Alice's POV

A vision flashed in front of my golden eyes.

'What is it,' my wonderful Jasper asked worriedly as I pulled away from his kiss.

'Blair knows,' I whispered, my surprised expression mirrored in Jasper's face.

Blair's POV

Chuck and I stayed up most of the night plotting against the Cullens. As dawn broke we had collapsed onto Chuck's double bed exhausted. Only a few hours later I woke with Chuck's sleeping face just inches from mine. At first I did a double take but then slowly moved back to my original position when it was clear Chuck was still asleep. His handsome face was peaceful, all signs of cunning and malice wiped away. His gentle breathing relaxed me after one of the most stressful nights of my life.

In the party the plan to embarrass the Cullens had failed miserably. They didn't seem too bothered about anything I or the minions did. It had been humiliating. It was around the time when I had given up trying to 'accidentally' spill my drink down Nessie's and Bella's dresses that I had noticed Carter, Rosalie and Chuck were missing. I searched the club but saw no sign of them when I heard Alice Cullen gasp on my right. She had been arguing with Isabel and was now staring into the distance with a blank expression on her face. Before anyone could move she dashed away. I had only thought she was even weirder at the time.

I had motioned the minions away from the Cullens at that point. Our plan wasn't working. Maybe next social event we're get even. Rosalie and Alice had appeared then suddenly far too fast. Emmett had instantly hugged Rosalie, who looked like she was crying. They vanished as quickly as they came, Emmett holding Rosalie close. Jealously twitched in my body. No guy would do that for me. Not even my lousy date, Carter. I wondered where he was. Chuck was still missing too.

Ah, there's Chuck entering from the door that leads upstairs. He looked worried and even slightly scared. Something must have happened; he had just passed the slut in the freshman year without giving her a second glance. He settled by the bar drowning glass after glass of vodka.

'Are you alright B?' Nelly asked timidly.

I nodded still looking at Chuck. He glanced at the back door again then to the Cullens. I too gazed over to them. Heads bend over they seemed to be in a rapid conversation. I wondered vaguely what it was about. Then the sophomore couple screamed and my world was turned upside down.

My annoyance with Carter vanished swiftly. He was dead. The ground disappeared beneath my feet and I felt I was falling. I was just aware of being pulled away by my girls and pushed into my limo. The world became a swirling mass of bright colours, loud voices and the unmistakable scent of a scandal; the biggest scandal ever to hit the Upper East Side.

I couldn't sleep when I arrived home. Mother was out with her lame boyfriend Cyprus so the house was my own. Dorota tried to calm me down but after screaming at her for the millionth time she left me alone. My thoughts were on the evidence which all pointed at Chuck. He hated Carter, was jealous Carter was my date; he had been in the part of the club just before Carter's body was found and he was on edge when I had seen him. But then there was Rosalie in near tears and Alice dashing off. What was that about? I had blocked those thoughts out and knew I needed to see Chuck. I had rushed from my bedroom, tumbled down the stairs, ignoring the frightened cries from Dorota and ran to Chuck's penthouse. My hair was wild and I felt like I had run a marathon. There I had found Chuck gazing at the night's sky in his room.

'Blair. What's the matter?' he asked glancing at his watch.

'You…you…' I breathed heavily, 'you… kill Carter.'

'No I didn't!' Chuck shouted shocked, 'Rosalie Hale did,'

I stared at him, my mouth wide open. Silence dragged on, both of us standing like statues.

'Rosalie.' I gasped, 'but how?'

'I don't know, I heard her admit to it,' Chuck muttered, staring at his feet.

'Have you told anyone?' I asked curiously.

'Not a soul,'

'Don't. We could use this.' I began to pace up and down, 'Bart and Lily wouldn't mind me staying over will they?'

'No. You're practically family.' Chuck said, sitting down on his bed.

'Good. Because we need a plan. A plan to outsmart the Cullens…'

My thoughts came back to the present. Chuck continued to sleep next to me. Reaching down I stroked a lock of stray dark hair away form his forehead. He smiled in his dreams and nudged closer to me. I tensed then relaxed as his head touched my breast lightly. We hadn't been like this in ages. Chuck's arm rested on my waist unconscientiously. I felt the desire to kiss him on the mouth. Leaning across my lips inched closer to his. Closer and closer…

Then a loud knock sent me flying. I kicked Chuck off me. He landed on the other side of the bed and in surprise fell off the edge with a thud. Muffled laughter hit my ears and I glared angrily at the door to the culprit, Serena.

'Oh, don't give me that look,' Serena gasped between laughs, 'you both look hilarious,' Serena descended into more giggles.

I glanced at Chuck. It was true, he looked comical. His dark hair was sticking up in all directions; his shirt from last night was ruffled and on his face was the most bewildered expression I had ever seen. Soon I was laughing with Serena while Chuck stared at us in fake anger.

'Serena why did you come here? I know it was not to be in my company at least,' Chuck drawled in what was meant to be uncaring and cool but his appearance distracted from the affect.

'Oh, the Cullens are here,' Serena said unfeelingly, missing the glance between Chuck and me.

'All the Cullens,' I managed to get out. What if Rosalie was here?

'No. Rosalie isn't here or Mrs Cullen. Dr Cullen said Rosalie feels ill. That's why she left the party early last night,' Serena said. I nearly snorted. If she was really ill I would give away my whole wardrobe to people in Africa, 'so she's at home with Mrs Cullen taking care of her. The rest of the family are here.' Serena continued.

Chuck and I glanced at each other again. We needed to play it cool. Maybe the Cullens didn't know we knew. Only time would tell.

'Serena would you tell everyone we'll be down in a few minutes.' Chuck said carefully.

'Ok. Blair if you need clothes you can go into my room,' Serena remarked helpfully as she left the room.

'Chuck what do we do?' I asked nervously.

'Shh. Let me think. Go get changed,' Chuck gestured me out frowning deeply.

Five minutes later I entered his room again wearing Serena's clothes. Chuck had changed into a purple suit and was doing up a pattern tie.

'Let me do it,' I reached up to him. Our faces were so close, just as close as before Serena came in. I could fell his breath on my face. Instantly I tilted nearer but Chuck moved away.

'That's perfect. Thanks,' he smiled down at me.

My heart skipped a beat.

'What are we going to do?' I asked smiling back.

'Act normal for a little bit then get one of them, I think Alice seeing as she certainly knows Rosalie murdered Carter, into a room alone. I'm going with the spare bedroom next to Eric's. We'll tell her we'll go to the police if she doesn't do what we say.'

'What are our demands?'

'Wait and see,' Chuck winked at me, sending my heart into overdrive. Offering me his arms we descended downstairs.

Everyone was gathered in the lounge area: Lily and Bart Bass, Serena and Eric, Dr Cullen and Emmett, Edward, Alice, Bella, Jasper, Jacob and Nessie. Dr Cullen was in discussion with Lily and Bart while the teenagers talked quietly. They all stopped when we walked in.

'Oh Blair. I didn't know you were here,' Lily said surprised.

'I came here with Chuck after the party,' I said.

'She kicked me onto the couch,' Chuck joked making everyone laugh.

'We just came to pay our respects,' Dr Cullen said, 'we don't where Carter lives or his parents so we thought here as it happened in your property.'

'Yes. That was unfortunate. There will be an inquiry and already the press has arrived like vultures.' Bart said solemnly. I got the impression he couldn't care less about Carter's death and more about the effect it would have on Bass Industries.

'Of course. Have they found anything about the cause of death yet?'

'The doctor looking at the body said Carter's neck had been snapped with quite a force. The murderer must be far stronger than a body builder to do that damage the doctor reported,' at this Nessie and Jacob glanced quickly at each other. Strange. Then Edward glared at me. I glared back until he looked away. 'And the bizarre thing was the forensic scientists couldn't find any fingerprints. It was as though Carter just dropped dead while breaking his neck in the process.' Bart was shaking his head in astonishment.

'That is strange,' Dr Cullen answered shooting his children the tiniest of glances.

That was my evidence… the doctor knew his adopted daughter had killed Carter and here he was covering her tracks. Displacing any idea that one of the wonderful Cullens could do anything wrong. I wondered what would happen if I shouted that Rosalie murdered Carter. How would the Cullens react?

'Edward, are you all right?' Lily asked motherly.

I looked at Edward. His face was blank but I could detect the slight hint of fear. What was wrong with this boy? It was like he could hear my thoughts.

'I'm fine, really. Um… could I speak to Chuck and Blair for a moment? I don't quite understand a French assignment we've been given.' Edward smiled sweetly at Lily who was looking like a love struck teenager. I'm not even in his French class. What a lie. He obviously wants to speak to Chuck and me on our own.

'Of course. Blair, Chuck,' Lily gestured for us to follow Edward.

'I think I'll come too,' Alice said in her annoying sing-song voice, 'Emmett, Jasper, you don't get it either. Do you?' Alice grabbed Jasper's pale hand and the six of us when into the spare room down the hall.

Emmett closed the door quietly then stood in front of it like a bodyguard. Edward was frowning while Alice held Jasper's hand still. Instantly I felt a wave of fear and unease. Why was I panicking? I twitched nervously with my hands.

'Listen, we know you know that Rose killed Carter,' Edward whispered, his dark golden eyes scorching, 'but what's the point in telling the police? There's no cold, hard evidence; just a conversation that Chuck heard.'

'That counts as evidence.' Chuck said loudly. Edward shook his head.

'Not when there are hundreds of witnesses that can say that they saw you drinking before the incidence. You could easily be imagining it or making it up. Everyone knows you don't like us.' Edward's voice turned hypnotic.

'But…but…what if I do tell the police, what are you going to do?' Chuck stepped forward but stepped back just as another wave of fear hit me.

'Then we'll tell the police you're making up that story to save your own skin. Who are they going to believe more? The drunken playboy who is known for lying and violence or the new spotless teens who weren't drunk and have spotless records. I know who I'll pick.' Edward was smiling smugly knowing victory was his.

More fear hit me again and again. Nervousness slipped in. I wanted to cry. Our plan was backfiring greatly.

'I…I…' Chuck ran out of words and sat down on the bed in defeat.

'Just keep your mouths shut and we won't say anything,' Alice said, patting Chuck's head, 'you know it's for the best.'

'If you want someone to go behind bars we could find a known rapist or murderer if you want justice,' Edward words should have shocked me but all I felt was fear. How does he know murderers and rapists?

'Ok,' Chuck's voice was barely audible. The fear and nervousness slowly disappeared.

'Well I'm glad that's settled.' Emmett's booming voice made me jump after the quiet tension in the room. 'I was getting worried Rose would be put in prison. How would I get my sexy time then?'

Edward, Alice and Jasper exchanged a glance and rolled their eyes.

'Come on Emmett lets go home. Hopefully Rose feels better.' Alice took hold of his arm and led him out.

Edward and Jasper remained. Another wave of dread knocked me.

'Just remember. Don't tell anyone what you heard and neither of you ends up in prison,' Edward said slyly. More terror filled me as the two extremely pale boys exited.

AN: How did you find it? This is quite a bit longer than other chapters so hoped you enjoyed. Aren't the Cullens slightly evil…?

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