A/N: Seriously you guys, thank you so much for the reviews! Can't tell you how happy they made me, because I wasn't sure I would continue and all, but after reading them I felt better about this. Anyway, hope you like this chapter :).
Mr. and Mrs. Bass's wedding party was how everyone expected it to be: sophisticated and filled with the crème de la crème. He was pretending to have a great time, and made small talk with almost every guest. He realized that he hadn't even said hello to Blair and Nate, which probably seemed strange to them, so it was time to stay cool and be polite. He started to walk towards the couple, and watched bitterly how they seemed happy and giggly. It seemed to him that Blair was pretending it, but of course, he had been mistaken before…
Eight months ago…
Chuck had planned every little detail. His hotel room was filled with candles and peonies, her favorites. He even put "Moon River" to play on the background. It was a little too romantic for him, but he didn't care. 'This is about her.' He thought
When she walked through the door, he noticed she looked different. He thought she would look thrilled when she saw all he had done, but she looked very upset.
"Blair…" he said "I know why you're crying. Serena told me how sad you were about my…lack of commitment. She said you thought I would never propose to you, that you really want to get married. See, you and I think very alike" he smirked "Because that's all I can think about these past few days, so…"
"Chuck, wait…"
He bent down in one knee, opening the little blue box with a beautiful diamond ring in it. It wasn't small, but it wasn't too big and extravagant either…it was perfect, he thought, just like her
"Blair Cornelia Waldorf, will you marry me?" he said, his eyes filled with hope
"Chuck, I…I don't know what to say."
That wasn't the answer he was hoping for. Trying to hide the hurt on his face, he asked a little angry
"It's pretty simple, Blair. Just say yes or no."
"I…I'm sorry Chuck." She said, tears dropping from her eyes "I can't. No, I will not marry you."
He felt like dying in that moment. The pain, the disappointment…after trusting her completely she would just…he should have known better than to trust someone. The only person he could count on was himself.
"I understand" he said coldly "You think you're too good for me, right? That I don't deserve you. Let me tell you something, princess, we are the same. I may be a little more twisted, but still, pretty much the same."
"I never said that we aren't…" she said, and on that moment he could see through her eyes that she was telling the truth
"Then why…"
"I don't love you anymore. I'm bored. I liked you when you were dangerous and exciting, but now…" she took a deep breath before saying the words she knew would hurt him "…now you're just a worst version of Nate. There's nothing worst than a bad boy gone good."
"You're lying." He said, firmly "When you said you didn't love me, I could see right through you. You…"
"Believe what you wish Chuck." She said coldly "But I don't even want to date you anymore, so marriage is…"
He couldn't believe this was happening, how wrong was he when he thought she loved him…this girl obviously loathed him
"What did I do for you to hate me like this?" He asked, letting his cold mask fall for a feel seconds, insecurity all over his eyes
"I don't hate you, Chuck" she said "There would mean I feel something for you. The thing is, I don't. I don't fell any emotion at all towards you."
"Get the fuck out of my hotel." He said, dangerously calm "Get out of here Blair, before I do something I'll regret."
"What? You're gonna hit me know?" She said mockingly, but he could see she was scared
"I'm not sure what I'm capable of doing right know." He said, being honest for once. He had never felt such anger before, such betrayal…he didn't think he could actually hurt her, but the safest thing to do was for her to stay away
"Leave now!" he yelled. She stared at him, looking almost hurt, but then her eyes were distant and cold again
"Fine, I'll go. Goodbye Chuck, and this time, for good." She said as she leaved the room
Now, at the wedding, watching her be so happy with Nate made him feel a very masochist pleasure. 'That's right Waldorf, I hope you're really happy' he thought 'But remember not to look down, because there's a long way to fall.'
A/N: Please don't hate Blair, I know it's hard right now, but repeating: she had her reasons. So, can I write a little angst or should I stick to humor? I'm really insecure about this, so please review :) happened
