This isn't a new chapter. I just had to rewrite something at the end for logical purposes (Blair's bag). Thanks to all who already reviewed and thanks to those who put my story on their story alert list or their favourite list. This really makes me happy- happy dance ;-). You could make me even happier with a little review lol. But I take, what I get, so no pressure.
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Hey, thanks again for your reviews. They just make me happy. I'm not so sure about this chapter. It's slightly M-rated. I hope you'll enjoy. Please tell me what you think.
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Serena had reached her limit. She was worried sick about Blair as her best friend had obviously fled the hospital and was nowhere to be found.
Serena had stopped counting how many times she had checked Gossip Girl hoping to find out some piece of information of Blair's whereabouts. But nothing. It seemed her best friend had somehow dropped of the earth and Serena was running out of options.
She had called – well, tried to call Blair's mother several times but it looked like Eleanor and Cyrus had vanished from earth as well.
Serena had also tried to get a hold on Harold but that had been a failure as well. She then had vaguely remembered that Harold and Roman were somewhere off in South America. Blair had shown a postcard some days ago, days were life had still been simple and were their only worries had been which dress to wear on the Snowflake Ball and more important which guy would be allowed to take them there.
In the end Chuck had picked up a date for Blair and vice versa, but of course the evening had resulted in Chuck and Blair dancing together and Serena had sensed that this evening might have been a turning-point in Chuck and Blair's twisted relationship.
The way they had looked at each other while dancing had told Serena that their relationship and finally going somewhere.
But then… then hell had broken loose. Bart's death had sent Chuck over the edge.
His relationship with Bart had never been easy but in the last few weeks the two Bass' men had seemed more at ease in each others company.
And now Bart was dead and Chuck had backed away in the darkness once again, abandoning his family (and for the van Woodsens' Chuck was definitely part of their family) and friends, spending his days with alcohol and drugs. And then all of a sudden, he had been gone which apparently had sent Blair over the edge.
Her resurfaced bulimia was proof for that.
And now Blair was gone too, doing god knew what.
Serena's worst case scenario which she repeated over and over again in her head included Blair buying some bakerys empty and then, Blair emptying the contents of her stomach in a toilet bowl and afterwards, Blair collapsing, her skin pale and cold and …
"Stop it Serena", she was pissed with herself. Instead of mopping around, she should better continue the search for her best friend.
But she needed help and that was her biggest problem.
Dorota was no help. Since Blair has disappeared Dorota had been freaking out, wining indefinable sentences in polish and Serena had lost track, how many times she had found the maid cleaning the Waldorf silver.
Other options for help included Eric and her mother but her brother as well as Lily were too shocked about the latest tragic event and about Chuck's behaviour at the funeral that Serena didn't want them to be even more worried than they already were.
Nate was as helpless as she was and his recent efforts in finding Blair had been as useless as her's.
The last person she could think off was Dan but deep down Serena knew, Blair would hate her and never forgive her if Serena spilled the circumstances of her disappearance.
If Serena was honest with herself, there were only two people in the world who could help her.
Chuck and Blair.
Blair always seemed to know in a time of crisis and Chuck, well Chuck had a P.I. on speed dial.
And maybe for the first time ever, Serena realized the dynamic of their friendship. She and Nate were the carefree ones, the light of the NJBC, while Chuck and Blair were the composed and the rational part of their circle. The dark part. But the light couldn't exist without the dark, because without the dark there was no need for the light and vice versa. Both of them could only exist because of the other.
This thought hit Serena like a rock. The four of them depended on each other. She depended on Blair, who always took care of her, when she was once more too wild or too carefree. It was Blair who made sure to cover Serena's mistakes. On the other hand Serena made sure, that her best friend lived a little. Blair was always too composed and too hard and strict with herself, but being around Serena she sometimes allowed herself to have a little bit of fun.
Chuck and Nate were just the same. Chuck always gave Nate a place to stay when he had trouble with his parents and always made sure that no one would harm Nate Archibald in any way. And Nate made sure that Chuck didn't loose himself completely in the darkness.
The four of them not only depended on each other, they needed each other. Being the children of UES parents meant abandonment and loneliness and all four of them were no exception.
Serena was so caught up in her thoughts that she nearly didn't hear her cell phone ring. For a vain moment she hoped it would be Blair, but looking on the screen crushed that little hope.
"Nate, do you have any news?" She hated how desperate her voice sounded, but she had reached a point where she just didn't care any longer.
"I'm at the airport. I'm going to fly to Bangkok and I'm going to bring Chuck back to New York and if it's the last thing, I'll ever do. And then he'll help us find Blair. Everything is going to be fine. I promise. I'll call as soon as I get a hold on him" with that he hung up.
Serena just hoped his words would come true and checked her phone for news on Gossip Girl for the millionth time this day.
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It seemed the world had come to a halt. And they were the only people left existing. Here and now there were not Chuck Bass, the boy who just had lost his father and Blair Waldorf, the girl who suffered from bulimia, right here and right now there were just Chuck and Blair, Blair and Chuck.
Chuck had been with girls and women before. Lots of them. And they had been by far more experienced than Blair had been the first time they had made love. The first time they had been together, Blair had been an inexperienced virgin, but all of the others were no comparison to her.
He never had had sex with the same woman twice and he never had felt the need to. But with Blair it was different. Since the first time they had been together, he was addicted to her. The memory of that night was stored safely in his head.
And also he had promised to leave her alone, he couldn't hold himself back any longer. She was intoxicating.
He continued to kiss her passionately. While he was taking down her bathrobe he graced her bare shoulders, his eyes never leaving hers.
With a swift motion, he lifted her up and carried her to the bed in the middle of the shabby hotel room.
In her effort to pull him even closer, Blair wrapped her legs around his waist causing him to struggle a bit. But somehow he managed to reach his destination without loosing his balance as he lowered her down the bed, hovering above her.
He paused for a minute, his eyes darkening with desire for her. He was mesmerized by her.
"God, you're beautiful" his voice was raspy.
In a desperate need to touch him, Blair reached out her hand to run her fingers through his hair.
Chuck began to kiss her more hungrily than before while his hands caressed her gently.
His lips moved down and he started to nibble on her collarbone causing Blair to moan his name.
Her breath hitched in her throat as he suddenly entered her, his eyes holding her gaze the entire time.
Blair met each of his thrusts while she continued to stroke his hair.
As they came together, Blair couldn't help herself. She needed him to understand what he meant to her.
"I love you Chuck" she intently looked at him. Chuck grazed her face gently with his thumps, pressing his lips softly against her mouth placing a light kiss on her mouth.
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Blair was sleeping peacefully in his arms, her head resting in the crock of his neck. Her chest was rising in a steady rhythm. While stroking her auburn hair softly, he kissed the sensitive spot at the hollow of her neck. Blair stirred a little but didn't wake up.
He watched her, feeling more peaceful, relaxed and at ease than he had in a long time. His heart beat frantically and inside he knew that she was it. She was the one for him. But he couldn't tell her he loved her. Also he knew he did he wasn't ready to say those three little words. The only time he had said them aloud, had been to a photograph of his mother and that was a long time ago.
He was yet too scared to tell her, but he would show her, because, while they had been making love, Chuck had realized something. He had realized he just couldn't stay away from her no matter how hard he tried. His heart ached for her.
Blair slowly opened her eyes.
"Hey" Chuck placed a soft kiss against her forehead. "Hey" she responded, entwining their hands together.
Her stomach growled. "Sorry" she turned bright red. Chuck squeezed her hand gently. "There is nothing to be sorry for" he chuckled softly "I already ordered something to eat. I figured, you must be starving since the food on the plane just isn't that much."
"True" she didn't intend to tell him about her intermezzo in the plane's restroom. That was in the past now. He was with her and that was all that mattered.
"I'll be right back" Chuck placed a butterfly kiss on her lips once again as he left the bed and made his way over to the bathroom.
Blair was too happy for words who could describe her happiness. She didn't know if it was night or day, she had lost track of the time. She briefly closed her eyes, as it suddenly knocked at the door.
Expecting the ordered food, she threw the bathrobe – that had been abandoned on the floor – over and reached for the door. As she turned the doorknob, she froze in her tracks.
Right in front of her were standing two young Asian girls who were definitely prostitutes.
"We're here for Mister Bass. That the right room, no?"
Whores, he had screwed whores while being in Bangkok!
Blair suddenly felt the urge to throw up. With a quick motion she grabbed her bag which was lying on the floor next to the door, she then ran past the two girls and disappeared in the still waiting elevators.
tbc…
