Empire Hotel, Penthouse
Chuck began to stir and reached for Blair. All he found was an empty bed. He looked around and didn't see her anywhere. He got up, put on his robe and went to look for her. He went into the living room and found Nate sitting on the couch playing a video game. "Nathaniel, have you seen Blair?" Nate paused his game, "she left a little over an hour ago." Chuck stared at him in disbelief and asked "how did she manage to get on the elevator." Nate knew he was going to be pissed but he didn't regret helping her. "I unlocked it for her and escorted her to the lobby." Chuck was fuming. "You what! I know that the main ingredient in your head is weed but I would have thought that even you could figure out that I had the elevator locked for a reason." Nate just shook his head and said, "I'm sorry man, I didn't realize we were keeping prisoners, my bad." "She wasn't a prisoner Nathaniel. I just needed more time with her to get her to forgive me." Nate looked surprised. "She didn't forgive you?" Chuck just glared at him. "I thought perhaps she had but her great escape seems to indicate otherwise. I just needed more time" Nate started to laugh at him. "You're going to need a hell of a lot more than time. You may want to rethink your strategy for getting Blair to forgive you. She had to sit on a pillow to eat her breakfast this morning. Taking her over your knee is not the tactic I would use on my road to redemption. You're an idiot if you think that will help you get her back." Chuck just sighed. "That had nothing to do with getting her back. She was well aware of what was going to happen to her the minute she encouraged that neanderthal to put his hands all over her. She knew I was there. She knew I would be watching her. She did it to provoke me. She knew the rules. She chose to break them." Nate could never understand the intensity that was Chuck and Blair. He was so relieved that he and Serena were drama free. Chuck went back into his bedroom to get dressed for the day. He needed to find Blair.
Waldorf Penthouse
Chuck stepped off the elevator at the Waldorf penthouse with a bouquet of peonies and a box from Tiffany's that contained the Garden flower diamond bracelet. He began to walk up the stairs when Dorota called out to him. "Mr. Chuck she not here." Chuck immediately noticed that Dorota looked nervous like she was hiding something. "Where is she?" Dorota looked down at the floor. Chuck's instincts started screaming that something was very wrong. "Dorota tell me?" Dorota looked up at him and could see the tension flowing out of him. "Miss Blair leave country. She not tell me where. She say she need to get away from you. She have me pack two big suitcase. She make me do very fast. Shoes almost take up one whole bag. She was like possessed person shouting for me to pack faster and faster. She keep telling me she have me deported back to Poland if not get everything ready right away." She ran. From him. Chuck thought he was going to hyperventilate. He had to grip the railing as he fell down onto the stairs. He saw a movement out of the corner of his eye and that is when he saw Dorota pull an envelope out of her apron. "She tell me to give this to you." Dorota handed Chuck the envelope and he just stared at it. His mind going back to the note he left her after his father died. When he left. He knew he wasn't going to like the contents but after about a minute he opened it, took out the paper, and began to read.
Chuck
You're right. Last night I finally came to the realization that you will never let me go. This morning I came to the realization that I don't want you to. Words cannot begin to describe the pain that I have felt and continue to feel over your betrayal. I could not live with myself if I were to sweep what you did under the rug and just move on as though nothing happened just because you want it to. As you have so often pointed out there are consequences. Last night I paid mine and this morning you must pay yours. If we are to have any chance at a future you must honor them. If you do not then I promise you, I will be lost to you forever. I have left the country and have told no one where I am going. I will not be back for three months. We will have absolutely no contact during that time. I hope that this time apart will help me move past the pain you have caused me and will help you remember to never cause me that pain again. Do not try to find me or contact me in any way. If you do we will never be together again. If you leave me be I will come back to you at the end of the three months. I will not let anyone touch me during this time. Neither will you. This is your punishment.
I Love You,
Blair
Chuck just sat there staring the letter. He felt like someone had ripped open his chest and pulled out his heart. Three months. Three fucking months. There was no way he could be without her for that long. He would go out of his mind. He had to give her credit. It was brilliant. This would be sheer torture for him and she knew it. It was the perfect punishment. He reread her letter. There were no loopholes. It was very straightforward. Well there were almost no loopholes. The letter said he couldn't have any contact with her and that he couldn't find her. It didn't say anything about him hiring someone to find her and getting someone else to contact her. He could barely fathom surviving her no contact rule. If he didn't know where she was and what she was doing he had no doubt that he would go insane. He had no intention of letting that happen.