A/N: Here you are the first chapter and as I said, I have decided to insert a little bit of Blair. It's really cool how many people have put this story is his/her story alert, so I hope I would not disappoint you. As always I don't own anything.

Thanks for reading, enjoy and leave a comment! Kisses. Molize

Chapter 1

"Hey" Chuck said after a few seconds of silence. He waited for her outburst, if there was something she was characterized for it was her nerve. But the silence continued and then it hit him: he wasn't calling to her cell phone but her house, what if the old man had picked the phone? That's even worse. If something worried his little Kay (even when she wasn't a naïve girl anymore, actually... she had never been that), an angry Franz Soucek was the answer.

"Kay?" Damn, nick names in this moment were a bad idea. "Kathryn?"

He heard a gasp. "Chuck? God... is that you?" She answered in a pitched tone of disbelief. At least she's not mad.

"Even Charles is right for me, I think call me God is too much." He tried to make this awkward moment a bit easier.

"Son of a..." Great. I need to practice more. "Are you fucking kidding me? We discover you're father is dead, try to contact you, you disappear, and two months after when I send you a damn simply text message, you call me back and make a fucking joke?" He could heard as she took a long breath.

"Ok, calm down..."

"Oh, you have no idea how calm I am." She replied sardonically.

"Kat, look... I'm sorry."

"Yeah, now call me Kat." He catch as she muttered.

"I am really really sorry. I didn't respond to your calls because I couldn't, not to you... not to anybody. I hoped you understood me. If nobody, you're the one who can understand me." He almost pleaded, almost because he was Chuck Bass and almost because he needed someone.

She sighed. "You know perfectly that I do." Her voice was calmer. "But what I don't get, Chuck, is why not a week ago? You were in New York by then. You could have left a message at least."

"I know, actually... I don't know, the situation here got worse thanks to that..." He trailed off as anger overcame him.

"Jack?" Chuck left a harsh breath. "Jack" She confirmed.

"Look, I-I can't... everyth-everyone is..." He could not form the words; rage and desperation were in his voice.

"Ok, ok, you should come." She interrupted instantly.

"What? Is that right?" He was relieved for the offer but Chuck knew her since forever and appear suddenly there maybe wasn't the best of the ideas.

"If you're actually asking that, you shouldn't come... you must come, right now. I'm spending the week at the country house, so I'll make sure you have your room and I'll arrange your flight... when would you be ready?"

"I'm always ready." He replied smirking.

"Yeah, I guess..." She chuckled softly. "I'll leave you a message. Don't worry. Everything will go alright, sooner or later. Trust me."

"As positive as always..."

"Like my last pregnancy test..." She said in a pensative tone.

What?!!! Did he hear right? He thought as silence flooded their telephone line.

"Just kiding!" He could hear her laughing. "Where did the humour go?" She is like a child. "Don't be mad at me. If you use your bad jokes at moments like that I can do that even better..." She continued in darker tone. "I'm leaving! Be ready! See you! Ciao!" And just like that she hang up.

A conversation with her was like a boxing fight, you had to control where her punches where coming from. Now all was established it was his turn of packing.

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Gossip Girl here. We are having a lot of drama from our Upper East Siders and a lot of gossip was in my inbox today. As soon as our favorite Bass had become the richest teenager in Manhattan and a brunch was hosted at Bass Industries thanks to the lovely Queen B, he acted as the black family sheep we all know he is and lost the company. New Guinness' Record! But don't worry C, working at seventeen wouldn't have been fun at all. However my post don't end here. It seems B was pretty mad at him, he even got hydrangeas for her, but as he went to her penthouse with said beautiful flowers he came back with them in hand. Aww... what did he do to you B? Your brunch didn't go as expected? He broke the rules of your little games?. You know you love me. XOXO. Gossip Girl.

Great. Just great. She tried to convince herself. Blair was lounged at her enormous bed, wrapped in her silken sheets reading her new text message. She thought that maybe, just maybe, who had sent it was another person, a boy, a brunette, with a constant smirk in his face... but no, it was just GG. I'm glad it was her. I don't want him to try make contact with me. I said I was... I mean... I AM done. For God's Sake.

However, she was lying to herself. Of course, she had had enough. First, after two months of no signs of his whereabouts Chuck appears semiconscious and carried by his uncle, came to St. Jude's high and smoked hash before Headmistress Queller when she was talking to her about the special circumstances in Chuck's life that affecter his behaviour. He felt bad, ok, it was something she could understood, but why he wanted so desperately to be alone and do what he was doing to himself when it was obviously bad and what scared her most, he was... how could you say it? "disappearing" in front of her... yeah, he was there, but when she looked at his eyes there was nothing, no feelings, whichever could have (fear, hate, rage, hurt...), nothing!

She was going through a rough time dealing with Yale (or no-Yale), that miserable new English teacher, and of course, what happened during the vacations (including New Years Eve) and then... Chuck came back, and not as a hope that everything will turn right eventually, because he wasn't a light in the path, he was another hole, a big one. She had opened her heart, because he needed her or at least she thought he needed her, and she needed him too. Their relationship has been a roller coaster but though they were not a couple or hadn't expressed their mutual feelings for each other then, she wanted him to know that she would be with him through anything... and why? It was easy, the selfless reason was because she loved him. Yeah, she loved him. And what did he do? He said he loved her too? No. He took her hand and they left together? No. He said thank you? Fuck, no. He said "that's too bad"? What the hell that even means? He doesn't love her? She's not enough for him?

"Chuck don't love anyone, why would I be any different?" She said as tears began to former in the corner of her eyes. She dropped the phone on her nightstand and cover her head with the blue sheets. For sometime she had thought that if her relationship with Nate didn't end well it was because they weren't mean to be. Nate was the Prince Charming every girl dreamed but that was all... there was not chemistry. Instead, with Chuck, it was another world, there was fire, sparks, passion... Blair was anymore with Prince Charming but she hadn't forget about her adored fairytales, she had created another one: she was the lovely princess and Chuck a dark prince... their love was so much pure that they could have their happily ever after. How could this happened if there wasn't a mutual love? He hadn't said he doesn't love her but she catch the hints: he didn't say an I love you too, he left, he humiliated her in front of Headmistress Queller and the board members and then, he used the word wife as it was the ugliest word in the word.

Blair began to hyperventilate, her sheets were asphyxiating her. It's too much, it's too much.

Then Chuck went to her penthouse and said he has screwed everything up, and it was true... and it infuriated her that he thought a simple excuse an a bouquet of her favorite flowers were enough. She said it. She was done. She needed to save herself, be selfish because it was destroying her. Why she felt those words weren't the cure but the disease? Did she give up easily? He had lost his father and his company, not his limo or his suite.

She repeated the same mantra. "Save myself. Save myself." Blair's murmurs were interrupted by her vibrating cell phone. "Just a sign that he's right and I could take care of myself, please." She begged with closed eyes as she reached for her phone.

Gossip Girl here. A few hours have past since my last post but I really needed to tell this. Spoted: Chuck Bass taking a private flight late in the night and alone. Accurate resources from the airport (thanks Annie89) informs us that it was not the Bass Jet, but another one whose owner had something like an East European name... maybe in his womanizer years C met someone there (you know what I mean saying met). The best part: his destination was... drummers please... England!!! What? Really boring, C? England in February is not the best place to have fun. Maybe he's planning to begin a new life, and what is better than a place near where they make your favorite booze? I would like to know what B thinks. XOXO Gossip Girl.

"Great" Blair said as tears began to fall. She dropped the phone to the floor and ran to her bathroom slaming the door shut.

What do you think???

About this week episode (3x02) I have to say that it was even better than the season's premiere, at least more interesting... I know people were a little disappointed because there wasn't too much CB but, you know, when you start college you need some time to assimilate the college experience... even so, last scene was sooo cute. We are discovering the new "hate" relationship: Chuck/Serena and Blair/Dan/Vanessa (Carter and Georgina don't count because they'll go away). And new lonely boy... Nate!!! This character is really done.