So this story is Blair and Chuck only. I love them.
Warning: Eating disorder and some violence (nothing extreme)
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Skinny Love
Blair woke up from a nightmare, where her father would beat her and Chuck looked at her and told her how useless and worthless she was. She was crying and shaking.
She got downstairs for a while because she felt weak after purging. And hungry. Very hungry. She walked to Chuck's room and she noticed the light was on. She knocked.
" Come in." His face lightened up a bit when he saw her. " Hey Blair."
" H-hey Chuck." She said, shyly. Scared he would be mad of her using his first name.
" It's okay, just don't do that in front of other people, ok?" She nodded. When he noticed the dark circles under her eyes and her pale face, his eyes narrowed. " What is wrong?" He asked.
" N-nothing." She said, looking down at the floor.
" What did I tell you about lying, Blair? Do not forget I'm still your master. I own you." She let a tear slid down her cheek and he got up, quickly brushing it away.
" I-I had a bad dream." She was trembling, he noticed.
" You still have those?" He managed to joke. She, however, didn't smile and nodded. Her eyes were dead and she felt nothing. Nothing.
" I'm hungry." She spoke lowly, scared he would be mad and hit her. He was about to kiss her cheek but she shrank her body. Then, he got very worried. " Please don't hit me, I'm sorry. I won't do it again!" She cried out.
" Shh, calm down. I won't hurt you. It's ok to be hungry, Blair." He sighed.
She hugged him. Very tight. He drew circles on her back and whispered comforting words on her hear. " I'm hungry." She repeated once again. He nodded and took her to the kitchen.
After they ate some food, she noticed she was too fat for the tons of food she ingered. She wasn't pretty enough, smart enough, skinny enough. She was too fat, ugly and her boobs were too small. She wasn't just enough.
She ran to the bathroom, ignoring Chuck's calls and made herself throw up once again.
When Chuck got there, she had already flushed the toilet and was lying against the cold floor.
" Hey, what is wrong?" She looked at him and made herself get up in the moment. He couldn't know. It was pathetic.
Bulimia.
" I wasn't feeling great. I guess I can't take food at this hours of the night." He didn't buy it, but didn't say any more.
" Are you tired?" He asked. His parents were in their royal sleep so they wouldn't hear them.
" No, I slept for the whole afternood, Chuck." He looked at her again. " Is it wrong to call you Chuck? I'm sorry, I just thought..."
" No, no. I was just thinking that if you're not jaded you could follow me to the fountain."
" Won't the queen be mad?" She asked, fear eminent on her tiny voice. He shook his head. " Then, I'd love to escort you. At this time no one will hear us anyways." He laughed at her thinker face. She was so wise. He liked her for that. He admired her for that.
He took her hand and they sneak out the door, running through the gardens like two children. It was snowing.
" At my place it never snows." She noticed. He looked at her again.
" It doesn't?"
" Nope. My parents would be mad if I went to snow anyways. They don't like me. If they did they wouldn't give me away, don't you agree?" She asked, her voice pure and innocent.
" They love you, Blair. I'm sure they do." Liar.
" No, they don't. Neither of them loves me. I'm useless to them." She admitted. His eyes narrowed. Why was she so sure about that?
" How can you be so sure?" Tears were up in her eyes. Did she tell him? No, he wouldn't understand. He was just like her father, so he wouldn't understand her.
" Nothing. " She said, slowly, afraid to enrage him. But he just nodded, because he could see how hard it was to her. Maybe he wasn't bad at all. Maybe he was a good guy. She hadn't caught him with any other girl yet, so it was progress.
" I have a step-sister." She smiled. " Her name is Serena and she's 15, just like you. Maybe you'd get along. My father and her mother got married after my mom died, so the woman you see everyday with him is Lily Van Der Woodsen. Serena isn't really a princess because she isn't daughter of my dad and her mom isn't royalty."
" She seems lovely." Blair would love to have friend. But there was a problem. " What if she doesn't want to be friends with a slave? What if Lily doesn't let her?"
" Serena does whatever she pleases. She's a bit of a bitch, but a good kind. She never judges people like that. She's dating a very poor village guy, Dan."
" Oh, ok. She seems wonderfull." Blair sighs. " And she must be really beautiful too." Chuck looks at her surprised. That girl has self-esteem issues, that is obvious. And she's gorgeous.
" I've seen better." Blair blushes under Chuck's gaze.
" Like that slave you were in bed with?" She asked. Jealousy.
" No, like you." She blushed. " And you look beautiful when you blush." He smirked. Ugh she hated that smirk. He was so beautiful and his eyes were so brown. Damn.
" That's unfair." She yelled. He just giggled. When she noticed she kissed his cheek. When the red lips brushed his soft cheek, he felt a way he never had. Like if he had known her his whole life.
" I've got an idea." She said. He looked at her expectantly. " We could play truth or dare." What? " I never played. My dad said it was for whores." She muttured. His eyes narrowed. " Unless you don't won't to." His eyes softened once again.
" I think we could play. You need to experience it. And with me, there comes lots of experiences." She giggled.
" Okay, then." He took her hand and lead her to the bench under the tree. When they sat she got closer to him due to the coldness. " Aren't you cold?" She asked. He shook his head. " But it's snowing."
" I know. But my clothes are warm and your dress is the poorest tissue I've ever seen." She nodded.
" It doesn't matter. I'm used to be cold. I always had the coldest room on the house. The basement you know? But it was a bit warmer than my first room." She admitted. He frowned. How used they treat her? "Ok, let's play! Truth or dare?" She asked.
" Dare." He smirked.
" Mmm, you have to... take of your shirt and throw yourself to the snow." She laughed like a fool and he smiled seeing her so happy.
" Fine, if I die in cold it's your fault!" He faked a cough.
" Don't be a little prince!" She mocked and he laughed at her childish tone. He took off his shirt and she couldn't do nothing more than admire his God body. He made snow angels and all that crap. She giggled when he took her hand and pushed her to him.
" NO! Don't forget I have no more clothes than this. Then I'll sleep with my clothes wet." He just shook his head and smiled, getting up and helping her up too.
" My turn." He said. " Truth or dare?"
She was too scared to say dare like him. " Truth." She muttured. He smiled encouragently.
" What was your nightmare about?" He asked. She flinched and he noticed her eyes' colour changing. " It will stay between us, you have my word."
" I-It was about some things in the past."
" Not good enough."
" My father was hitting me and you were watching and mocking me." She said, lowly. His face drowned. " Now you see why I didn't want to tell you."
" You dad used to hit you?" He asked.
" Nah, nah! My turn. " She said, smiling. He smiled back. " Truth or dare?"
" Truth."
" Were you ever in love?" She asked, curious eyes like a child in the Zoo.
" I don't know if it was love. I just know she broke my heart. I don't trust women. They just want to get laid and then leave." Blair looked at him, slighly offended. " Not you, of course."
" If she broke your heart, then you loved her." Blair stated. " People just break a heart when the other person lets them." He was rather than surprised with her logic. She was smart, too smart to be a slave for the rest of her life. And to be sad for the rest of her life.
" I don't know what love is." Chuck told her.
" Everyone knows what love is. Everyone felt it. At least once. It might be for an object, a colour, a person, a mother, a father, a brother, a boy, a girl, a fat person, a skinny one. Love is always love. People forgot what love means. And then they forgot what was the real porpouse of the living ones."
" And what is the porpouse?" He asked, not rude, just amazed.
" To be loved." She said simply. " You were born to make sense in the world, to make others miss you. And, when no one is able to love you, then you have no point being here. No sense. Then you are worthless." That was what Blair always felt, worthless, not skinny enough, not pretty enough, not talented enough, not smart enough.
" Okay, this is getting depressing. My turn. Truth or dare?"
" Dare." Because she didn't want to answer anything more about her life.
" I dare you to... take off that dress." She blushed.
" Pervert!" She screamed, mockingly. He laughed along with her. "Ok, I'll do it." She took off the dress slowly and he looked at her skinny body. Too skinny body, yet perfect. She was beautiful. Then, she put it on quickly. "Happy?"
" Very." She rolled her brown eyes.
" Truth or dare, Chuck?" She asked, wanting to keep the game up. He thought about it for a second.
" Dare." She made a strange movement with her eyebrows and he smirked. He still had an effect on a woman.
" I dare you to raise my body to the sky." She said. He smiled at her strange yet beautiful request.
" Okay. get up." He ordered. She did so. He put his hands in each side of her hips and pulled her up easily. She was like a feather.
" Wow, this is so fun." He rotated her over the air, like a daddy does to her daughter. And it was the reason she asked him to do it. She needed to feel like her father loved her and did it while she was a tiny girl. " I feel like a bird. I feel like I have wings!" She giggled. He smiled and finally put her down. " Thank you Chuck."
" Thank you, Blair." He replied. " Now, truth or dare?" She wasn't scared to do anything anymore. She was getting braver. She could tell him anything she knew it. It was like this game was bounding them to another level.
" Truth." She answered quickly.
" Fine, so... how were you treated at home?"
" I never had a home." She admitted. " I was born as a mistake, so my father didn't like me. Because I was born a girl. And girls are useless. He didn't want me to learn anything but domestic work. But I wanted to learn, I wanted to be educated. So I learnt it all by myself. Then, my dad started beating me up because I was 'nothing' and couldn't do anything right and my mom was the worst mother ever. She ignored me, every day. And she brought me down. We were rich but my dad lost in in pocker. And it got worst." A single tear rolled down her eye. Chuck brushed it away. He knew how hard it was to her to tell this. " And then they told me they were selling me. And I was going to be even more mistreated than in there. And that I deserved nothing more than misery. Then I was gone from home and when you slapped me, it always remembered me of my house."
" I'm sorry." He told her truthfully.
" It's okay. I deserved it." He looked at her angrily.
" NO, YOU DIDN'T! You deserved NOTHING of this! It was not YOUR fault!" He yelled and she cried a bit more. He hugged her close as if she would break if he was apart. And the truth is that she felt good in his grasp.
" I'm sorry for making you mad." She whispered.
" I am not mad, Blair. I'm just- It's so much to take in. I don't know why but you aren't like the other slaves. Not to me, anyways. The others are sex and work. You are the only one I've ever had something close to a friendship. But don't ever forget. I'm your master and you are my slave." She nodded. " Okay, let's go inside. It's getting late and you seem tired. "
She yawned. " No I'm not tired." She said.
" Yes you are, now obey. You're mine remember?"
" Yes, master." She told him. And the word master didn't sound like an insult but it still sounded bad, informal.
" Blair?" She looked at him. " Never call my anything other that Chuck when it's no one around." She smiled shyly and kissed his cheek. He looked at her.
" I'm sorry. " She told him, scared.
" Blair, you have nothing to be sorry for, ok?" She nodded, but she didn't believe it.
" But I'm worthless." She said softly.
" No you aren't. You are the most intelligent girl I've ever met. Don't forget that." He told her. She looked away. " You are."
And then they entered the house and it all started over.
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