I've been rewatching some Nair Gossip Girl episodes so I'm full of inspiration right now, get ready for a rockin' chapter ;) thank you for all of your reviews and keep them coming, I look forward to them. Also if you have any requests for future stories or one shots feel free to inbox me or leave a comment, I'd gladly accept a challenge.
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Song: Gloria
''Blair, I'll need you to take over some of Nate's stuff this week'' Epperly said and put a dozen of binders in front of her
Blair looked up in confusion ''What do you mean? Why can't Nate do it?''
''He didn't tell you? I thought you two were close-'' so did Blair ''- he's not coming back this week, he's taking some time off''
Blair nodded in silence and took the binders, pretending she wasn't upset. She hadn't talked to him for three days now. Ever since he pissed her off that night and she went home with Marco.
Except she didn't. She went home alone and made an excuse of being tired, she started doing it a lot lately. She spent the whole night crying for God knows what reason.
Nate called the first two days. She didn't answer. Then he just stopped calling. And now….now he wasn't even showing up to work.
''Nathanial, what's the cause of your sorrow? You've done nothing but sleep and soak your depression in brandy. And unfortunately brandy is not the name of a girl'' Chuck said seeing him first in the day. He was still in the same position he was when he saw him last night, sprawled on the lounge, drink in hand.
''Good evening to you too Chuck'' he said bitterly
Chuck gave him a look and shook his head; he was probably still drunk from last night…or the night before.
''Who ever she is, she's not worth it''
Nate closed his eyes for a moment. He opened they soon after, it was not doing its work. All he could see was her in the darkness. He wanted to get rid of her; he wanted to just see darkness. That's what all the alcohol was for.
Then Chuck's words reached his ears. Not worth it. Was she? Yes in a friend/support/quality kind of way. No in a get drunk/fall in to a pit of self loathing and depression kind. She wasn't his anymore (although he never really had the right to claim her in the first place, he just liked being possessive) he has to deal with it.
She's tired of problems that you caused her mind
Tired of all those lies in your freak show
Tired of being alone at night
Being the lowest cat on earth
So Gloria steps out from the prison
Gloria's no longer the wasted disco girl
You've been dreaming about
Gloria, alone now forever
Gloria, away in the air now
Gloria, she's no longer your slave, no, no
''There's no-there's no 'she' '' he slurred
''Mhm'' Chuck murmured, not at all convinced
Nate always had a problem of keeping his tongue behind his teeth when he was drunk, it was very evident right about now.
''Fine-'' he started, rubbing his temple, trying to release the head ache creeping trough his skull ''-there might be-'' he said but stopped ''-no,no….there was-'' he shook his head ''-maybe-'' Chuck couldn't help but chuckle at his friend's 'ability' to make sentences while drunk ''-okay, there was a 'she' but that 'she' is gone now-'' he laid it off his chest ''-for good''
''Dear Nathanial, you were with a sea of beautiful, amazing, perky, so on girls in your 25 years of existence, why so caught on that one? And don't even try to say you aren't, you're drowning yourself in a mixture of the finest opium, I'm surprised you can still talk-'' he looked over his ruffled presence ''-you haven't gone out of the Empire or slept around for days. She must be a hell of something''
''Well, there was something-'' Nate started, a bit unsure of whether it was a good idea to tell Chuck or not.
''Let me guess-'' he took a sip of his own drink ''-hmmm,what could keep the almighty Archibald so caught up on a girl like that-'' he then smirked and looked at Nate ''-mind-blowing sex?''
''Mind-blowing sex'' Nate repeated louder,his eyes widening ''Of course that's it'' he said, it seemed like a good revelation.
That must be it. He still refused to admit there were any feelings involved, and to be fair, the sex was mind-blowing, she was extraordinary.
Nate gritted his teeth together and put the glass down on the table. He didn't need to think any more of how perfect in everything she was, it became annoying…hurtful at last. He has never been so confused in days. It was like she held a posture over him. He has never felt this way in his life, never been so caught on to someone. She was supposed to be a meaningless fling, fun. Now she became the biggest 'mistake' in his life. Labeling her as a mistake sounded right, but it didn't feel like it. He knew she wasn't, but his drunken mind did.
He supposed he deserved it, being in this kind of state. From all the girls he made suffer, sweet talking them in to bed, all the promised calls he never returned, drinks he poured in to them. He was surprised God didn't punish him earlier.
''Blair, what's going on, you're kind of…distracted'' Marco said holding her hand. She smiled at him and stopped her musings
''Oh, sorry about that, it's nothing….I'm just tired from work and all-'' she lied trough her teeth. Well it wasn't that big of a lie, she was extremely tired, but it was not caused by her job, it was because of Nate. It's been a week since they last spoke. As Epperly told her he took some time off, she didn't know where he was, how he was doing, or what the hell was going on with him. It was driving her insane. She still refused to call him though. She wouldn't give him the pleasure. But something could easily happen to him and she would never forgive herself for being the cause of it.
''-I think I'm just going to go now'' she excused herself poorly and grabbed her coat
''Blair-'' he walked up behind her ''-this is the third time this week you're ''tired'', is there something wrong? Did I do something?''
She turned around while slapping on her coat ''No, don't worry, I'm just-''
''-if there was something, you would tell me about it, right?'' Marco said confused
''-Yes, of course. I'm sorry baby…I just need a night off, okay? I promise I'll call you'' she said and let him kiss her quickly before she went.
She intentionally took the longest route home. She was walking for some time now, staring at his name on her phone for the good part of it. To call or not to call? All she had to do was press the button.
She was home when she finally broke.
''Damn it'' she cursed silently and pressed her phone to her face.
No answer.
And who dare he think he was, not answering her call. He was lucky she even cared. Too bad he didn't feel the same. For all she knew he could be with two fresh of the runway models right now, ''having the time of his life''.
''You need to forget about her Nate, there are other fishes in the sea, especially when you're wealthy and got quite the reputation you have'' Chuck commented
''My reputation? You mean everyone knowing I'm a heartbreaker-'' he said sarcastically ''- and a man whore, yeah quite a reputation''
''You're looking at it a whole lot wrong, you know how girls are, one of them tries it, in this case you….all of the other ones want to do it too'' he said and smirked, Nate didn't find it humorous, if anything it made him feel even more like a slut he knew he was.
Chuck got of the lounge and left the room to refill his scotch. He returned back to an empty suite.
''When did New York get so confusing'' he murmured silently, cruising the streets of New York, drunk as a sailor, trying to orientate himself in the direction of her building and failing.
Somehow he still remembered her address. He hailed a cab as he could and stumbled in, giving the directions to the driver.
Half an hour later he was a street away from her home. He knew where he was so he got out on the spot. Maybe some fresh air wouldn't be so bad. He would come to regret that decision moments after. For one he was only wearing a half-unbuttoned dress shirt and NY was freezing at this time of the night.
He sloppily took out his Experia from his pants pocket and hit speed dial. Three rings after, she picked up.
''Nate?'' she said, her voice sounded so scared….maybe she was with her boyfriend now and didn't want him to know who she was talking to. Anger ran trough him and he grabbed the phone harder.
Blair was about to hung up when she heard commotion on the other side of the line. The first thing she heard was his deep breathing.
''Are you with him right now?'' he slurred, he was probably drunk his ass off
''Why did you call me?'' she asked trying to sound angry, in all honesty she was relieved he was okay. Then again how okay was he really?
She heard him laugh bitterly ''Aren't we supposed to be friends-'' he said it with hate, like he was mocking their friendship ''-aren't I allowed to call you?'' he was practically yelling
''Nate-'' she raised her voice ''-what's going on-'' she debated whether to say the next thing or not ''-I'm worried about you''
''Why do you suddenly care?'' he said with equal bitterness as before
She sighed. Because I do, I care about you she said to herself ''You know what, you're right-'' she said, her voice still hurt ''-I don't'' she was a second away from hanging up, his low voice stopped her, and frightened her at least
''Don't-'' he said simply, she didn't understand whatever it meant ''don't just leave me Blair-'' it was the last thing he said to her before she heard a loud screeching of the tires and a hit.
To be continued
I know it's kind of short, but I didn't want to make you wait for the new chapter any longer :) since I still have a lot of stuff to do at least I can leave you with something good. The more you review, the faster I update xo L
