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3. Cold

What I really meant to say...

is I'm sorry for the way, I am.

I never meant to be so cold...

I never meant to be so..

cold.

Chuck hated to admit that he had some expectations from Blair, even though these past few days had been tough on her, but he still did. He thought that she would atleast show some emotion at her mothers funeral, but she didn't. She just stood there as if she couldn't see, or hear, or feel anything at all. He sat behind her, but the whole time all he wanted to do was be there for her, to hug her, or to hold her hand. He wanted to show her that he wasn't going anywhere. Not this time, not ever. But it seemed to Chuck that she didn't exactly want to hear that. She didn't really want to hear anything.

He could understand these feelings. It was alittle over a year ago that he went through the same thing, his father had also died in a car accident. He had also essentially been unreachable. He drowned his sorrows in booze, and women. But the one thing that was constant for him was Blair. He looked back on the time and realized that without Blair it would have been so much worse. Without her, he may not have pulled out of his trance. Blair was there for him when he didn't deserve her at all. So, he was prepared to be there for her. For whatever she needed. He wasn't going to give up. Not this time. He was prepared to fight.

He looked at her now sitting at her dining room table. After the services they went back to Eleanor's penthouse for food and to be together. However, there Blair sat, by herself. Serena and Nate had both tried to talk to her. But she just pretended like she didn't hear them. She wasn't acknowledging anyone. And people were starting to notice.

"I got you something." Chuck said smiling.

Blair just stared foward at the table. She was able to drown out all of the other voices in the room. But Chuck's voice broke through the silence. She wanted to not acknowledge him at all. She wanted to still be mad at him. But his as much as hearing his voice broke her heart, not hearing his voice hurt even more.

"You need to eat something, Blair." He said more sternly this time. He sat a plate filled with food down in front of her. But she still did not move.

"Please," He pleaded with her.

Finially she looked up at him. She didn't want to eat at all. But she knew that Chuck wasn't going to give up anytime soon. She wanted to satisfy him. She picked a blueberry up from the plate and popped it into her mouth. She chewed it very slowly to put off having to eat another one. The thought of food made her mouth water, and her stomach turn.

"Blair! I see you found the fruit stand!" Cyrus exclaimed as he walked to the table. He said it cheerfully in hopes that Blair would respond, but she didn't. A pensive look appeared on his face. He looked helplessly at Chuck.

"Can I speak to you for a moment?" Cyrus asked, pushing a smile through.

Chuck just nodded. He had to admire Cyrus's perserverance. Even though he had just lost the love of his life, he was still putting a smile on his face for Blair's sake. As he looked at the older man standing in front of him, he couldn't help but to wish that he had what Blair had.

"I'm worried about, Blair." Cyrus said simply.

"Me too," Chuck replied, shooting a worried glance at Blair.

"Has she spoken to you at all?" He asked hopefully.

"Not in so many words." Chuck continued to look at Blair. She was just staring blankly at her plate. It's like there was nothing left in her at all.

"I'm thinking she should see a psychiatrist. I know that this is a hard time. But she doesn't seem to be dealing with her feelings. A girl of her age should be devestated. As I am sure that she is. But I haven't even seen her cry. It's not healthy to keep your emotions inside like that," Cyrus rambled on and on. Chuck had to force himself to pay attention to him instead of Blair.

"That's just Blair. And she wouldn't go and talk to a therapist. She has cried. She just doesn't like anyone to see her as weak," Chuck said finially turning his attention back to Cyrus.

"I'm so thankful for you. I know you and Blair have hit a bit of a rough patch. But I feel like if anyone if going to get through to her, it's gonna be you. You care a lot about Blair. And I know that she loves you," Cyrus observed out loud. "I think she is really gonna need you to get through this."

"Well, I'm not leaving her any time soon," Chuck stated.

"I was hoping that you would say that." Cyrus said with a slight smile.


up next: Blair finally talks to chuck! =]