Chapter 2 - You're Chuck Bass

"I'll ask again, what are you doing here Blair?" He stepped closer towards her. He wasn't expecting anyone to be here especially not her.

Blair turned around to see if her mind was just playing tricks on her or if it was really him stood in front of her questioning her when he was the one that left. "Me? You're questioning me, Chuck? How about what are you doing here?"

"I have every right to be here. I've come to visit my mother's and father's graves."

"And yours?"

"What are you talking about?" Chuck looked down in front of where Blair was standing and saw that she was right, there was now three graves and it included one for him, with yellow roses on them.

"Yellow roses?"

"Yes, is it not what you've got in your hand?" Blair asked and pointed to the yellow roses he was holding.

"How did you know?" Chuck didn't think she would remember. He thought she would have done anything to forget every detail about him especially after what he had done to her.

"How did I know what?"

"About the yellow roses?"

"Because I cared Chuck. I knew if you were alive, you would be here today, laying flowers, laying yellow roses."

"If I was alive? What are you on about? Of course, I'm alive."

"Was you coming to visit your grave too or was you just hoping no one would see you?" Blair shouted. She was trying not to show any emotion she had got pretty good at it ever since she Serena had broke the news to her.

"Henry, is everything ok? Why is this woman shouting at you?" A blonde woman approached them and stood next to Chuck. She placed her hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

"Henry? Who is Henry and who are you?" Blair shouted and pointed at the blonde woman.

"Eva please go wait for me in the car. I'm almost done here."

"Henry?"

"Please Eva."

"Okay, I'll be in the car if you need me." Eva turned away from them and headed back towards the rental car.

"Almost done here? Almost done with what here? How about you go let the people who care about you know that you're not dead?"

"That's the thing Blair, nobody did care. Nobody came looking, nobody was there when I was bleeding out in an alleyway in Prague. Well, only Eva."

"Who thinks you're Henry? What are you wearing? You're Chuck Bass."

"Why would I want to be him?"

"Just because we were angry with you didn't mean we didn't look. Lily spent all summer looking but a PI came up with nothing. We knew you were in Prague and then we knew you were shot. They found a body that had your ID and we were told it was you. What was we supposed to think if we were told you died? What did we bury if it wasn't you?"

"How would I know? What do you think I orchestrated this?"

"You left me that letter. You put things in place for me to take over the Empire, who did you think was running things while you were gone?"

"I just did what everyone asked of me. You ran and never wanted to see or talk to me again. I put Lily in a difficult position and she was more than capable of running Bass Industries. The Empire shouldn't have been mine after what I did to try and keep it. When I finally woke in Prague, no one knew me, my ID, everything was gone. I was able to start again, earn people's respect and not destroy the only person I loved."

"You thought us thinking you were dead was better? You think attending your funeral and thinking you were dead wouldn't destroy me?"

"I'm surprised you didn't shoot me yourself."

"There's still time."

"Where do we go from here?"

"I think you need to go and see Lily. Do you not think it was been hard on her?"

"I thought you would have found out I was shot, I didn't know a body had been found too, I didn't want you to think I was dead. I thought you would have thought I just ran like I always do. Easier to run that face reality, right?"

"I think a coward wouldn't come back and face up to what they did."

"Blair, please, I thought your world would be easier if I didn't come back. What I did, it was unforgiveable."

"That's true but thinking you were dead was worse than having to face you after what you did. I thought we were Chuck and Blair, Blair and Chuck. I thought you would have proved who you were capable of being like you always did. Changing your name and having people who care about you think you were dead doesn't change who you are."

"It was a good place to start. I didn't deserve anyone's love. You already told me that we weren't Chuck and Blair if the darkest thing I ever did was to you. I thought that would have stopped with Jack but then Jenny happened. I really did want to spend the rest of my life making it up to you but it was one mistake too many."

"And the ring? Was that a ring on her finger? Here, maybe you should have this back." Blair pulled out the necklace around her neck.

It held the ring, the Harry Winston ring he had bought that day he hoped he could start making up for his mistakes with her. He didn't want to take the ring from her it would always be her ring. No one else would be deserving of her ring but he knew this wasn't the right time to explain that to her so he took it from her. It had been so long since he had felt her. The slightest touch always sent electricity through his body even after all this time. He wondered if she felt it too so took his eyes from looking at the ring to look at her. She whipped her hand that had just touched him into her chest where the ring had just been and it was confirmation that she still felt it too.

"You know about the ring?"

"They tried to pawn it but Harry Winston knew who it belonged to. It's how we had some idea of what happened to you or what we thought had happened."

"You were wearing it?"

Blair couldn't answer that. She couldn't admit that wearing the ring somehow made her feel like he was always with her. What did it matter now he was alive and had moved on? "You're talking about becoming a person worthy of love, someone did love you and you owe it to her to face what you did. Your family will want to see you Chuck and Eva deserves to know who you are."

"She knows who I am."

"You didn't run from her then? You didn't use her? Already sounds like you've become someone that is worthy of her love."

"It's not the same Blair and you know it."

"It was enough for you to change though. She was enough for you to become the man you want to be and leave us behind."

"It's not like that."

"Then what is it like, Chuck?"

"I turned dark and desperate because I was afraid of losing you."

"It looks like you done just fine surviving without me."

"When I was shot and I didn't die I had to try and move on with my life. I wanted you to be happy and me treating you the way I was, I was never going to make you happy. This way you could be happy without me pulling you into the dark side."

"You were wrong."

"About what?"

"My world being happier without you in it. I need to go." Blair started to head towards her town car. This was too much; he was alive but had already moved on. He lied and made her believe she was his legacy, that he loved her but he had already moved on with a blonde peasant. She couldn't be around to witness anymore.

"Blair?" Chuck tried to stop her from leaving but he still knew her better than he knew anyone. He knew she was trying to freeze her emotions and stop him from being able to see how hurt she was by this whole situation. He never thought him leaving New York would have hurt her. He thought it was the best thing he could ever do for her. To let her live a happy life without his toxic beliefs on how people should be treated. He didn't want to live in his father's shadow anymore and head in the direction of not becoming him. She was right though, like she always was, it was time for him to face what he had done.