"Chuck." Blair purred.
"Yes." His hand graised her cheek.
"Are we really going to get married?" Blair asked.
"I want to. You know I love you." Chuck kissed her. They had the greatest food and had the best sex they had ever had.
"I thought Chuck Bass doesn't do girlfriends or get married?" Blair joked about her fiance's former self.
"Yes then I stole you from Nate and then my whole world changed."
"How?"
"The only thing that could bring me happiness brought it to me. Then I fucked up."
"But know you have me again. Bass." Blair got on top of him and the rest of the day they spent right there in that cursed bed.
...
"The baby is surely there but may not last nine months." The doctor said.
"Blair." Chuck took the love of his life's hand. Hot tears formed in the corner of her eyes. She couldn't fall back into his arms. He traded her for a hotel, he had sex with Jenny Humphrey. But she couldn't help falling back in his arms. There was something about him that had a magnetic pull towards both ways.
"Were you pregnant as a teenager." Blair felt woozy. She had told no one.
"Yes, I was pregnant with his child in 11th grade. I told everyone I wasn't pregnant then I was thrilled that it miscarried it after a night drinking and partying. If it didn't miscarry I would say it was his best friend's." Blair began to breathe really fast. The doctor and Chuck were absolutely shocked. Blair had tried to kill his child. It would have been raised by her and Nate! He knew that he was untouchable in high school. No one could tame the Chuck Bass. But she did.
"That is something that doesn't really surprise me." Chuck got up from his seat and walked away. Slamming the door shut.
"What did I just do." Blair cried the tears flowing out of his eyes. "I lost the man I love and now I am losing my baby." The doctor comforted her but she was just so sad. She spilled all their history, Victrola, I love you,The toast, the hotel, Jenny, the doctor never hear something like that. It was like a soap opera. She was told to leave the office. She went to The Empire and cried. She went to The Palace and cried some more. She was a train wreck. She went to the last place she could ever think. Victrola, the burlesque club was still the same. The lights were colorful and the strippers were still thin and trying to hard. Their booth was empty. She sat down for a moment, there was a piece of CB stationary on the seat.
Blair,
Leave me alone. You lied and betrayed me. I am not here and will never come back.
Love you always,
Chuck
...
A good-looking man come up to her, she recognized the face.
"Waldorf looking gorgeous, as always. Can I buy you a drink."
"Carter you-"
"Should get the hell away from my fiancé." Chuck punched Carter Baizen in the face. Carter grabbed Chuck's shirt.
"Well she seems pretty excited for me to buy her a drink. Guess she doesn't love you like you love him." Carter smirked and let go of the shirt.
"Maybe because she has to get drunk after the sight of this." Chuck punched Carter again. They began to fight until security takes Carter and escorts him outside.
"I thought you find me repulsive and you never want to see me ever again."
"I did until I forgot this note and came back to see you and Carter together. Your bed wasn't even cold and you're inviting Carter in your pants." Chuck spat.
"It's not what it looks like." Blair cried.
"It's always that way with you."
"Chuck." Blair felt the tears come down her face.
"Just leave me alone." Chuck for some reason sat next to her. Nursing the bottle of scotch in his hands.
"Okay." Blair squeaked. She was so depressed she was willing do anything to feel better. Actually she would do those things. "I'm going to have some fun." Chuck didn't have a hold on her. She was wild when she wanted to be. He didn't want her, someone else surely will.
"Do whatever the hell you want." Chuck had a third bottle of scotch in his hand. His eyes didn't even look over to her when he talked back.
"When you are ready to talk or ready to go have some fun come to me." Blair bit her lip and went to the bar.
"What would you like." The bartender asked.
"Gin martini extra olives." Blair purred.
"Put it on my card." A buff man with golden hair and green eyes handed the bartender a black credit card. Blair looked at the man in awe. He was perfect jealousy bait. Chuck would be drowning in his own despair over her.
"Thanks, My name is... Blair." she cooed. This would be so good. He would be running to the hills when he saw this. "How bout when I finish this drink we can make this night memorable."
"You will have sex with a guy you don't know."
"You can't be worse than the guys I do know." Blair stated using what Serena first said to Humphrey.
"Who knows what will happen. Maybe I'm a kidnapper." The man joked.
"I'm a murderer so who cares."
"Sure, what the heck. Another martini for the lovely woman." The bartender put down the drink and swipped the card.
"I don't know your name." Blair switched her martini for the finished one which had been drunken by a petite red-head. They nodded at each other.
"Charles, Charles Astor. People call me Chuck." Blair was screaming in her head.
"What's your middle name." Blair asked.
"Landon why?" Charles cocked his head to the side. Thank god it's not Bartholomew
"Because you look more like a Landon than a Chuck." Blair straightened his head. They both leaned in and kissed. Blair had her eye on her Chuck. His eyes were transfixed on them. His eyes were dark and bitter. The table was full of scotch bottles. Their faces detached, Chuck quickly looked at the dancers. He could do them now if he wanted to. But he didn't. He wasn't that playboy anymore, he was going to be a father and a married man. Was sweetie that the key word.
He was shocked again today. Blair did it again. She strutted up onto the sage. She was even prettier than the first time. She did he little burlesque dance even better and then she saw Chuck just staring at her. HE pointed to his fourth finger symbolising they were still engaged. Blair took the ring off her finger and threw it back to him. She could play bad she could be dirty. With that she picked up her dress and stumbled off the stage. She walked back to Landon.
"Wow."
"This isn't my first time."
"Who's the guy you threw the ring at?" Landon asked.
"My fiancé. Now Ex I think." Blair then told him about their whole relationship. Blair never realized how much of a mess he was without her. "Now I'm pregnant with his child." Blair put her hands on her stomach.
"So you have used me as jealousy bait." Blair nodded. "Well you should have told me. Then I could have brought out the big guns." Landon then picked her up and brought her to the bathroom. Blair had the guts to wink at Chuck on the way. She saw the fire that burned inside him. He was mad. Right where she wanted him to be. She sent the tip to gossip Girl and then sat do the counter with Landon.
"I can't believe you just did that." Blair laughed.
"Well I didn't just strip in front of the whole club."
"I'm trying to be spontaneous."
"I see that." right on cue Blair's phone began to ring. She at first declined the call. The blast had to come ifrst. Thirty calls later the blast came in.
Guess B and C aren't as strong as we thought. Let's flashback to juinor year. The Queen B's pregnancy scare actually ws real. She didn't tell Chuck and now they are at war. I'm excited to see if Manhattan will last this battle.
You know you love me
XOXO Gossip Girl
Blair finally picked up her phone. "What do you want."
"To talk."
"about what."
"Us."
'Then speak."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm not." Blair was getting good at this.
"Come talk to me."
"Why."
"The phone is not the way this should be." Chuck finshed his last thing of scotch.
"Where are we meeting."
"The limo." Chuck smirked. Blair felt it through the phone.
"Be there in a minute." Blair hung up and looke at herself in the mirror. She looked perfect as always.
"Bye, thanks for everything." Blair told Landon.
"Keep in touch" He said
"Always." Blair slid off the counter and left the bathrom. She strolled out of Victrola, past his limo and started alking towards her apartment. All her stuff was at the Empire but who cared. The limo started to follow her.
"I thought you were getting in." Chuck spat.
"Oh did I say that. I meant no." Blair snapped.
"I was so excited for our talk though." he mocked. Blair is too busy argruing to notice that she is crossing against the light. Cars are zooming down the block. A black town car is driving so fast it doesn't see the girl. It drives right into her and drives off noticing what has just happened. Chuck told Arthur to stop and ran out of the car. Blair was covered in blood. "Blair. I'm sorry. This is all my fault. I'm going to go bring you to the hospital. You'll get help. Chuck picked her up and put her in the limo. Tears weld up in the corner of his eyes. For the first time he let them come down. "Lenox Hill." Chuck said. Some how there was no blood on him. He touched her cheek. She had no pulse. "Oh god Blair this is all my fault."
"I love you." Blair whispered.
"I love you also." Chuck touched her cheek. She was out of it again. Those words she said righ there made him feel like the luckiest man alive.
