A/N: People! Here it is at last! The next chapter. I know I did promise that I would update soon…it's just a lot's been happening in my life lately (good and bad). Plus I haven't had much inspiration lately on what to write next. I mean of course I'd want to write something I wouldn't regret right? So inspiration is definitely a MUST.
And so inspiration has befallen yours truly. Yes, even I am stuck and confined here in the hospital (thank GOODNESS for technology in hospitals!! There's internet connection in here). Confined for the reasons that is closely related to Blair's. Oh no, I'm not dying no worries people. Haha. Just a bad case with the tummy-wummy…that just became really, really bad...RAWR.
ANYWAY, so NOT the point. Point is inspiration has finally fallen on my head. I'm so bored out of my wits, here I am writing. Stories from gleechild and TheMusicLives and Brookebynature have been keeping me company in my state of…boring recovery as I try to find inspiration for my own story.
NEW EPISODE: Georgina WTF! Leave Serena alone! Evil Dawn Summers mucho? Oh God, I'm so scared for Serena! G's totally gonna screw everything up, I can feel it. I can't wait till the next episode. AAHH. Wonder what they did? My gut says they shot someone. But then again, would the writers ever put something as violent as that? RAWR. So un-Upper East Side-ish. So yeah, guess it might not happen. BUT WHATEVER. Hahaa.
EDITED. Yep. From Chapter 1 till Chapter 6, it's all been proofread, edited and completely refurnished hahaha. FINALLY! Right? So to those who want to read it again (which I doubt because nobody really does that), then there you go. It's all fixed. All the annoying errors have been delicately removed. Thank God. Even I was annoyed. Stupid typewriter thingy. Stupid me for not reviewing it. Lesson learned. Haha.
Okay enough chatter. Here's Chapter 7. Enjoy.
She was gone by morning.
And he just couldn't help but feel disappointed at her early departure. He sighed at the sudden feeling of emptiness that filled him at the thought her gone from his new abode. He already missed her presence. He kind of liked having her around here…with family.
The thought startled him as he walked into his bathroom to get ready for school.
Chuck Bass feeling something for this family? Nonsense. No way in hell. Not an f-ing chance.
But last night with Blair made it all different for him. Again. As per usual.
If having nights like last night was what a family was all about, then he wanted in. Well... truthfully, he wanted Blair and he wanted her in the family and he wanted to have a family with her someday, maybe but… let's take it one at a time okay?
He knew she wanted to take – whatever they were now – real slow. And he had no problem with that. Trust. She had said. And he was more than happy to oblige to her wishes. He secretly wanted the same thing too. He wanted it to be different this time around as well.
He just wished she didn't want to take it slow in the middle of a heated and passionate kiss. Did Audrey ever do that? Because he was pretty damn sure she didn't, even if he wasn't fond of the old classical movies Blair so adorned.
Nevertheless…
God. Why did she leave so early?! Right. Because there was school and stuff…But he really, really, really missed kissing her – even if it just had been practically 5 hours ago – it still wasn't enough. He loved kissing her. It felt so good…so…
She was so amazing…
Damn it!
See? Chuck threw his toothbrush aside in exasperated frustration. And now he was being reduced to some mere dorky schoolboy with a crush! Even he couldn't believe it! What the hell was that girl doing to him?! He really wanted to scream in agony right about now. Damn it and damn her and damn all her kisses!
Stupid. He thought as he splashed water to his face. So the girl hands him some macaroni and cheese, kisses him then stops in the middle of it, leaves early morning and that's got his blood boiling and his heart racing? Un-fucking-believable.
So is this what it feels to be in love?
DAMN IT!
The shaver was a goner. His mirror was next in line to that.
No. What, what love? There is no such thing as love. Blair and Chuck? Chuck and Blair? Impossible! Nonsensical! Bah-humbug. Love? Seriously, all this talk about Blair and butterflies and family was just making him think…What a joke. Love? No way. No way. No – but didn't he want her before? Since forever? Didn't he want to experience the whole love thing the first time around? It felt nice, really nice until he screwed it up and Blair waged war against him...but before all that it was more than nice…so what was the problem now?
Oh right. He didn't want to get hurt and fall on his butt twice in a row, with the same girl.
Great. Now that's settled, it is now safe to conclude that Chuck Bass isn't in love. With Blair Waldorf, no less.
And with a newfound smile on his face, Chuck shredded his clothes and finally took his morning shower. He was happy to realize that no love could ever be sprouted from the Chuck – Blair saga.
Yeah. Whatever Chuck. Just keep telling yourself that.
"Great. You're still here."
Chuck looked up from his side of the table to the obviously hung-over blonde that was his step-sister. He smirked as he looked onto her disheveled appearance.
"I see you're donning the latest fashion, dear sis. Truly a trademark that befits you." He laughed and shared an evil look with Eric. Serena just gave him her usual death glares as an answer. Chuck just smirked back. "And happy birthday to you too, sis."
"Yeah. Happy birthday Serena." Eric greeted genuinely as he gave her a kiss on the cheek.
Despite herself, Serena smiled at the greetings. But someone was missing from the round table. "Thanks. But where's Blair?" Serena asked, missing her friend already. They'd had so much fun last night.
The mere mention of the girl he'd been kissing just five hours ago got Chuck going, that was for sure.
"Didn't know she left you early morn? Guess she got bored with the blonde princess and went somewhere else to play…" Chuck commented snidely, although he knew she'd never do that. She loved Serena too much.
Where was that girl anyway?
"Shut up Chuck." Serena spat, clearly not in the mood. "I'll call her later."
And then something from the corner of her cerulean eyes caught her attention. She was midway into biting in on her bacon when she dropped that and suddenly stood up, startling both Chuck and Eric. They curiously watched their blonde sister quickly moved to the drawer just a little behind Chuck and retrieved…a very colorful, very nicely wrapped package...
"Another package?" Eric asked cautiously. He didn't really want another repeat of last night. Who kept sending her these psycho packages anyway?
Chuck immediately rushed in to defend himself just in case he'd lose the chance to do so again as she sat back down on her own chair in between him and Eric. "Look I didn't send you that okay? And I didn't send the package yesterday either." Where were all these annoying prank packages coming from?
Serena just rolled her eyes and gave him a look that said, 'Whatever. I don't give a shit.' God was she hung over. She snatched the paper on top of the package and shoved it to his face.
"Yeah. That's why it says, 'This is not from your psycho stalker, okay?'" She read it to him as if he was a mere five year old in dire need of comprehension.
"Great. At least that's settled then." What a bitch. She should just be thankful that it was her birthday.
"Who's it from though?" Eric interjected before another fight would ensue between his older siblings.
Serena just widened her eyes in mock enthusiasm.
And then she opened the package and…
Oh my God…
Chuck took in her expression and peered in to look at what gotten her blue eyes so shocked. Another porno video perhaps? Great. He didn't need to pry in further as she brought out what lay beneath the beautiful package…
A something…scrapbook? Or something…
"It's from Blair."
Chuck's eyebrows raised at that. That wasn't a usual Blair Waldorf gift. Normally something from a high fashioned store or boutique would be her gifts. Blair Waldorf settled for nothing but perfect and elite. So giving out mere scrapbooks especially to her dear beloved best friend was kind of like jaw-dropper.
And he'd been jaw-dropped indeed when Serena flipped the cover of the scrapbook to show them Blair's angelic face smiling at them in the little picture hole in the middle of the cover. God, she looked beautiful there, Chuck thought momentarily distracted. "See? It's called The Blair Bitch Project.'"
Chuck smirked at that. Okay, maybe it was something Blair might give out.
Serena opened the book to reveal the first page. A letter presented itself before her eyes with a 'READ THIS FIRST' on it's envelope. She eagerly ripped the envelope open, wanting to immediately read the details of her best friend's letter.
"'Dear Serena'," Serena began to read out loud so that her audience could also hear what Blair might have written for her. She knew nothing dangerous would come out of this letter or else Blair would indicate so somewhere.
"'First of all, happy birthday, S! God, you're so old. You're the first to wrinkles between the two of us really."
Chuck smirked at that. Serena glared at him angrily before she continued to read the letter.
"'I love you S. And I wish you all the best. You deserve it. I, more than anyone else, know how much you've been working hard to change for the better. I'm so proud of you, S. You've finally pulled through all the rough times and I'm just so happy for you.
Next, I'd like to thank you for everything you've ever done to me. You're my best friend and my sister, you're the only one I can truly trust and depend on. You have saved my life countless and countless of times and without you by side, I'd have been long gone from this world. Thank you Serena for always being there for me in my times of desperate need.
As you know, this has been one of the worst years of my life. From a parental divorce to a terrible breakup to a sex scandal. Fighting for my life, rebuilding it and just learning how to live freely again, I couldn't have done it without you. It's still a struggle, really. It's so hard, S. Living out the fairy tale I've created. But I'm trying and I'm learning. I'm growing up.
Even if you just went away, I forgive you because you've done so much more for me to make up for that. I am so grateful to have you by my side. If ever you need anything, I'm just right here for you. I want to give back all you've done for me.
You've become far beyond your old bad girl self, it's astonishing! And yes, it's saved my life one to many times. You're amazing Serena and you deserve nothing but the best. You've worked hard for it. Only now do I finally understand the struggle you had to go through. You have become one the greatest people I'll ever know and you continue to inspire people like me to do better and to just take in all of life's shit and kick it all in the ass. My inspiration in living life comes from you.
Thank you for being my one true friend. I wish you and Dan all the best. Get married already and get me cute fat nephews and nieces!
Enclosed in this box is a scrapbook filled with photos and captions I've saved up since we were children. I'm handing them to you now with the knowledge that you'll handle them with care.
Once again, happy birthday! And I love you.
Love,
B.'"
A long moment of silence settled on the table as the trio contemplated the words of girl missing from the table. Serena didn't even realize she was crying until Chuck handed her his handkerchief which she gratefully took.
But instead of wiping her tears, she began wiping her tear drops that stained her new scrapbook. Serena began flipping through the pages and truthful to her words, there were pictures of her even from the moment when she was born! Slowly escalating to pictures of her and Blair when they were four, when they first met, when they had their first sleepover, first party, first makeup and then her, Blair, Nate and Chuck when they were kids, her and her family, her and Dan…There was even a shrine for all of Serena's ex-crushes, pre-Dan. Her whole entire life was contained in this suddenly thick book. And also Blair's life, of course. They've been best friends for so long, they shared alot, each other's lives, almost. There was even a page for all the people Blair hated, photos and all. Jenny was number one on that list. She drew horns and a mustache on Jenny's face and Serena had to laugh at Blair's childlike ways.
And Blair had made a page that struck Serena the most.
A Blair Page: The Loves of Her Life.
Secret for Serena.
There were only two photos in this page, aligned neatly next to each other with proper distance. The first picture on the left was of her and Nate back when they were truly happy being together last year, around Thanksgiving and the next picture which was to the right was of her and Chuck, a more recent one, probably just before the Debutante Ball, with them looking like the happiest couple in the world.
Chuck did not fail to notice this one captivating page. And all he could do was drop his fork and stare on. Even he forgot they had taken that picture. He remembered that was after the Debutante dance class and he had come to her house and Nate had dropped by and…there. So…he was a love in her life? He felt so speechless…
Serena rudely flipped to the book's last page, when she noticed Chuck practically breathing on her as he stared on the page that was supposed to be meant only for her eyes. The last page was simple. It was a photo of the both of them from their own mini-photo shoot around New York after ditching Eleanor's photo shoot. 'FOREVER.' The captions said.
And now, Serena was really crying because she had never expected to receive such a touching gift from Blair either. Blair was always so…Blair. Not kind, sweet, grateful best friend Blair although she had her moments, such as now. There was a reason Serena had never given up on Blair and this was it. Never had she received such a gift like this. It was priceless and worth everything to her and Blair at the same time.
Blair could really be the sweetest girl when she wanted to be and this was just…humbling, such a very Dan-ish kind of gift that she was just beyond words for her best friend's surprising and unusual actions.
Serena immediately got up, carefully placed the scrapbook in the living room table and wiped her tears.
"I'm going to look for Blair." She announced. She didn't even have a taste of her breakfast.
And with that she took off without another word, leaving the two men completely dumbfounded to even respond.
Because really, who would have thought Blair would do something like this?
Unfortunately, Serena did not find Blair at her home or at school. Her hung over was long gone, cured by a dosage of Blair's gift and black coffee, thank God for those. But she now walked to school alone still with no Blair in sight. Where was that girl? She decided to just call her up.
"Hey. Why aren't you at school?"
"Well happy birthday to you." Blair responded quite chirpily, obviously in a good mood. "Did you like my gift?" On the other side of the line, Blair Waldorf genuinely smiled in the reaction she knew she'd get from her blond best friend.
"Oh Blair I love it so much! Thank you! Thank you! I've never been more touched, Blair, really. Thank you. I promise to take care of it and cherish it and keep it forever and ever and ever."
Blair giggled on the other line. "You'd better." She immediately got serious. "That was a once in a lifetime chance. You'll never get another gift like that again from me."
"I won't? Aah, who knows B? I might be surprised again." Serena laughed back when Blair replied a bitchy 'Don't count on it'. At least the Blair she knew was still there. And she loved all of her all the same. "Hey, school? Remember?"
"I'm taking the morning off." Blair now said glancing at all the painting around the gallery, the old smirk gracing her lips. "Volunteering to help those less fortunate than myself."
"Wow. You're really in a good mood." Serena was astounded as she walked to school listening to her best friend.
"Oh and why not? It is your birthday." Blair immediately changed the subject. "Hey, Dan's not hanging in Brooklyn again this morning. He's with you at school, right?" Well she couldn't afford to have Dan ruin her plans all up.
Serena's eyes furrowed at the question. It was hardly for Blair to be so concerned about her and Dan, let alone Dan's welfares. "Uhm…no. Not yet but he'll be here soon. Why?"
"Nothing." Blair turned slightly as she heard the people moving in with more paintings. This was her cue. This was really such a good day. Being nice was so much fun! Serena was so right. "Just tell him I say hi!"
"Okay." And they hung up. Wow. First, a touching gift, then volunteering to help out, and then being concerned for Dan. Where was her best friend? And what had that new girl done to Blair Waldorf? Oh, 'tis a happy day for Serena today.
Serena couldn't help but smile at Blair's un-Blair-like actions.
Suddenly, a delivery man from out of nowhere approached her, with 3 huge boxes now parked in front of her.
"I've got three cases of champagne for Serena Vander Woodsen." The delivery man read from his file.
What?
"Oh." Serena glanced at the file, and there it was, her name scrawled on it. There has to be a mistake. "No. No. I'm Serena Vander Woodsen but those aren't mine." She pointed, indicating to the champagne-filled boxes. No way she'd do that. She'd get into so much trouble!
The delivery man protested immediately and pointed to his file. "Well, the purchase order never lies. Salut!" And now, everybody was standing around her and looking at her purchase. Champagne in school? Hell yeah!
Is the bad girl slowly returning? About time. It was her birthday today anyway. The perfect time to have all the fun. They all thought. Well, if she was. What a treat for the rest of them!
Serena's previously good mood shifted to that of humiliation and anger. Who the hell could've done this?!
'Tis so not a good day anymore!
And as she finally spotted the one person she clearly detested among all, Blair's love or not.
He had a notepad in his hands and he was clearly in the middle of writing something. Tsk. As if. Serena was so not buying the innocent act he was giving her now. First, porn in front of her family, now alcohol on school grounds?
Serena glared at him, hatred and fire in her blue eyes and he looked back at her, eyes furrowed, confused.
What? No. I didn't send that!
But he remained silent as she stormed away from him in anger.
Why would he even do that?
He didn't even have the time because most of the day he was so busy thinking about Blair, Blair, Blair and nothing but Blair! He wouldn't do this! Especially now that they were more than okay, when they were on kissing grounds. Now, that was all going to be screwed up because some prankster was f-ing with him and Serena just had to take him for the blame because really, who else right?
Didn't anybody else see that he was really genuinely looking forward to making this whole family thing work out right?
Damn it!
This was bad. He suddenly remembered his father's words last night.
He so did not feel all that good anymore despite last night and this morning's good outcomes.
At least they're having a great morning. Chuck thought sarcastically as he watched everyone eagerly pitch in the champagne boxes and made themselves a drink.
Shit. He was really screwed.
That felt good.
She knew it was wrong. But she had no love for Jenny. And Jenny deserved all that she got. And even though she thought that she probably shouldn't waste what was left in her short life getting revenge on this bitch, well, life just wouldn't be the same if she didn't fight for her own throne right? Whether it was important or not.
Besides, Jenny had done enough to hurt her and Blair was just beginning to get her game on. And it was Jenny herself who had done her own undoing.
Even Blair couldn't believe it. She stole from Hazel herself? A Valentino dress? A one-of-a-kind? Seriously, Jenny should have just stopped at it if she couldn't handle it. At least give some dignity to herself by being honest. It wasn't so hard to say, I can't afford those kind of things coz you know we're not that rich compared to I slept with Chuck Bass, oh and after that, I slept with Nate Archibald and pretended I was still a virgin. Top that, bitch.
But really. She didn't feel sorry for Jenny, no. The girl got what she deserved. Lying thief. If she kept this up, she'd be exactly in the same position Blair was, fallen harder.
Who Blair did feel truly sorry for was Jenny's father. Such a good dad. And she felt bad trying to use him to get her plans accomplished. She had finally convinced him to throw a party for Jenny with her 'new' friends as a sort of 'relief' or whatnot from all the 'stress' Jenny has been going through the whole year. And all he wanted to do was give her daughter the best that he could give and she couldn't even be bothered to be grateful for it.
Way to go, bitch.
Really, if Blair had a father like Jenny's, she'd gladly give up her throne and gladly switch places with Jenny. Having a father like that, who wanted to just give her all he could despite their financial shortage, who was not gay and would never leave her daughter behind for her lover, Jenny was considered lucky compared to Blair.
How the bitch turned out the way she did on such loving grounds was beyond Blair.
Casting her thoughts aside, despite her guilt feelings regarding Jenny's dad for having involving him on their war, everything had gone through successfully. Her clique had now joined her at her table in Butter, reserved especially for them.
Oh she didn't need them. Not really. She was completely content with Serena's genuine friendship. But of course, what way to get back on top than getting it back on with her original clique that Jenny stole from her, just like that Valentino dress.
Victory is sweet.
Just like her.
Could kissing Chuck Bass again brought her the confidence she needed to execute all these plans?
She couldn't help but blush at that.
Bitch.
How dare she drag along Nate in this war? Nate never even liked the mere act of socializing even if he was forced to! Damn it. Damn her.
And then all her earlier confidence was gone. Chuck was so far away from her. Her victory was short-lived. She had lost in the end.
Nate sat, his back turned away from her as Penelope completely tried to woo him in her 'clutches'. All of the girls were all over Nate. As if Nate would ever really be interested in them. But that wasn't the point. Point was, the girls were willing to forgive Jenny.
"Hazel, maybe your mom really did give away that Valentino." Penelope commented. Hazel simply nodded in agreement, not wanting to be embarrassed in front of Nate of all people.
"Yeah. She is always cleaning out her closet and this whole fiasco with the police could really play with her memory."
Bitch.
She suddenly couldn't move, she was completely frozen on the spot, completely out of words. How was she supposed to top this now? And how was she supposed to face Nate again? Another slap on the face much? Oh she'd definitely lose even more. She wanted to find the nearest bathroom and just throw up. Disappear forever and just throw up.
Bitch.
And Jenny was clearly giving her a pointed look that said she had won this round. God, she really, really hated this girl. Blair was more than infuriated, more than hurt and more than troubled that Jenny had to steal it all away from her again.
She was losing it, losing everything…
Nate noticed Jenny looking at someone intently and he turned to see who it was.
Oh dear.
"Blair!" He immediately stood up at the sight of his ex and approached her.
And Blair wanted to just cower away among the crowd that kept bumping into her as Nate approached her.
Jenny suddenly looked alarmed as he saw this exchange. "Nate! You probably shouldn't linger longer with that cheating whore. It could do you real damage." As she and the rest of the girls laughed it all out.
He clearly gave them all a look of disapproval. "I'm sorry, I just needed to get this out." And he continued to approach Blair and that was enough to quiet the girls and alarm Jenny beyond anything.
"Look Blair, I know this isn't the right place to say this but…" He took a deep breath. "I'm sorry."
Whoa.
Nate Archibald. Really, you always are impeccable timing, aren't you?
Blair's jaw dropped and so did everyone else's. Blair even forgot that she was currently at war.
"You were right. I have been selfish and I deserve everything you throw at me. Clothes, a few slaps, maybe some shoes to go with all that?" He hinted with the charm she always loved about him and she just wanted to hug him right about now for saving her life for the first time ever. "I understand everything now. I just wish you could've told me…"
Blair just nodded, jelly and dumbfounded.
And suddenly, the girls just saw her in a new light.
Jenny was seething, of course.
But they were all waiting to hear what Blair would say to him after just giving her a public apology.
"I'm sorry too." Blair finally said, breathless, completely blown away by his eyes. She did not notice the other girls or Jenny at all.
Nate outstretched his hand. "Friends?"
Blair stared at his perfect hand. No way did she want to take that hand again. She knew that road if she took that hand.
So instead she sheepishly said, "Nate…I'm friends with Chuck too. We made up before you and I, so…"
Nate just nodded in understanding, this was the Nate she knew. The kind, understanding Nate. Why couldn't he bother being that when they were together again?
"Well at least we're being honest now."
Blair just smiled genuinely - gratefully - at him for understanding. Yes, this was closure, albeit the setting was so wrong, but it was closure nonetheless and they can both finally move on and be happy with their lives.
"Join us?" Nate offered.
"Yes Blair, please do." Hazel offered as well. Any friend of Nate's was someone of highly importance, especially Blair.
Suddenly, everything was perfect again.
Now it was her turn to give Jenny a pointed look that she clearly won this round.
Bitch.
"Sorry. Best friend's birthday. I really should go over and celebrate with her." And she felt the awed looks the girls gave her as they witnessed first hand how she, Blair Waldorf just turned the love her life down and her clique.
"Tell her I said happy birthday." Nate said as she began to walk away.
"Will do."
And she walked away from that crowd with a huge smile on her face.
She'd won.
Victory is sweet.
Just like her.
Oh, she was so happy today.
Happy Birthday, Serena indeed.
On the other side of town, Chuck Bass wasn't doing so well.
So it was Serena's birthday, they were probably holding another 'family dinner' and he was back here in his suite.
Bart kicked him out.
Serena had told on him – that bitch – that he had been the one in charge of all the alcohol on school grounds.
Really. It did feel so great when absolutely no one believed him. Well Blair did. But where was she these days? Okay, As if he hadn't seen her just the night before. But he seriously felt like Cinderella right now. Bullied by the step-sister, kicked out of the house by the father.
He really missed Blair, by the way. He had not seen her all day.
He'd rather deal being in love with her than deal with everyone else's harsh, misleading judgments on him.
There was knock and he slowly got up to answer it, curious. After all, who would come to his suite at this time?
A part of him hoped it was Blair.
He opened the door.
Nope. Guess not.
"Hey." His bitch of a step-sister stood before him. What now? Before he could turn her away the way he did Blair, she said, "I'm really sorry, Chuck. I know now it wasn't you who sent those packages." She handed her an envelope with a letter on attached to it. The letter was short, unlike Blair's from earlier this morning.
He looked at her and he could see she was clearly shaken up.
'Hope you like the presents, coming back to town. – G'
As in Georgina 'Bad Ass' Sparks?
The one who brought the bad girl out of Serena? The only one who still could? No wonder Serena was shaken up.
"Why don't I make you a drink?"
Serena just gratefully nodded, still pale and shaken as she entered his suite.
"Blair, where have you been all day? I haven't seen you and it's my birthday…really, really bad birthday…Happy birthday to me…" Serena drawled on, the liquor brimming on her tongue and drumming in her brain with Chuck immediately looking up from the bar counter as she drawled on Blair's name over and over again and how bad her birthday was today.
So Serena is officially going to be drunk for two nights in a row now.
Yep. Georgina was seriously bad news.
He could practically hear Blair screaming on the phone as Serena drunkenly moved the phone away from her ear.
"Ssh Blair. Don't be so loud, you'll wake-y people."
He smirked at that. Yes, Blair definitely could create a storm when she wanted to. Still, he was starting to dread this. Blair was going to have his head for getting Serena drunk on her birthday, no less. Perfect way to start out with the girl of his dreams right? He shouldn't have offered her a drink. He shouldn't have…Stupid Bass. Stupid!
And then…
"Come on here, Blair Bear! Let's celebrate! Woo! Chuck's suite. 1812 okay? 1812. 1812. Ooh… numbers are funny…" And then the blonde giggled to oblivion. Chuck Bass shook his head 'no' at her. Serena just giggled even harder.
"Chuckie doesn't want you to come and play." She pouted. "Bad Chuck! Bad! Meanie, always a meanie to Blair Bear!" She listened onto the phone to hear Blair's voice and smiled.
"She's says she's coming over and she's going to rip your head off." Serena very happily announced to him.
Great.
"Gee. Thanks. Can't wait." Chuck drawled on sarcastically before he downed his own Scotch.
He was going to need it when he died right?
Why? WHY did he have to offer her a drink?!
The knocks on his door were frantic, furious and angry.
Damn it!
It had been just ten minutes since the call! God, she was fast.
He shut his eyes and gave himself a long, long moment before he finally opened the door.
And there it was.
The wrath that was Blair Waldorf.
"What did you do?!"
See?
He automatically let her in, of course though she'd already done that herself by just barging in and seeing her best friend drunk and completely fast asleep on the couch of Chuck Bass' suite.
How the hell did this happen?
One day, one friggin day of being back to bitch town and this happens?! She rounded on the man behind her.
"It's her birthday today! I can't believe you let her get drunk like this! Damn it! And damn you!"
"All the more for her to get drunk. You said it yourself. It's her birthday." Chuck responded with equal venom as hers.
"Ugh!" Blair was losing it. She really couldn't believe this! How could he? Really. "You don't get it, do you? Serena's been working so hard to change. And you just had to ruin that on the final hours of her birthday! I can't believe you!"
"For your information, she was having a bad birthday and so I had to offer her something. I didn't think she'd drink herself to oblivion!" Chuck spat back at her, anger flaring. Well the hell did he know Georgina would have such an effect on his step-sister? And how dare she? Barge in his home and accuse him of things he didn't even do! Why was he even bothering explaining his actions to her anyway?
Oh right. He was in love with her.
They stood their grounds, both glaring at each other, anger blazing through their eyes, each silently challenging who'd relent first.
After an extremely long while, Blair had gave up first and sighed tiredly.
"Let me just call Dan."
Chuck bit his tongue to fight the retort about to bounce out of his mouth. He'd been doing that a lot lately. Thanks to who?
Oh right again! Blair. Cheers to you, sweetheart.
She finally ended her call with Humphrey boy and turned back to him. "I can't carry her back to my place so she's going to have to stay here." She took a moment to think about her decision more and then amended, "We're going to have stay here. Who knows what you'll do with her alone."
Couldn't say he was more shocked than ever.
But he covered it up. "I'd be more than thrilled to have you both." He took in Serena's sleeping figure and turned back his gaze on Blair.
"Serena could take the couch…" He motioned for his bed. "You can stay on my bed."
"I will not!" Blair protested immediately.
Chuck inched forward to the petite brunette he so desired. "Come on, you know you've been craving for it too…"
"You wish…" And then she pushed him away from her. "Thanks Chuck but no thanks. I'm fine here sleeping with Serena. Lord knows she needs all the protection she needs on her own birthday more than ever."
Chuck just smirked mockingly at her in response.
"Whatever, Waldorf. But don't come running to me regretting it." Chuck said as he walked away to get them something to change in and some extra covers. He still heard her response though as he walked further away from her.
"Oh I won't Chuck. Lesson learned.".
He closed his eyes and leaned on the cabinet doors to let him cool down and breathe a sigh of relief because no, he didn't want to fight with her nor remember any bad memories he himself created.
Shit.
Wow. And the night was still young.
God, he hated Georgina. Always have, always will.
Big thanks to her in advance.
To be continued...
I think this probably one of the longest chapters ever. HAHA. So sorry for the great bore. really. But I really wanted to get over the Blair Bitch Project area and move on to new waters... I actually have alot in mind but I needed to finish it off because I wanted Georgina to enter the scene first.
I cant wait to play around with her character. Let's screw everyone up via Georgina Sparks!
Yeah I'm planning to make her kill Blair to cause Serena pain. -- KIDDING! HAHAHHAA. NO WAY. There'd be no point in this story if I finish off Blair next chapter right? Besides what about Chuck? Poor fella. Plus if it were me, Blair and Serena would be the ones kicking Georgina's ass outta town.
Wonder what that girl is going to do next really. Cant wait.
P.S. I am seriously giving up all hopes that Chuck and Blair will ever get together on the show - let alone have an actual scene together face to face, having a nice conversation or bitching about each other.. UGH.
Oh well, who knows? In the meantime, I shall satisfy my Chuck and Blair needs through here. And through reading your stories, so UPDATE them SOON.
Coz you know I love them.
THANKS!
R&R. Thanksie.
