Here's the next installment guys! Thanks a lot for all the feedback to the last chapter. Sorry i haven't gotten back to any of the reviews, but i'll try to do so later on today if i even have time for it. And this chapter explains the reasoning behind Blair's behavior last chapter. I know some of you were surprised I took that direction with it, but I have to slow it down sometimes. Or else I'll just end up writing sex scene after sex scene with no story line LOL...which wouldn't be half bad either :-) Anyway, let me know what you think of this chapter. Happy Readings! xoxo
Serena watched her nervous friend pacing back and forth in front of her couch. It was funny really. Blair was always so prim and proper. When she came over to the apartment she shared with Dan, she was usually very stoic, not wanting to touch many surfaces considering "sex germs" probably hid in every corner of the apartment. But ever since Chuck Bass had reentered their lives, or more specifically Blair's life, Serena had found herself playing hostess to a very jittery Blair as of late. A pacing, frantic Blair that seemed caged, dazed and confused. She fought hard the urge to smile.
"So what brings you to my humble abode?" Serena asked mockingly, trying to ease the tension that Blair had brought into the room. "You sounded very flustered this morning? What happened on the date?"
Blair stopped her pacing and stood right before Serena. Plopping down on the coffee table, she hid her face behind her hands and began shaking her head. "Oh God, S..."
"What Blair?" Serena asked slowly as she pulled Blair's hands away from her face and stared the anxious brunette straight in the eyes. "Somethings different about you..." Serena trailed off as she looked at her friend intently. Something was different. There was a sparkle, a flush, a tint there hadn't been before.
"What? No. No nothing is different," Blair was quick to defend herself.
"Ooooo!" Serena squealed as she caught on to the familiar expression in her friend's eyes. She had to admit, she hadn't seen it in quite a long time, but seen it she had. "You guys had sex!" Serena shouted even louder.
"Serena please! Dan could come out here and hear your loud ass mouth. No correction, he could hear you from in there!"
"You did, didn't you?" Serena said gingerly. "I knew it. I'm really good at noticing this kind of thing..."
"That's besides the point," Blair huffed out as she pulled her knee length skirt even tighter around her legs.
"Ah-ha! Oh God. How was it?" Serena asked excitedly, sitting on the edge of her seat and bouncing like a little girl.
Blair glared at her. God, can she be anymore weird? This is so uncomfortable...
"Serena, this is so uncomfortable... And you know, Chuck is your "brother." Why do you want to know how your "brother" is in bed?" Blair chirped, attempting to dissuade Serena from carrying on with the conversation.
But Serena was just as stubborn as she was. "I don't care. And I'm not asking for specific details... I'm just asking if you enjoyed yourself. Did your toes curl? Did you climax like the good ol' days?" Serena teased and earned herself a swift slap over the head by a very flustered and rosy colored Blair.
"Oh, God...I'm never going to live this one down..." Blair groaned.
"Are you going to tell me? Or should I call Chuck? I'm sure he'll love to come over and chat with us," Serena joked as she sat Indian style on the couch. "Now come. Sit here next to me and tell me all about it..."
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"And you threw him out of your office?" Serena asked in obvious shock. A shock which Blair didn't really understand, considering things from her point of view. And Serena should be seeing things from her point of view. That's what friends were for!
"Well I didn't throw him out, Serena. I just suggested he leave and that we'd talk things over later." See. Perfect sense.
"But, Blair...and don't get mad...but weren't you the one who wanted to talk? And then when he starts talking, you kick him out?"
"I didn't kick him out!"
"OK. Technicality. But you did end the conversation before it even started, when you were the one that wanted to have the conversation in the first place..." Serena said, unable to contain the confusion from spreading across her face.
"Ugh! You don't get it." Blair stood flustered and began pacing once again. "You don't understand how he was looking at me. How he said those things to me. He sounded so hurt. So sincere. I didn't want to go down that road again..."
"But what were you expecting then. You wanted him to have sex with you, slap you on the ass- which he did- and call it a night. You wanted him to thank you for a good time and walk away. You would've been pissed off. You would've wanted more."
"I don't know OK! I don't know what I wanted. All I know is that I was scared. I looked into his eyes and I started to feel things. It's as if he's never left Serena. And I don't know if you can understand what that means...but it scares me."
Serena stood up and hugged her, unable to offer any words of wisdom or comfort her in any other way. Things with Chuck&Blair were always a whirlwind accident waiting to happen. There was never an easy way. "Blair... why are you so afraid to give it a chance again? You obviously feel something for him. And so does he. I mean he's gone through all this trouble, the Lock & Key party, showing up at dinner, at your home. Everywhere. Why are you so afraid to let him in again?"
"Because he hurt me! He hurt me more than you. More than Nate. More than my mom. He was the one person I relied on more than anyone else. He was always there for me through all the hard times in my life. And then one day he just disappeared. Walked out of my life without even fighting for me. Fighting for us. He hurt me in a way I didn't think was possible after all the betrayal I had endured. And if I let him in again, I'm afraid he'll hurt me even worse than before. That's what scares me. He scares me. The way I feel about him scares me," Blair cried against Serena's shirt, clutching her like a lifeline and refusing to let go.
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"So she just told you to leave?" Nate asked incredulously as he sat across Chuck at the Van der Bass Palace suite.
"Yes, essentially," Chuck bit out bitterly as he took a swig of his vodka.
"Wow..." Nate said in obvious surprise. "Did you not do it right?" he joked.
Chuck stared at him with red rimmed eyes. He hadn't slept much the night before. Giving Blair time was not a good enough option for him. "No Nathaniel. I know what she likes. And I don't need any pointers from you either," Chuck grunted as he sipped another bit of his drink.
Nate laughed quietly and then turned serious. "Sorry. It's not funny I know. So what are you going to do?"
"I don't know. She doesn't want to talk. She doesn't want to talk and I do. How ironic."
"Yeah. But you know how stubborn she is," Nate threw back, stating the obvious and only serving to irritate Chuck.
"Yes. Thanks Nathaniel. I wasn't aware of that."
"Sorry Chuck, but if I were you- and this is just Nathaniel talking- I wouldn't give her any time. Blair doesn't need time. She needs to be put in her place. Forced to meet things head on. And not in a rough way...unless of course you two are into that kind of thing."
"Nathaniel shut up. On the last part at least," Chuck said roughly. "But you actually make a good point. Queen Blair needs to be taught a lesson or two, and I think I'm just the man to show it to her."
Nate laughed.
Chuck grinned.
The pretty one usually did have his uses.