Chapter Two- The Living Make Me Crazy
The two barely had time to check in and get ready before the knock on the door signaled Blair's mother was there. Motioning for Dan to sit on the couch and keep quiet, Blair opened the door. In a flurry of silk and Chanel perfume, Eleanor Waldorf entered the room. "Blair, really? Could you have done anything else to embarrass me?"
Aside from her mother, no one else knew of their marriage. Even Dan's own family was left out of the loop, due to his father's marriage to Lily. And her mother hated it. Blair had managed to stay away for long enough, but only something like this could make her face her mother's wrath. "Hello to you too Mother. Are you going to speak to my husband?"
Eleanor turned to see Dan sitting on the couch, facing the ever quarreling mother and daughter. "Oh yes, hello there Daniel. Have I thanked you recently for ruining my daughter's life?"
"Enough," Blair said. Her mother turned to her and a look of shock came over her face. "I've had enough," she said. "You have had two years to deal with this marriage. We are about to make it known to the whole Upper East Side, including two people we tried very hard to keep it from. So, I don't need to deal with all the issues you have with our marriage. You can bitch and scream all you want Mother, but at the end of the day, your opinion does not count."
"No," her mother said softly. She moved towards Blair and leaned down, whispering in her ear. "But his will; and he has asked about you for three days." And with a triumphant smile, Eleanor Waldorf was gone as quickly as she came.
Dan had left his place on the couch and was now standing across the room. "Can you do this?"
She turned and he saw it. The look of fire she got in her eyes when there was something she needed to accomplish. "Let's go."
Xoxo
Her heels clicked on the floors as she walked with her arm hooked in his. This was the moment, the time when the whole world would know what she had done. The door was there, and the sign announced the solemn occasion they were there for. She let the hotel staff open the door, and they walked in. Heads turned, jaws dropped, and people went dead quiet. It seemed like hours before Jenny Humphrey walked up to her brother. "Dan, what's going on here?"
It wasn't Jenny who noticed. It wasn't Rufus, or Lily, or Eric. It was Chuck Bass, who was leaning against the wall in the room, that noticed. To the whole room he announced, "Isn't it obvious Little J? If the body langue isn't enough, the diamond ring and matching bands on their left ring fingers should give it away."
It was Serena who dropped her drink. It was Rufus that turned red. Eleanor hid in a corner. But it was Lily who spoke. "Well Blair and Dan, congratulations. I do wish this news didn't have to come at such a solemn occasion." It was Upper East Side code for 'how dare you walk in here, in the middle of a visitation, with news that would shock the whole room'. Lily did conniving bitch better than most people gave her credit for.
It wasn't Blair, Dan, Chuck, Serena, or any other Humphrey that broke the little reunion short. It was Ann. "Blair dear, I am so glad you are here. I know how hard this must be."
Until that moment, Blair hadn't even thought about facing this. "It hasn't really seemed real yet."
And then, true to his bitch side, Chuck said it all. "Of course not Blair. While you and Humphrey ignored the rest of the world, Nate got sick. And he died."
The room spun. She suddenly felt hot. And then there was nothing there. Dan's arms held the dead weight of Blair Waldorf, who had finally realized her first love and childhood friend had died. And she hadn't even been there.
Well,
well, you have been busy while I was away. It seems that we are
burying Nate. We all knew he was sick, but wasn't he getting
better. And even more shocking is who Blair Waldorf showed up with.
Dan Humphrey and wedding rings to match. What has B done? And who
else is curious to find out what S and C think of Lonely Boy and B's
news. It seems even his own family didn't know. What did they
expect, no one would care? Tisk Tisk little lovers, didn't anyone
ever tell you? You can leave the Upper East Side, but it never leaves
you.
You know you love me. XOXO Gossip Girl.
