Title: All Hail the Heartbreaker
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my imagination.
Summary: Could this twisted threesome pull these two girls into becoming friends again, or tear them into sworn enemies sleeping with the same guy? B/C/S
Chapter 2
"Lust A Prima Vista"
Hello Upper East Siders. When someone seeks to cause another person pain, it's usually titled anger. Unless of course, this pain seeking thrill is the result of a certain jealous emotion. It would then be dubbed the title of revenge. And whenever revenge is involved, you better believe I'll be there to get the scoop.
Blair had gone through every scenario that last night had to offer as to why she was angry. But her thoughts turned up nothing in the form of an answer. Watching Chuck and Serena had been excruciating, but she wasn't exactly sure why. She felt a little sad for the way things had ended with Nate last night, but in reality, the kind that she didn't really like to think about too much, their love was no more. She knew she could never see past the fact that he had betrayed her, with her own best friend.
At the mention of her blonde best friend, Blair's eyes scrunched together as she cringed. Serena. Serena had taken everything that meant anything to Blair. Even Chuck, who most of the time she couldn't stand, was beginning to fall for her charm. And that's when the idea floated into her brain. The idea that would ultimately seek to destroy Serena. She sometimes hated how easily devilish plans crept into her mind, but then she usually laughed them off. Serena was to go down, and she would make sure of it.
XOXO
Serena blinked hopelessly as her eyes fluttered open. She rubbed them softly with her warm fingers as she sat up in bed. Her curtains were neatly slit at the center to allow the perfect amount of sunlight inside. She looked at her cell phone on the nightstand next to her bed and noticed that it was 10:30. She smiled sheepishly, and then headed to the bathroom. She began to disrobe as she turned the water on in the shower.
As the liquid poured down her body, she began to think about the previous night and what had unfolded. Surprisingly, she had had a great time with Chuck. Since she had returned, everyone had treated her differently, like she was some kind of leper that needed to stay on the outskirts of town, for fear of infecting the rest of the city. But Chuck treated her the same as if she had never left, and that was more than she could possibly ask for. Then there was the stint on Gossip Girl, revealing that Blair and Nate left alone. Blair. She really needed to talk to her best friend.
As Serena turned off the running water, she quickly towel-dried herself, and then changed into a pair of jean shirts and a white t-shirt. She loosely pulled her hair back into a messy bun, grabbed a pair of designer flip-flops, and then headed out the door. I'd be hesitant S, something tells me B won't be so thrilled to see you so soon.
XOXO
Blair heard the roar of the elevator shaft come to life. She stood frozen, wondering who would be coming to see her, when the doors opened to reveal Serena. Blair cringed at the sight of her, but she plastered on the fakest of all smiles. Blair hated the fact that she was here, that she thought she come here whenever she please. But mostly, Blair hated the fact that she could tell Serena just got out of the shower, but yet she looked utterly amazing.
"B" Serena called upon seeing her best friend.
"S" Blair mimicked her friend's enthusiasm. They embraced for a brief moment, one that seemed way too long for Blair's liking.
"I'm so sorry to hear about you and Nate. You must be feeling awful" Serena began, concern evident in her voice.
"It was mutual. We both agreed that it was time to move on." Blair answered. She wasn't exactly sure why she told Serena all the details. It's not like she deserved to know.
"Well either way I'm sorry" Serena finished. "So what do you want to do today?" she asked comically.
Blair didn't have plans. But she was certain she would not be spending the day with the bubbly girl standing in front of her. "Um, I actually have to do this thing for my mom all day." She could see Serena get bummed about it, and quickly added, "I know, it's going to be quite boring."
"Would you like company?" Serena offered.
"I already have company" she lied.
"Who?"
Blair tried to flip through her catalog of friends. Nate, definitely not. Kati and Is, maybe, but then Serena would want to tag along. Serena, hopefully not. That only left room for one person. "Chuck" she muttered. "I somehow convinced him it would be fun."
"Oh, okay" Serena was a little put off by the fact that Blair was blowing her off to hang out with Chuck Bass. As Serena turned to leave, she quietly asked Blair a question. "Blair?"
"Yeah" Blair replied, trying not to sound too annoyed.
"Are we okay?" she asked.
Blair began to fume. She had been putting up this front of pretending to happy to see Serena, but why? In fact, she hated her. She hated her so much that when she saw her get out of the elevator, she hoped the doors would accidentally shut on her perfect frame. And then, she had the nerve to ask if they were okay. What did she think? That screwing Nate was all in fun, and in no way hurtful to Blair at all? "Serena" was all that she could say.
"I know I hurt you Blair, but I'm really sorry, and I just hope that we can move past it."
Blair had had enough. "Serena you can't undo the past. What's done is done. And the fact that you're trying to act like everyone should just forget about it is ridiculous. You need to grow up." Blair finished, knowing the last line would cause Serena's ego to drop to the floor. No one liked being told to grow up, especially someone with such a light spirit.
"Blair."
"I've tried to act…polite to you, but I'm done. This friendship, is done" Blair concluded. She could see the tears starting to form in Serena's hazel eyes. But she refused to cry in front her, and Blair knew the reason why. It would weakness, a blow to the inner core of a human being.
So instead of allowing the tears to fall freely down her cheeks, she held them in and quickly replied. "Growing up involves the realization of certain acts that people do with one another. Maybe if you would have consummated your relationship with Nate in the first place, he wouldn't have had to look somewhere else."
"And that gives you a right to be a slut." Blair shouted back, her anger now consuming her entirely.
"Blair it was a mistake, something that I regret doing. But I'm not going to let you treat me like I murdered someone."
"You might as well have. Because that way, I would know you were safely in jail." She cocked one of her perfectly plucked eyebrows.
Serena was taken aback. She knew Blair was angry, but to say she wished she was in jail, that was where she drew the line. "I'm glad we're not friends anymore. It's exhausting being your friend" Serena finished before making her way into the elevator.
"If you think it's exhausting being my friend, you should try being yours" Blair quickly added before the elevator doors slammed shut. Blair couldn't help but smile. At least Serena knew the truth about their fake friendship since she had returned. Sounds to me like the infamous duo has been reduced to a lonely uno. But which one is the lonely one?
XOXO
Serena began walking down 5th Avenue when a black limo pulled up along side her. The glossy window in the back began to roll down, as Chuck's smirking face came into view. "And what do I owe this pleasure?" he began.
"I thought it was a lovely day outside for a little stroll" she said sarcastically.
"Get in" he quickly added. She sighed, and since no other option seemed appealing, she crawled into the backseat of the limo.
"Thanks" she smiled. He quickly offered her a glass of champagne. "Chuck, it's only 11:30." She questioned.
"So, that never stopped you before" he smirked. She soon took the flute from him and gulped its entire contents. "Thirsty?" he questioned.
"Let's just say it's been a bad day."
"But it's only 11:30"
"Exactly" she finished, handing her glass to him to be refilled.
XOXO
Blair knew, now more than ever, that her plan had to work. Serena had to feel pain. She paced in front of her bed as she though it through. There were two outcomes. One involved the heartbroken Serena crawling back to her, and begging her to be her friend again. However, if could also cause the downfall of herself, if gone the wrong way. She would much rather have outcome one, and the continued feeling of a broken Serena fueled her to go on with her plan.
She opened her phone and texted a plain and simple phrase. My house. 8
A smile played at her lips.
XOXO
Serena was drunk, perhaps trashed. The smile on her face was constant as she swayed to the music. Upon allowing her head to fall backwards, she noticed the moon roof. She squealed in delight as she begged Chuck to open it for her.
"Fine, just don't fall out. I would hate to have to clean your blood of the side of my limo" he replied as she tried to stand up and look out the opening in the roof. Chuck continued to stare at her, impressed by her long, slender legs. The way her hair glowed even more in the moon light compared to the sunlight. The way alcohol immediately caused her to lose all inhibitions when it came to life.
After becoming quite bored with the outside world, Serena soon plopped down next to him. "Thanks" she muttered again.
"For what Van der Woodsen?"
"For not treating me different. For allowing me to do as I please. For not questioning my every move" she finished.
He smiled at her. "I wouldn't have it any other way" he grinned. The scent of her was causing him to go crazy. She was intoxicated, and it was in his character to take advantage of that. So, with little hesitation, he leaned in and graced her lips with his. At first she resisted, completely appalled by the whole idea. But she quickly gave in, allowing herself to lose it completely. He pulled the back of her head closer to him, just as their kiss deepened. She gasped hungrily for more as she pressed herself closer to him. Their tongues mimicked their savage actions. They moved to a laying position, when she stopped it and immediately sat up.
"What's wrong?"
"I think I'm gonna hurl" she said groggily as quickly opened the door and puked out of the moving vehicle. Chuck sighed and sat back against the seat.
XOXO
Chuck walked into the familiar foyer, as he was quickly greeted by a frisky brunette. She jumped on top of him, wrapping her legs around his waist as she ravened his lips with her own. Truthfully, she had never thought about Chuck in any type of physical or romantic way. But if Serena was beginning to like him, she would force herself to play with their heads.
"What the hell?" he began, scooting her off of him.
"I thought this was what you've always wanted."
He cocked his eyebrow. "True, but…" He thought about Serena and how their last escapade ended.
"Then what's wrong?" she questioned, pulling him from his thoughts.
He didn't answer. There was no answer. Instead, he pulled her closer to him by the small of her back and pressed his lips once more upon hers. She wasn't as harsh and rash as Serena was, and she tasted of strawberries than alcohol. But as her tongue entered his mouth, his mind went blank as waves of passion funneled through his body. Be careful C, haven't you ever heard of the best friend being off limits?
Spotted: A smashed S making a clumsy entrance to the Palace Hotel. Word is, C's limo is in need of a washing.
B sending scandalous texts to a mystery man.
C not returning after a night out. Wonder where our favorite Jester ended up?
You know you love me,
XOXO
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