva were sitting in. He was currently feeding bits of food into her mouth. Serena was starting to feel a bit nauseous, but instead she opened her mouth and spoke directly to Chuck.
"Bass, don't kid around with me. We need to talk. In private," she added, nodding at Eva. Eva looked a bit offended.
"Who are you?" she asked rudely.
Chuck held up his hand and smiled sweetly at Serena. "Of course we can speak." He leaned over the table and kissed Eva on the cheek. "It'll be just a minute."
Serena turned around and stormed out of the café, with Chuck following her tail. When they reached a bench crowded with tourists, Serena paused and waited for Chuck to start speaking first. Once his mouth opened, she would release the storm.
Serena turned around to face Chuck. He was leaning against the tree, using his devious trademark Bass smirk. Serena knew instantly that Eva was just a pawn in his stupid games with Blair. The smirk showed it all. She just glared at him furiously. He had said it all with that smirk.
"Blair is over you," she snapped angrily. "Leave her alone."
Chuck rolled his eyes and stopped leaning against the tree. He started pacing around the street. He was still smiling.
"You're a terrible liar, Serena. Thankfully, I can pretend that you're telling the truth and say with absolute honesty that Blair is not over me."
Serena almost exploded on the spot.
"How can you do this, Chuck?" she shouted. "You've hurt Blair too many times, and we're both done with it. Do you think she'll forgive you for doing what you did to her? She was a wreck when we left for Paris. I honestly thought she would never recover. But she's been trying, Chuck. She's been fighting for her freedom. And you're here, and you've ruined it for her. We're going to leave Paris, Chuck. You'll never break my best friend's heart again."
Chuck's smirk disappeared. Serena smiled. She had wiped the smirk off of his face. Victory felt sweet when you defeated a Bass. Chuck's fists clenched and he took a deep breath while Serena prepared for his next argument.
"I always win, Serena," he stated simply. His face was set with fury and pain. He no longer looked like the sweet adoring boyfriend, but like a jealous kid who had been told that he couldn't have something he wanted.
Serena shook her head solemnly. "Not this time, Bass." With that she added, "And you're disgustingly devious too!"
"We've all got a double date at eight tonight!" Chuck shouted after Serena as she strutted away from him and his disgusting smirk. "It's a shame you couldn't join us!"
Serena rolled her eyes. It was another Chuck/Blair game, but Serena didn't want to see anyone get hurt.
"Maybe your ex could give me some money to start off my business, huh, honey?"
Blair closed her eyes and tightened her shoulders. "No, Luke," she said slowly. "We are not using Chuck for your business. And stop calling me honey, okay? We've known each other for like, three hours."
Luke walked up to Blair and kissed her on the cheek. They were standing in Blair's hotel room. "Blair, we did do it. I think I can call you whatever I want."
Blair turned around to see Luke buttoning up his blue shirt slowly. She was dressed only in a small pink slip and blue slippers. Her clothes were strewn across the floor. Breathing deeply, Blair bent down to pick them up.
"Look, Luke. If you and I want to stay in a long, healthy relationship, we need a few ground rules. Number one, call me Blair. No honey bunches or any of that crap. I'll think of number two later."
Luke walked over to Blair and wrapped his long, muscular arms around her. Blair tried not to remember the events that had just happened, but she did, which caused her to shudder. She tried to pass it off has being cold by holding Luke closer, but she didn't think he fell for it.
"What time is it?" Luke asked Blair. When he didn't get an answer, he checked his watch. "Hey, dinner is going to start in fifteen minutes. Better get ready." Luke kissed Blair on the top of her head and left her standing there as he went inside the hotel room's bathroom.
As soon as the bathroom door closed shut, Blair broke down into tears. That was one of the worst experiences in her life. Nothing had been more dull, un-entertaining, and pathetic than this. If this was what she had to endure to get under Chuck's skin, she might need to reconsider this whole thing.
Sniffling quietly, Blair stumbled to her dresser and took her phone. Flipping her phone open, Blair texted Serena immediately.
S, she texted rapidly, r u there?
Yeah, I am. Serena's response was nice and short.
I slept w/Luke, S.
What? How was it?
Blair could have laughed. Only Serena could ask something like that. Thankfully, Blair was a very fast typist.
It was terrible, S. Worst xperience ever!
R u srs? I'm sorry, B! GTG, Nate is calling me.
Blair read the message quickly and flipped her phone shut. Dinner was going to be in a few minutes, so Blair needed to get dressed quickly. She dug through her closet and managed to pull out a light blue sundress perfect for dinner.
Luke walked out of the bathroom right as Blair was slipping on the dress.
"You look hot tonight," Luke said. He was dressed in a black suit and tie. He actually looked kind of cute.
Blair turned around, walked up to him, and started kissing him passionately. "Luke," she whispered adoringly. "Let's not go. Let's stay." She grabbed his hair by the roots and pulled her closer to him as he kissed her back.
Luke shook his head and stepped away from her. "As much as I'd love to, Blair, we should go. We don't want your ex to miss us."
"But," Blair began.
Luke shushed her by putting his index finger to her lips. Blair stopped talking immediately.
"C'mon," Luke said, showing off his pearly white teeth. "Let's hit it."
The two of them linked arms and left the hotel room. Blair's heart pounded quickly. Hopefully it would stop when they reached the café. Suddenly, everything seemed like it was going wrong. Her hair seemed frizzy, her makeup wasn't on right, and her mouth was dry. It felt like the world was spinning violently.
Blair swallowed and tried to keep her composure. She held Luke's hand as they walked out of the hotel and onto the sidewalk. It was busy and crowded, but thankfully the café wasn't too far away from the hotel. Chuck had picked it himself. Blair wondered if he was staying the same hotel she and Luke were now staying in.
When they stepped inside the busy little restaurant, Luke told Blair he would look for Chuck and Eva. Blair said that she was going to the ladies room to get herself fixed up. Luke nodded, kissed her on the cheek, and flagged down a waiter.
As soon as she stepped inside the restroom, Blair headed to the mirrors immediately. She pulled out her makeup bag and got to work. It was a lot of effort, but Blair finally got to looking like someone who had money. Just as she was applying lipstick, an unwelcome face stepped out from one of the bathroom stalls.
Blair paled as she the figure in the mirror look up.
"Is zat you, Blair?"
Blair put the cap on the lipstick while looking at Eva's reflection in the mirror. She smiled.
"Why yes, it is me," Blair told the blonde girl calmly. "How are things with you and Chuck?" Saying his name was hard, but she managed it.
Eva grinned and walked over the sink next to Blair's. Blair's eyes followed the girl as she turned on the faucet and washed her hands. "Eeet is wonderful, Blair. Chuck ees so passionate-I feel like I'm in heaven."
Blair stood still and dared not to breathe.
"Of course, you vould know," Eva continued as she rinsed her hands with soap. She turned off the water and looked at Blair straight in the eye. "I know you are his ex, Blair. I'm going to marry Chuck and I vill never ere from you again."
Blair's nose wrinkled up like it did when she was really angry. "Look, you can't fool me, Eva. I'm not Chuck and I know you're a lying, conniving, thieving, disgusting gold digger, and if Chuck marries you I know all hope in humanity will be lost!"
With that said, Blair grabbed all her things and tramped out of the restroom. She wasn't going to dinner anymore. She was done. And if she was lucky, she could catch a flight to New York just in time to avoid Serena and anyone else.
As she was pushing through the crowd, she heard Luke yell, "Blair, come here!"
She ignored it. Something grabbed her hand. Ready to fight someone off with her purse, she saw Luke staring at her. Blair didn't meet his eyes.
"The table's right here," Luke said. "Hurry up, we're ordering drinks."
Blair shook her head. "Luke, no; I don't want to, please."
Luke grabbed her hand violently, squeezing it so hard that Blair gasped a bit in pain. She closed her mouth immediately and looked at Luke, trembling with fear. Normally, Blair would've just punched Luke in the face, but she didn't want to make a big scene.
"Let's go," Luke told her angrily. "We wouldn't mess things up with your ex, honey."
Blair gulped and shook her head in defeat. Things were about to get a lot worse for Blair Waldorf.
