Chuck
It was quiet.
Everybody had left.
I approached the house.
Gossip Girl
"Of course, everybody knows that on the Upper East Side nothing lasts forever. And when one door closes... Another one always opens. The only question is... Who's waiting behind it?"
Chuck
I opened the door.
I had walked around the house.
I stopped in front of a closed door.
I opened the door.
I stared as I saw Bart and Diana.
"Dad."
"Oh, my God."
Next Morning
I was sitting at a table.
"So, the car accident was real."
Dad was pouring tea into a tea cup.
"I was lucky to survive it."
He picked up his tea cup.
"But it wasn't an accident."
Dad turned around.
"I'd been threatened."
"By who?"
"A very powerful competitor of mine. I had information on some transactions of his that could've put him away for a very long time. When his threats didn't work..."
"You had someone ram your Limo with a truck?" I questioned.
"Dad, you could've gone to the Police. You didn't have to-"
"Yes, I did. He'd made it quite clear that both you and Lily were fair game. Once I realized his threats weren't empty, the only way out was to make him believe he'd already won. Once I got to the hospital that night, I thought that would be my best chance."
"So, what? You just paid some Doctor to switch off the machines and hope Lily was crying so much, she wouldn't notice you were actually still breathing?" I accused.
He had looked down at the mention of Lily.
"What did we bury in that coffin?"
"Charles..."
Dad joined me at the table.
He put his hand over mine.
"I'm here with you now, trying to explain."
Dad sat back.
Serena
I was texting Chuck.
"How are you doing?"
