Chuck could not believe that she was back. She really had some nerve showing her face again. Not even Chuck was that strong, he was too busy getting wasted at Victrola. Chuck's words were constantly ringing in his ears. "You're like one of those Arabian horses my father used to own. Rode hard and put away wet." Chuck Bass never felt remorse, but the things he had said to her whipped like wind and stung like hail. The truth was, he was impressed. She had played her cards with expert skill, slowly rewriting the damage she had inflicted. Chuck knew that Nathaniel would come around eventually, but Blair. If she ever spoke to him it would only be to exchange formalities. He was her last resort and he had turned her away. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't eliminate a certain image from his head. It was Blair's desperate expression, her lifeless eyes. The corners of her mouth were facing south and her eyes were sullen. Her creamy skin had turned to snow and her bones appeared fragile. It appeared that if anyone were to touch her she would shatter into a billion pieces, sparkling on the dirty floor. He wanted to help her in whatever way he could, but he was unable. He was Chuck Bass, and she was just another girl. And it would never be seen differently, the only exception being his eyes.

Rufus had no idea how he had gotten himself into his current situation. He sat outside the dressing room, waiting. She liked to take her time and ignore everyone else's lack of it. The curtain was drawn and she moved one Christian Louboutin heel forward, only to be followed by the other. The white skirt flowed everywhere and she lifted it, walking until she stood in front of the mirror. Her blonde hair fell in waves, covering her shoulders. The dress began with a white lace fabric, cut in a v-neck style. It was practically a corset, squeezing her ribs together. Around her waist a huge skirt fell down to her white stiletto heel. The wedding dress was perfect.

'What do you think?' she asked, playing with the angle of the skirt.

'You look beautiful.' she smiled serenely, acting almost angelic in the dress.

'I have worn a wedding dress too many times to count in front of the wrong men saying vows that I don't mean.' she spoke the words robotically, as if she were saying how many stars are in the sky. 'I don't want another failed marriage Rufus, but Bart and I won't last. How can I marry someone knowing it won't last? And this dress is too beautiful to be worn on a doomed wedding day. We could last Rufus, we could make it to the end. And we both know this. So why am I getting married in a month to somebody who means nothing -' he silenced her with his lips and she leaned into him after he initial shock, pulling him closer towards her. And none of it mattered. The fact that she was wearing a wedding dress for a ceremony that didn't involve him, their children's strong reluctance, it didn't matter. All that mattered was this.

Blair sat at Dan's desk, loading Gossip Girl's homepage. As she waited for the page to open she grimaced over he current situation.

'I can't believe I'm stuck with you and Cabbage Parch, this so blows.' grumbled Blair, counting the dents on Dan's table.

'Can't you go bother some of your homies?' asked Dan, his arm tightly wrapped around Serena's waist. Blair looked appalled, her mouth had even fallen slightly open.

'Homies? Serena, dump him now!' Serena only laughed, kissing Dan. That was when the website finally loaded. Blair's eyes widened and she stifled a giggle as she looked at the current pictures decorating the computer screen.

'S, I think you should read this. You too Cabbage Patch.' they both walked towards Blair. Serena covered her eyes the moment she saw the pictures and Dan looked remarkably uncomfortable.

'You're never too old to be gossiped about. Is Lilian van der Woodsen really marrying Bartholomew Bass on March 18th, or was there a cancellation that I am not aware of? Serena's mother was spotted wearing a wedding dress and kissing a very handsome man, who isn't the groom. In fact, it was Mr. Lonely Boy. The van der Woodsen's sure like to slum it. Serena, do you not believe that mommy dearest is capable of such a betrayal? Well, pictures are attached and who can argue with evidence? If Lily marries Mr. Lonely Boy then they can all be one big happy family.

Careful S. Last I heard, incest is slightly frowned upon.

xoxo GOSSIP GIRL'

'Serena, looks like mom's getting a little action.' laughed Blair, who received two murderous glares.