A/N: Enjoy!
Tuesday morning started off a little less hectic than Monday morning. Blair woke in Nate's arms. He was still asleep. She sighed and looked out her window. The clouds had rolled in. It had rained the night before. Now the clouds just floated above the city. She got up slowly from her bed, making sure he hadn't woken up. She got her red silk robe off a nearby chair. She draped it over her body and walked over to her window. She kept looking out her window. She tried to remember how incredible last night had been, but she just couldn't. She liked Nate and she didn't want to hurt him, which was why she was going to try to forget Chuck Bass. She sighed and kept staring out the window. Why was it so hard? She heard some noises coming from the bed. She looked behind her and saw Nate pulling on his boxers. He smiled when he saw her looking at him.
"Good morning."
She gave him a small smile back.
"Good morning."
He walked over to where she was standing. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she wrapped hers around his neck. He looked her in the eyes.
"Last night, after we had fallen asleep, all I could think about was you and me, on a boat in the Mediterranean. It really means a lot to me that your coming and you have made me very happy."
She smiled.
"Well I'm glad. Besides it'll be fun."
He smiled.
"Of course it will."
He looked over at Blair's clock. He sighed and turned back to Blair.
"I have to go. My mother wants to have a family breakfast."
Blair nodded, meaning she understood. They separated from each other. He grabbed the rest of his clothes from the floor of Blair's room. He kissed her on the forehead before leaving. She sighed after he had left, and sat on the bed. Why does this feel so wrong? she thought. She sighed again and collapsed onto her bed. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She breathed out. A little relaxation was all she needed. Suddenly, her phone alerted her she had a message. She groaned before getting up and picking it up. The message was from Eric. Why would Eric be messaging me? she thought. She opened the message.
Blair! You need to help me! I'm at the Mets steps. Please come and I'll explain it!
She re-read the message. Why does Eric need my help? What if he's in serious trouble? she thought. She quickly messaged him back.
I'll be there in a few -B
Okay. Thanks
She closed her phone and swiftly put on some clothes. She grabbed her Vera Wong trench and raced down her stairs. Eric had always been like a brother to her, if he needed help she would help him. She ran into her elevator and pressed the call button for the ground floor. When she arrived on the ground floor, she ran outside and hailed a cab. She climbed in and briskly spoke to the cab driver.
"The Metropolitan Museum, and step on it!"
The cab driver did as she asked. She waited impatiently to be dropped off at the Mets steps. All she could think about was Eric. Was he hurt? The cab stopped and she quickly paid the driver before getting out. Her eyes scanned the Mets steps. She only saw the latest students of Constance Billiard and St. Jude's. Where is he? she thought. She walked to the top of the steps and looked everywhere. He said he had wanted to meet her there, but where was he now? She wished and was about to leave when she saw the familiar crop of brown hair. There was Eric sitting at the bottom of his steps. His arms around his knees and he looked scared. Blair walked over to him.
"Eric."
She spoke as softly as she could. Eric looked up at her. He smiled when he saw her.
"Blair, you came!"
She smiled at him.
"Of course I would come. You said you needed help. What is it?"
Eric got up from the ground and started walking. Blair walked right behind him.
"What is it Eric? You can tell me!"
He sighed and looked at her.
"Could we go somewhere else?"
Blair nodded her head. She hailed a cab for them. Eric let her climb in first and he followed. He simply told the cab driver to go to the Palace. They got out. Eric was silent all the way to the penthouse suite. Blair looked at him with worried eyes. Finally the elevator doors opened and they stepped out. He got out his keys and opened the door for them. She walked in. It appeared as if no one else was in the suite. She looked at Eric.
"Eric, please tell me what's bothering you!"
He sighed and simply walked to the living room. She followed. If this had been anyone, she probably wouldn't have been as worried but since Eric did have a history with suicidal thoughts, it just frightened her. He took a deep breath before speaking to her.
"Last night, when I was at Arlene's Grocery-"
"Arlene's Grocery?"
"Yeah it's a bar in the Lower East Side. Anyways, I was just minding my own business when I over heard these two guys having a fairly loud argument. I got up to try to break it up, but what I didn't know was that one of them had a knife. So I tried to break them up, but one guy just brought up his knife. I guess he was trying to get the other guy, but he got me."
Blair's jaw dropped. Tears sprang from her eyes. She took Eric's hand.
"Where did he cut you?"
Eric sighed and rolled up his sleeve. Blair gasped when she saw the large gnash on Eric's right upper arm. She looked at Eric again.
"We need to take you to a doctor."
She stood up and went to get their coats. Eric followed her.
"No! We're not going to the doctor. What would I say when they ask how I got the cut?"
"You'll the truth."
"Then some guy would be arrested. I don't want that. And if I tell them that I fell or something, they'll know it's a cover up and that maybe I'm cutting myself again. I don't need to cause anymore people stress. I came to you because I knew you would listen."
Blair sighed.
"Fine, we won't go to a doctor. But we need to bandage that. It could get infected."
Eric nodded his head.
"We don't have a first aid kit here but I know there's one in Chuck's suite. He always has one because whenever he or his drunk friends has a little bit too much to drink, someone gets hurt."
Blair nodded her head. They walked out of the penthouse and into the elevator. Blair didn't know if she was ready to see Chuck again, but she would have to be strong. She was doing this for Eric. The elevator stopped and the doors opened. They stepped out and walked toward Chuck's suite. Blair knocked on the door for suite 1812. Chuck opened the door. At first he was surprised to see Blair. They looked at each other, longer than necessary. Chuck's eyes darted to Eric's.
"What is it?"
"Can we come in first?"
Chuck stepped out of the way so Blair and Eric could come inside. Eric sat on a couch. Blair stood by the door. If she went deeper into the suite, then memories would come back to her. It would hurt to much and she knew she didn't want them to see her in that state. Eric quickly explained what had happened to him to Chuck. Chuck immediately got the first aid kit and bandaged Eric's arm. Blair waited patiently by the door. Chuck tried not to look in her direction. It would hurt too much. He finished with Eric. Eric smiled at him.
"Thanks, man."
Chuck just smiled.
"No problem."
Eric got up. Blair's hand was already on the door knob. Eric turned around to face Chuck.
"Uh, could you not tell my mom or Bart about this?"
Chuck nodded his head.
"Your secret is safe with me."
Eric smiled. Chuck looked at Blair.
"Bye Blair."
"Bye Chuck."
Their eyes lingered at each other for a second before he turned around to go to his bar. Eric and Blair walked out of the suite and toward the elevator. Blair turned to him.
"So, do you want me to drop you off at the penthouse?"
"Nah. Could I come over to your place?"
"Sure."
The elevator took them to the ground floor. Once outside, Eric hailed them a cab and they took it to Blair's building on fifth avenue. The cab stopped and they stepped out. Blair held the door of the building for Eric. She didn't want him to use his arm to much. They got inside the elevator and took it to the penthouse. Once they arrived there, Blair asked Dorota to make them some chocolate chip cookies. She knew how much Eric liked them. They went to her bedroom. Eric lay on the bed. Blair sat beside him. He looked at her.
"Do you think it's wrong if I kissed Sharon?"
Blair's eyes widened.
"You kissed Sharon?"
Eric smiled.
"Yup. On the night of Serena's dinner party."
Blair tried not to show her heartbreaking memory of that night. She and Chuck had officially broken up. She had never wanted to experience that in her life, but she had. More than once. But every time, it just broke her hear even more. She turned to Eric.
"So you kissed her?"
Eric smiled and looked at the ceiling.
"Yeah. She kept talking about why we couldn't be together, but I had to show her how much I wanted to be with her."
Blair smiled.
"It's hard to control feelings when you really like someone."
Eric nodded his head. He turned to look at Blair.
"Was it that way with you and Chuck?"
Blair stiffened at the name. Eric sighed.
"Um you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."
Blair smiled at him.
"Thank you for understanding."
Eric smiled.
"No problem."
A few minutes later, Dorota brought up a plate of chocolate chip cookies and two glasses of milk. Normally Blair wouldn't consume so many calories, but it just felt right at that moment.
Meanwhile, Vanessa was sitting on the couch in her makeshift apartment. Her roommate was gone for the month to visit her mother in Maine. Vanessa flipped through Time. She read an article on why Oprah was still successful. Her reading was interrupted by a knock at the door. She put the magazine down and went to the door. She opened it. There stood Kyle.
"Hey."
"Hey."
He walked in and threw his coat over a nearby chair. He sat beside Vanessa on the couch. She smiled at him.
"So what brings you over?"
"I have a plan."
"A plan for what?"
"For you and Nate!"
She smiled.
"Okay. What is it?"
He smiled.
"I'll tell you."
In the meantime, Jenny, Hazel and Penny were hanging around the apartment. Hazel was showing Jenny which room she would be staying in. It was beside Penny's. Jenny looked at the grand room. It was almost three times bigger than her old room. Hazel turned to her.
"Do you like it?"
"I love it!"
Hazel smiled.
"I thought you would."
Penny walked into the room. She turned to Hazel.
"It's Justin Day!"
Hazel smiled. Jenny looked in confusion.
"What's Justin Day?"
Hazel turned to Penny.
"How about we let Jenny answer the door?"
Penny looked at Jenny.
"Sure."
Jenny still had no idea what was going on as they led her to the front door. Hazel shoved an envelope in her hand.
"Now, when you hear the doorbell ring, answer it and give the guy the envelope. Okay?"
Jenny looked at the envelope then at Hazel.
"Um sure."
Hazel smiled before going to the living room with Penny. Jenny waited a few minutes, when she heard the doorbell ring. She took a deep breath before opening it. There stood a guy, probably in mid twenties. He had light blonde hair and cute dimples. His eyes were a perfect shade of green. He was at least six feet and he was fit. Very fit. He smiled at her.
"Um, hey. I'm Justin."
He stuck out his hand. Jenny smiled and shook it.
"I'm Jenny."
"Jenny? I thought Hazel and Penny lived here."
"They do. I'm going to be moving in with them next week."
"Hmmm."
"Is that not good?"
"No, it's great I just wished they had told me. But welcome. It's actually rent day. Do they have the rent?"
Jenny nodded her head. She passed him the envelope.
"Here."
He smiled.
"Thanks. See you around."
"Yeah, see you."
She closed the door. He's so hot! she thought. Penny and Hazel came back in the room. Hazel spoke first.
"So?"
Jenny smiled.
"I think I'm going to like it here."
Hazel smiled.
Meanwhile, Serena and Dan were walking through Central Park. They had never let go of each other's hand. They sat down on a nearby bench. Serena had been getting tired. She leaned on Dan's shoulder.
"Dan, you'll love me if I become big and fat, right?"
Dan chuckled.
"Of course. No one else could pull it off."
She giggled. He sighed.
"I'm a bit worried about Jenny."
"Why?"
"She's moving in with Hazel and Penny. They used to follow Blair around, remember? They tried to ruin our prom and they didn't always treat Jenny right."
"But that was ages ago. They could have changed."
"Maybe your right."
"I know I am."
They both laughed. Would things be alright?
