Chapter 3: Aww poor Chair...
Spotted: B and C going (literally) out of their way to avoid each other.
B hasn't been out of the company of BFF S since my last post, while C has bas been seen going in and out of several unsavoury places. Looks like B didn't put those handcuffs on tight enough. She didn't really think she could tame the beast did she?
Still, if I had to bet on anyone to rein our resident bad boy in, I'd pick B.
Don't think you have me fooled, there's more to this than meets the eye. And when I find out (and I will find out), so will the rest of New York.
XOXO Gossip girl
Serena glared at the gossip girl post and Blair sighed, slumping back against the pillows. "It's awful S."
Serena stroked her best friend's hair sympathetically and sighed. "I don't want to ask this B, but when you say awful, do you mean the post or the fact that Chuck...what was it?" she paused to scan the article and quoted, "'has been seen going in and out of several unsavoury places.'?"
Blair closed her eyes. It was easier to lie to Serena when she wasn't looking at her friends trusting expression.
"The post of course. I told you, I ended it with Chuck. Not that there was really anything to end." She added as an afterthought. "I mean, he's Chuck Bass. I'm Blair waldorf. It wouldn't have worked out. It was just like I said to him, he doesn't do girlfriends, and I don't do casual sex. Simple."
Serena nodded, "there's not much I can do B, except be here for you. If it helps, I cancelled my date with Dan to be here." She laughed, knowing Blair's hatred of Dan. Predictably, the brunette perked up and shot her friend a smile. "I'm sure you're extremely grateful to me for giving you a reprieve from spending time with that boy and his," her lip curled, "cabbage patch doll."
Serena rolled her eyes and elbowed Blair who laughed for the first time since she had ended things with Chuck two days ago. She checked her phone for the millionth time and as she saw no missed calls or messages, her happiness faded. She had left Nate a dozen messages telling him she was sorry and asking him to call her back. Which he hadn't. But she couldn't really blame him. Usually when Nate had done something, or when he was mad at her for being too much of a bitch, she would talk to Chuck. But now she had lost him too.
Chuck left the establishment he had been at for the past two hours, making sure that one of the girls took a picture of him walking out and posted it to Gossip Girl. He hadn't been able to perform any of his usual acts of sexual intercourse with any girl that he had tried with. And he had tried with a lot of girls. All he could think of was her and when he looked at the girl he was really with, his expectations failed and so did his efforts. It was so frustrating: Chuck Bass didn't have these types of problems. He was Chuck Bass! As he approached his limousine, his phone beeped. He saw the gossip girl blast and scoffed to himself. Of course Blair would hole up with Serena, it was expected. They would watch Audrey Hepburn movies and eat chocolate till Serena was bored out of her brain. When they were younger and Blair was upset, she would go to Serena. But the blonde didn't have the stamina to sit through days of Audrey, so as they grew older, Blair had turned to Chuck to console her when she was sad. He had always been happy to sit with her and listen to her sobs and comment on Audrey's outfits with her. It had become their ritual, and it was one of the few things he valued.
He sighed. For the past two days he had been angry. Angry that Blair was acting as if she was the one who had been scorned and rejected. He was the one that had put himself on the line, daring to care for someone when he knew better. And of course, as soon as it became public, she ran away, too scared about her reputation to think about how great they were together, how they made each other feel, how much he cared about her. She had only thought about what people would think. She was pretending it was because he didn't do relationships and she didn't do casual sex, but he knew her to well to believe that. And it wasn't as if he had suggested they do either of those things. He just knew he cared about someone other than himself and Nate for the first time in his life.
But she hadn't thought about that, or she didn't care as much as he did. So of course he wanted to hurt her. She had hurt him, and Chuck Bass never let anyone hurt him without hurting them back. So he had gone to Victrola, as well as many, many other places and tried. and failed. But as long as Blair didn't know that, everything was going well.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX
Blair smiled nervously at Serena as the taxi approached Constance. She could already see blue and white uniforms the girls wore as they walked to and around the school. S clutched her hand, "It's gonna be fine B."
Blair nodded determinedly. The taxi pulled up and, leaving S to pay, Blair stepped from the car and walked towards the girl's room, amidst stares from all the girls. Eventually, she ran into Penelope, who stood in her path. "B. I can't believe you got Chuck Bass to kiss you in public! You are truly our Queen." She lowered her head in a subservient manner. Blair felt shock radiate through her, but she ignored it and did what she did best. Stood in the limelight.
She laughed, "Well. I am Blair Waldorf. If it was going to be anyone of course it would be me, just like the GG post said... Sorry if you had your hopes up, P." She smirked and strutted off, Penelope just having made her day. The girls at school were all envious of her! They didn't look down on her after all, if anything they worshipped her even more. Perfect.
She was too busy gloating in her mind to notice when someone stepped out of a shady corner and into her path. She smacked into him, tottering on her stilettos until he steadied her.
"Chuck!" she glared at the figure dressed in the St Judes colours.
"I saw you with Penelope." He smirked. "Nice job. Thanks for clearing that up for me. P's had a crush on me since I said I liked her dress at last year's Christmas party. It was getting tiresome. But now I doubt she'll even look at me."
Blair rolled her eyes, "Lovely. Now get out of my way Chuck, I have to go and meet Serena. We're reviewing possible candidates for our cotillion partners."
She made to walk past him, but his hand reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back towards him. Not letting go, he stared into her eyes, his own smouldering, and said in a low, husky voice, "go with me."
"What?" she thought she must have heard wrong. She had told him a few days ago they couldn't be together. And now this?
"Blair, go with me to cotillion." He said in the same low voice, his eyes boring into hers. She could feel his hot breath on her neck, his hand around her.
She wanted to give in, she wanted to say yes and spend an evening wrapped safely in Chuck's arms, to dance with him, have him hold her closely. But this was Chuck. And he was probably only asking her so they could have sex at the end of the night.
So she pushed him away and hissed, "No. Why don't you take one of your whores?"
His eyes narrowed and he said furiously, "You're the one that pushed me away. Said we couldn't be together. I never asked you for casual sex, Blair. You were too damn worried about your precious reputation, and too scared to actually feel something real for once in your life. So you ran away. Well don't expect me to be there when you realise your mistake."
He walked away from her, towards the front of the school, leaving her standing there in shock. Chuck Bass had shown his feelings to her. He wasn't heartless. And clearly, he was hurt by what she had done the other day. Maybe it was a mistake?
Even if it was, it was too late now. He had said he wouldn't be there when she realised it was a mistake and he was right. So she would just have to live with it.
Wiping a stray tear that had made its way down to her cheek, she walked off determinedly in search of Serena.
A/N So Chuck cares, isn't it wonderful! Review please!
XOXO, Lissa
