Tormented artists break into big time

Blair stepped out of the elevator, a little nervous. She told Damon that there was some place she needed to go in order to become the person he deserved by his side. She didn't tell him it was to see Chuck as he probably wouldn't let her go through with it. This was something she knew, she had to do, something she needed for herself. She had no idea how Chuck would react to seeing her, but she wanted to make sure he was doing well.

"Chuck?" she called out.

Chuck walked into the lounge room to see Blair there, she looked nervous and it looked so wrong, for ages everything that happened between them was so effortless and natural but now it was awkward, it wasn't right at all.

"Look who finally came to her senses"

"I called Nate, he told me you haven't left your room in days. Damon and I are still very much in love"

"So why are you here"

Blair turned around to see Chuck walk in and let out a deep breath. "You look good." she said. "How have you been?"

Chuck scoffed at her comment, he didn't look good, he looked drugged. "Fine." he lied.

Blair approached him, her hand reaching out to his arm. "Chuck, I'm worried about you. Have you been drinking?" she asked, even though she knew the answer to the question. Empty bottles of liquor were scattered all over the place. It was a mess.

"Is the pope catholic?" Chuck replied tiredly, "You have no reason to be worried about me, just worry about your precious Damon." he said, not bothering to hide the distaste in his voice as he walked away from her and into the kitchen to sit on a stool.

Blair sighed as she picked up a few empty bottles and tossed it into the trash as she followed him into the kitchen. "Look at yourself, Chuck. I do have a reason to be worried about you. You need to fix yourself up." she said. "Have you even showered yet?" she asked. He looked like he hadn't even changed clothes.

Chuck rolled his eyes, "What's the point? I have nowhere to be." He hadn't left the penthouse since Blair had visited him that morning when she left him for Damon. "Well, stop worrying about me, it's only going to make things worse."

I don't see how worrying about you is going to make things worse, Chuck." she said. She hated that he was acting so cold towards her. She disappeared off to his bedroom, pulling a new set of clothes from his closet and placed it on his bed before coming back out into the kitchen. She approached Chuck, taking the almost empty bottle in his hand. "Go take a shower and I'll cook dinner for us, okay? Please don't make this hard for both of us."

Chuck nodded his head stiffly, he knew he smelt bad and that he needed to clean himself up a bit, he walked towards his bathroom without saying anything to Blair.

He stood under the water and let it rinse him off as he reached for his razor, shaving himself clean. He got out of the shower and dried himself off before putting the clothes Blair had laid out for him, he walked out into the kitchen again and watched Blair make them dinner in silence, searching for a bottle of scotch, either he had drunk them all or Blair had hidden them.

Blair placed the food in front of Chuck and sat down across him. He looked like he hadn't had a decent meal in awhile. "You need to stop doing this to yourself, you know." she said as she began to eat her food. "I broke your heart, remember? I'm not worth all this." she told him, gesturing towards the messy suite.

Chuck looked at her like she was crazy, "Don't say that." he said quietly, it broke him to see her thinking that she wasn't worth it. "I don't need to stop anything, this is what i was like before you danced for me at Victrola, remember? They say old habits die hard, and i'm just getting back into who i really am." He picked up his food with his fork and took a mouth full, he had been drinking without food in his stomach and it was a good feeling when the food entered him.

Does it look like i'm trying to be better?" He asked her, pointing out the mess of his suite, "You don't understand, business is the reason why we went down hill, it got to my head. Maybe my dad was right, i'm pathetic."

Blair shook her head. "This isn't who you are, Chuck. You made Victrola happen even before we got together, remember? And you can continue doing that. Chuck, you need to stop trying to be better for someone else… for me. You need to do it for yourself. You don't need me to become great, Chuck."

"I'm saying that you should try to be better." she said, sighing in frustration. "Is this really how you want to spend your life? Getting drunk and wasting your days lounging around this mess of a place? You're not pathetic, Chuck. You never were but if this is what you choose to do now, then maybe I was wrong about you. Maybe you are pathetic."

Chuck took several deep breaths to calm himself down, if she thought he was pathetic then he knew he really was. "I did try to be better! remember? the day before you broke my heart, i told you that i was going to buy the four seasons, which, by the way, I'm not anymore." He looked away from her, "I was trying Blair, but as usual, i wasn't good enough. So, excuse me if i have been a bit reckless for the past few days."

"But you shouldn't be doing it for me. You should stop trying to prove yourself to other people Chuck. You are worth so much more than the crap other people give you… than what I give you." she said softly. "Do it for yourself, Chuck, because you know you can, not because you want to prove something to someone else."

Chuck sighed, why did she have to be so difficult, it was either he was doing something for himself and being called a jerk, or he was trying to do something for other people and he was frowned a pon, he just didn't win. "You said you would always be here." He said quietly, changing the subject.

"And I will." she promised. "I'll always be here for you, Chuck. I'll always be your family. I'm sorry, if it's not in the way we planned it to be, but I do love you Chuck, and just because we aren't together doesn't mean I don't care about you." "There are different types of love Chuck, you opened your heart to me, your mother and Eva, you shouldn't give up and loose the person you became.

Don't." Chuck pleaded, "Just, don't. You telling me that you love me and that you care about me isn't helping with the situation."

Blair looked away from him. It was all her fault and she knew it. The man in front of her was broken and for the first time, she had no idea how to fix him.

"Look, i know what you're saying, i should change myself for me, but i can't, i just can't." he sighed, "there isn't anything waiting on the other side this time, no motivation." he leant back against his chair and closed his eyes, "maybe i should get out of the city for a while, clear My head." but of course that wasn't the real intention, he needed to get out so that he could continue numbing the pain but without the constant nagging of his friends telling him to stop.

"Do you remember in Paris when I told you I didn't want to be Chuck Bass? I realized that Chuck Bass should have died with that shot. I look back and see that I haven't changed at all"

"Feeling pity of yourself doesn't change who you are. You have first start by earning people's respect and become the better man I know you can be"

"I can't be that person; I will end up exactly like my father. A loner that someone could never love"

"Someone did love you Chuck. You own it to her and everyone else that cares for you and you will be leaving behind if you run away which is what you are doing. And I don't think that man you want to be is a coward. I think he would face what he did"

"I destroyed and hurt the only thing I ever loved."

"I don't love you anymore. But it takes more than even you to destroy Blair Waldorf."

"Your world would be easier if I just left. "

"That's true but it wouldn't be my world without you in it. I risked my well being and came here to warn you, your uncle Jack is in town. I saw him myself the other day"

"He is trying to find a way to hurt me, now that I had you leaving me"

"I just came to warn you, so you can prepare for whatever Jack is planning"

"I always have a way to prepare for what they are planning"

"I should go I still have many preparations to make for next week's gala"

"You have no idea what I have been going through since that night, I am really sorry for everything."

"Chuck… Just be careful"