A/N: Okay, so I haven't been updating in a while, because I don't know what to write anymore and I'm very sorry about that. So here's chapter two. P.S. about the internship thing, let's just pretend he took after college graduation. Hehe.

Chapter Two: 6 Months Later

Blair's POV

Months after my coma, I've been healed. I could now walk, I could now hold things properly and I could do things any normal human being can do now. I'm coming home now, finally, and I miss the comfort of my home. I miss my mom, I miss Dorota, and I miss Serena and most especially Nate. *Sigh* Nate. I miss him so. As the elevator doors open to our penthouse, I saw someone holding a bouquet of flowers, and it was Nate. I smiled and grinned and I was happy to see him.

"NATE!" I said as I ran to him and hugged him tightly.

"Hey Blair, I'm glad that you're fine and okay, I'm sorry I hadn't come to the hospital, I was busy with my internship at the mayor's office." He said as he handed the flowers.

"You have an internship at the mayor's office?" I was surprised.

"Yeah, I've been meaning to tell you but every time I go to the hospital, you're either sleeping or doing your physical therapy stuff."

"Oh, it's okay, I'm gonna go up now, I don't feel better again." I said lying.

"Oh let me help you upstairs." Nate nicely offered.

"No thanks, I wanna be alone for a little while, think about things." I said faking a smile.

"Okay then, I'll guess, I'll see you tomorrow, brunch at the Palace?"

"Yeah, sure. I can't wait." I said with fake enthusiasm.

"Bye," he said then kissed me in the cheeks.

I gave him another fake smile. I said bye too, but only softer.

"Miss Blair, why did you fake smile to Mister Nate?" Dorota asked as I was walking towards the stairs.

"Oh that, I just don't wanna talk about it, I'm gonna go upstairs." I said lying.

"Okay, Miss Blair, don't forget tomorrow, Brunch with Mister Nate at the Palace."

"Okay," I said while going up.

I sat at the bed and thought why Nate was not visiting me. I mean I've been waiting for him and all he could give me are flowers? *Sigh* I just rolled my eyes just thinking about it. I should call S.

"S,"

"Yeah, B, what's wrong?" S asked in a worried tone.

"Nothing, it's just Nate and him not visiting while I was at the hospital."

"B, he's an intern at the mayor's office, and he's too busy and when he wants to visit you he goes there when you're busy.

"That's what he said to me earlier and somehow I don't believe him."

"B, you could trust Nate, he's trying his best for your relationship too. His grandfather's too persuasive and he wants Nate to have a future after all his family's gone through, and why am I narrating this, you should ask Nate." S said.

"Okay, thanks S that helped."

"You're welcome B, I have to go. Bye."

"Bye." I said and just lay at the bed.

Tomorrow's gonna be another day.

I dreamt of something before Dorota woke me up. I was in the playground, I was this little kid with a big bow headband, blue dress and doll shoes. I was at the swing alone. Then this black limo stopped at the playground, and I saw a little boy in a sailor's uniform. He was crying as his father was dropping him off. Then he saw me. He approached me and he was still sniffing and he was kicking a rock while approaching me.

"Hello," I said delightfully.

He just smiled.

"What's your name?" I asked him while I got off the swing.

"I'm Blair," I said.

He didn't reply.

I followed him to where he sat. It was a big tree and he was looking oh-so-sad.

"You wanna play?" I asked him as I reached my hand to initiate some play time.

He stood up and nodded and we played.

And we had one of the best times of our lives. We were both happy and we didn't even bother getting dirty because we're just little kids and we didn't care.

Then when a black limo arrived, it was my mom's limo. I guess I am saying goodbye for now.

"I have to go now,"

"But we were just having fun,"

"I know, next time I guess,"

"Yeah,"

Then I walked away and then he was about to say something.

"I'm…"

But…

"Wake up Miss Blair; you're going to have brunch with Mister Nate."

I opened my eyes and Dorota was waking me up.

"Oh right, the brunch,"

*Sigh*

Who's that little boy?