A/N: Hello everyone!
First things first: Thanks to everyone who reviewed. That means so much to me!
Now a not so happy theme: I think it's about time to get some things clear. Yes, this story isn't sugar and spice at all, but there are too many pure fluff stories anyways. The intention was never to annoy anyone of you. But I'm not the fluff-writer type (at all).
I promised a happily ever after for Chair and Serenate and I'm a woman of my word so don't worry. But until then, please accept that these "fights" before were necessary for the story. They need to work out their issues from the past to get a happy future. You need to trust me in this point. I hope you enjoy this chapter and give me a review. I'm also so happy about the reviews!
I'd like to thank especially my amazing beta Emilee. Without you, this story wouldn't be as successful as it is.
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Chuck took his place in the driver's seat, Serena next to him. Nate was on the left of the backseat, Eric in the middle, Blair on the right. When they made their way to the airport, nobody talked for a while. Chuck eyed the street and everyone else stared out of the window, except Eric who eyed one after the other. He saw that Blair constantly blinked her tears back. He laid an arm around her and rubbed gently on her back. Blair flinched at the touch at first. Even with Chuck Bass as her boyfriend, she wasn't used to physical contact. She was Eleanor's daughter, after all, and her mother never had time for cuddling. Her father hadn't had the time, and Nate was not the cuddling type either. So she simply wasn't used to it.
She looked thankfully at Eric, and he nodded. Chuck watched the scenario in the driving mirror.
"Blair, would you mind telling me why you slapped Serena and why I shouldn't talk to you?" Chuck asked angrily. Blair acted like she didn't hear him.
"Blair, answer him," Nate commanded and she gave him a death glare that would make even the worst desperado run for his life. But she didn't say a word.
"Serena, what happened?" Chuck demanded to know. He knew it was risky business to interrogate her right now. He was positive that Blair would use it against him eventually. He could hear the "go and ask Serena" line already. No response either.
"Okay, you guys. I'm about losing it. Eric?" Chuck asked, annoyed.
"Oh, no. No way in hell will I join that little messed up game of yours. You all made your bed. Now lie in it, stop complaining, and, most importantly, stop annoying me!" Eric said nonchalantly.
"Eric, when did you become so mean?" Serena asked with anger and confusion.
"When I couldn't take your stupid behavior anymore. And I mean all of you!"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Blair asked meekly.
"That means that you -" he pointed at Blair "- are in love with Chuck. And Serena is in love with Nate. No, no, no!" he cut her off as she took a deep breath before saying something "- you are, Serena. For long enough now. And Nate loves you, Serena, as well as Chuck loves Blair. So all of you could be perfectly happy, but no, you've got to be so stubborn and mess it all up. All the time! There's no way people can be legally this stupid!"
The silence was overwhelming for several minutes.
"Eric's right," Nate admitted.
"FINALLY, some sense," Eric said happily.
"No, he's not," Blair replied bitterly.
"Of course he is!" Chuck nearly yelled.
"No! He's not. This time you put it over the top," Blair said, voice breaking.
"I want to know, NOW, what you two talked about. Everything," Chuck commanded. Eric sighed.
"Serena told Blair what date it was, Chuck," Eric explained.
Chuck frowned and eyed Blair in the driving mirror. She started sobbing and Eric hugged her.
"I'll make it up to you, baby. You know it, Blair!" Chuck begged.
"And here I need to ask myself how much you really know about that night, Chuck," Blair said wittily.
Flashback.
The night before Blair's fourteenth birthday. She slept over with Serena. The girls had their own little pre-party. Serena had ordered a little pie and a bottle of Blair's favorite raspberry syrup. It was their 'thing'. They poured themselves syrup with soda in cocktail glasses and pretended that it was Cosmopolitan.
Blair lay on Serena's bed, staring at the ceiling.
"Serena, I don't think that Nate's the one for me," Blair admitted meekly.
"WHAT? You can't be serious, Blair. You're in love with him since forever," Serena responded in shock.
"I know. But I dunno. It didn't feel like what you told me about this blonde boy you said that you like," Blair said. It was true. Serena always made out with several guys but kept talking about a certain nameless blonde one.
"What are you going to do about it, Blair?" Serena asked, concerned.
"I don't know."
"Do you have a crush on someone else?"
Blair turned around to face Serena and nodded once. This was Serena's moment. She never meant to hurt Blair but if Blair had someone new, she could be with Nate.
"Who?" Serena demanded to know. Blair bit her bottom lip. This wasn't an easy thing to admit. "Come on, B. You can tell me everything!"
"Chuck." BOOM. The silence exploded the room. Chuck Bass of all people. Chuck Bass who got drunk on every possibility. Chuck Bass who lost his virginity to Georgina at thirteen! Chuck Bass that screwed every girl that was halfway pretty and was willing to get screwed. The Chuck Bass that made Blair's knees week when he eyed her….
"You've got to be kidding, Blair. Motherchucking Basstard?" Serena asked in disbelief.
"I knew I shouldn't have told you," Blair pouted.
"Oh my god, you ARE serious. Well, what can I say Blair?"
"Probably it's best you say nothing at all," Blair whispered. Her head spun.
"Oh, I know what to do. Tomorrow you'll try on my new dresses, okay?"
The next day. The eating disorder and the breakdown went over, and Serena was so angry and upset for Blair that she did what she thought was clever: made sure that Chuck would stay the hell away from Blair. The night, unfortunately, didn't turn out the way Serena planned. In fact, it ended drunken, stoned, confused (more than ever) and deflowered by Chuck while Blair was at the hospital with Nate right by her side. After this Nate and Blair were closer than ever and Serena became a she-Chuck who got around.
Blair told the story until the breakdown and Chuck flinched.
"So, thank you, sis', for making our life living hell for more than four years now."
"Oh, as if you didn't enjoy this mess," Serena spat back.
"ENOUGH NOW! What matters is the future. As soon as this plane takes off, everything in the past will be forgiven and forgotten. Understood?" Eric commanded, and much to his surprise, all of them nodded. But what he didn't know was how badly the four wanted to forgive and forget and just wanted to be happy. Now the chance was finally there and nobody wanted to screw it up this time. They would take this plane and go in a future that was a leap in the dark. They needed each other, all of them knew it somewhere inside of them.
They arrived at the airport and Javier greeted them with his greasy smile.
"My friends, you made it. So follow me." He lead the way and passed the controls. Finally they got on a private gate.
"Plane will take off as soon as you're in," Javier said, reaching out his hand to Chuck. Chuck nodded bitterly and let the car keys drop in his hand.
"Chuck!" Blair said in disbelief.
"It's okay, Blair. Let's just go." And so they entered the small private jet.
"Chuck, you gave away our car. What are we going to do without any wheels?" Blair asked confusedly.
"Look, Blair. Where we're going, we won't need one anyways. Just trust me," he promised as he kissed her on the cheek and pulled her into the seat next to him. Eric took place on the opposite of them and Serena and Nate on the seats next to them on the other side of the aisle.
"Where are we going to stay there?" Serena asked curiously as she took Nate's hand and pulled it closer to her.
"A house. Much better than the last one, I promise," Chuck said.
"Who's house?" Blair asked.
"Mine," Chuck said shortly, face grim.
"What? You own a house in Havana?" Blair asked in disbelief.
"Yep. Manhattan road. Haha, pathetic, isn't it?" Chuck chuckled.
"When did you buy it?" Nate asked confusedly.
"Didn't. I inherited it."
"From whom?" Blair interrogated him.
"My mom."
There was a short silence.
"Then I bet it's beautiful," Blair said at last, voice soft. Chuck nodded shortly.
And this was the end of their conversation. Everyone knew that Chuck's mother was the ultimate taboo. No one really knew when she died, but that she did, and that was all Chuck would tell them.
Flashback.
"It's so boring!" Serena moaned as she sat on the bench in Central Park next to her best friends. Nate, Chuck, Serena and Blair: all eleven years old and bored.
"Let's play truth or dare!" Blair suggested. It was her favorite game.
"Oh yes!" Serena clapped her hands happily. "Okay, who starts?"
"Me, of course!" Blair said; Chuck and Nate rolled her eyes.
"Nate, I dare you to buy flowers and lay them down on a grave in the cemetery."
"Blair, that's sick."
"Let's just do it! We put them on a grave that's obviously isn't visited often. So the person in it has flowers at least once! It's sweet!"
"Only you can choose such a pathetic dare, Waldorf."
"Oh, if you're afraid of the cemetery, stay here, Baby Bass," she teased and it was enough for Chuck to jump on his feet and walk ahead.
Thirty minutes later, they stood at the gate of the cemetery, Nate with a bouquet of lilies in his hand.
"Let's go up the hill, where the big tombstones are," Blair commanded and they walked up the hill. On the first grave, Nate stopped.
"Here, Blair. Then we can go," Nate suggested.
"No, no, no," Blair said as she walked along the line. One big tombstone caught her attention because on the grave was a big bouquet of red roses.
"Wow, look at that. Who would put such a big bouquet on such an old grave..?" Blair paused and leaned over to read. "The name says Misty… -- Bass," Blair said and her voice broke. It was the most shocking moment in her life so far. She turned around to face Chuck and he gave her a death glare. It was the moment Nate and Serena also realized what they just discovered.
"But Chuck, you said she left you," Blair whispered in disbelief.
"She did. Don't you see that?" Chuck said, turning around and making his way back to the palace.
"Give me that!" Blair shouted at Nate as she snatched the flowers from him and put it gently down on Chuck's mom's grave. After this event, nobody ever mentioned Chuck's mother again.
A/N. So the next chapter will be a travel around in the city of Havana. And it's going to be fun. Just so much: Some dancing will be involved ;-) DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW, please!
(For those of you who like my other stories as well: As part of a promise to one of my sisters, I'll start a second story very soon. But in it Dair is the main couple. (my sister love dan for some unknown reason^^). But to make that up to you, I wrote another One-Shot about Blair and Chuck. So watched out for it :-))
As usual are ideas how to continue and suggestions for improvement highly requested!!!