AN. Thank you very much for all of your kind reviews. Here goes the 3rd chapter. Hope you enjoy~

A Chaotic Wedding

Aimee

Part 3

"No! Chuck! Close your eyes!" Blair exclaimed, "This is unlucky!"

He ignored her protest and walked towards her. "Unlucky?" he drawled darkly, "That's what you are thinking about? Unlucky?"

"Chuck…" sensing his unusual anger, Blair called with a trace of uncertainty in her voice, "What's…"

Before she could finish her sentence, Chuck's hands were already on her body. However, to her surprise, he didn't hug her as he usually did. Instead he gripped her arms tightly and dragged her right into the room then slammed the door shut just in the other three's stunned faces.

"Where have you been?" he asked in an extremely deep voice. The determination in his eyes made her shivered a little.

He could sense her back went rigid all at once, as if been caught off guard. But soon she recovered from her prior astonishment and put on an innocent look which he now really hated most.

"Nowhere." She said.

He didn't know what she was hiding from him. However, obviously there was something she didn't want him to know. Trust was always a serious issue between them, but he once believed they'd already get rid of that problem. Her dishonesty made him more furious than ever. How could she hide something from him on their wedding day? And more importantly, what the hell was her dirty secret?

"Nowhere?" he sneered, "Really, Blair? You expect me to believe that?" he now was shaking her shoulders violently.

"Chuck! You're hurting me!" Blair cried out. Actually it didn't hurt that much, but her fiancé really began to scare her.

He stopped shaking her, but didn't loose his grip on her arms. It seemed he didn't care whether he would leave bruises on them or not. "Where have you been?" he asked again, this time voice even more darkly.

"I said nowhere!" Blair cried out, "What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?" his voice was laden with fury, "There must be something wrong with me since my dear fiancé decided to disappear for half an hour just before the wedding ceremony, and even pretended nothing happened instead of telling me the truth after she magically returned!"

Blair's expression softened a little. She reached out to take his left hand which was still on her arm. "I'm sorry if I had you worried." She said soothingly, "I assure you, nothing happened, everything is OK. Stop being dramatic. We have a wedding to attend, remember? I don't want anyone to outshine me. So to make sure everything about your fiancé is perfect, there's still a lot of work to do." she tried her best to lighten the mood.

The hand holding his seemed served its purpose. Chuck loosed his grip on her arm. Instead he circled her waist with his free arm. "Tell me." He urged her, voice became a little soft and desperate.

She shook her head. "There is nothing to tell."

"Don't you trust me?" he asked.

Blair rolled her eyes. "Of course I do." She said, "But there is nothing to tell. Really."

He loosened his grip on her waist and pushed her away hard. Blair stumbled back, astonished beyond measure. She knew Chuck could be rough sometimes when he wanted to, but only because they're making love and in need of a little spice. Other times he was always gentle, even careful with her, especially after their dramas in her freshman year. He adored her, cherished her as if she was a real princess. He'd never been this rough to her.

"Do you really think I will just let it go? Is this a surprise gift for me, huh? Puffing to God knows where doing God knows what with God knows who!" he yelled.

"What are you saying?" Blair frowned, now as furious as him, "You're ridiculous! How dare you say, even think about that? Do you expect me to have an affair with someone else on our wedding day? For God's sake, if there's someone who had the right to worry something like that, it should be me!"

"Oh, yes!" he snapped angrily, "Because I'm the notorious Chuck Bass, and you're the innocent princess of Upper East Side! You will always have every right to doubt my loyalty!"

"At least I have reasons to!" Blair countered, "I can't believe you, Chuck! You're ruining my wedding with your twisted imagination!"

"Then tell me the truth! Where the hell have you fucking been? Damn it, Blair! All I need was an answer! A simple answer!"

"I came back home to bring something important!" She shouted back, eyeing him aggressively, "Do you have a problem with that?"

"You're lying." He said plainly, "It doesn't make sense, not at all. What the hell is so important that you have to get just before our wedding? And why didn't you send Dorota or some others?"

"Because that thing was mixed with your stupid props! Are you so eager to show Dorota or anyone our pastime?" she snapped, then removed something from her wedding gown and threw it right at his head, hard, "Here you are! You stupid bastard! This is your damn answer! Satisfied?"

He frowned, then bent down and picked up the thing she had so angrily thrown at him. The moment he saw what it was, he felt a tightness in his chest and found himself dumb. His throat constricted which made him unable to choke out anything.

In his hand lying peacefully, was a heart-shaped pin. Her pin.

tbc