Title: Bass Family Brood
Chapter 9: Exhausted Silence
Author: Ellibells
Summary: Post season 3; Bass brood growing up which is based upon my original fic Mr Chuck and Mrs Blair Bass. Chair are married with a full brood of children including Teddy and Evie who are original characters from my Mr Chuck and Mrs Blair Bass: Part 2. Bass Brood central with NJBC… Fluffy, humour, protective Daddy's, fluff, more babies and pure Bass family fun! "And where do you think you are going dressed like that, Evie Grace Bass?"
A/N: Feel free to leave me abusive reviews for my terrible unpunctual ways! All I can say is I have been swamped with lots of work and haven't been able to write :( So sorry guys!
OOH! Blair is the baby Mamma! And Chuck is so the baby Dadda! B is lying! :D
You have all been FAB! Being so patient and lovely leaving me reviews! You all mean the world to me and I will try not to leave an update too long this time, especially since I've got a week off after Friday so I will write lots! As an apology I have written this super long, well kinda long chapter which I hope is good enough for forgiveness? For this story I haven't normally suggested a song to listen to when you read but I listened to three songs which I think fit great with this chapter. Run & Chasing Cars By Snow Patrol … Wherever You Will Go by The Calling. I recommend listening while you read :)
I won't babble any longer, just enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl unfortunately! But I do own Ed Westwick…true fact! ;)
"This place is beautiful, Ben…" Evie noted as she walked around the spacious room, half expecting it to be as basic as a normal rented room, only to find he had booked a suite for the evening.
"Champagne?" He asked as he came up behind her, Evie turning as he did so to find him presenting her with a flute of Dom.
"Thank you…so, do you wanna talk?..." Evie questioned, wondering quietly to herself as she sauntered in the direction of the couch if Zach's complaints were true and if she actually cared at this point.
Taking a third sip of her champagne, the back of her legs hit the sofa edge and she felt the buzz of bubbles from the champagne overtake herself for a moment, regaining composure as she sat neatly, legs curled under her bottom, her left arm draping over the back of the couch while her other held her champagne tight.
"I was thinking we could just sit?..." Ben suggested, joining her on the couch, his attention immediately joining her too.
Lightly feeling the brush of his fingertips on her draped arm, Evie fought back the thrill and anxiety she got from his attention, quickly directing her gaze to the bowl of strawberries on the coffee table.
"Are these for me?"
"Yes, help yourself…" he told her, eyeing her as she pick one up and dropped it in her flute before picking another one.
Charming! She thought. Help yourself?
She couldn't quite believe he was trying to seduce her using such blasé technique. Then again, maybe he wasn't… that what she came here to prove wasn't it? That he wasn't using her for a bet.
"Did you have a good time tonight?" Evie tried in an attempt to make some sort of a conversation.
"It was alright…all the more better having you as my date", he smiled softly at the warm smile that had registered on her features.
"Likewise, you were very courteous, as always…you really are a great guy." She responded back, a little overly flirty than she would have preferred.
Laughing her compliment off politely, he addressed her again with a look of mischievousness in his eyes.
"You looked really great tonight; I could hardly take my eyes off you", he complimented, taking in her fullness as she sat sucking on a strawberry, taunting him.
Feeling herself blush, Evie caught his gaze as she took a tiny bite out of the strawberry, as lady like as possible.
"Can I kiss you?" Ben asked almost adamantly, rather than it being a question, taking Evie by complete surprise, nearly making her choke on her final piece of fruit.
God. Who wouldn't she want to kiss him, he was gorgeous, polite, he was Benjamin Archibald for god sake.
Feeling her stomach flip, she nodded obediently.
Letting her ego fend for itself, she let him dip towards her, taking her lips with his as he assaulted them.
His hand found her thigh and neck as hers gripped his shoulders, pulling him closer, deeper into her mouth, searching for some sort satisfaction or sign that there was a connection.
The more heated and swollen their lips got, the more Evie couldn't feel anything.
Slumping backwards into the couch, Ben pushed himself further up her body, now kissing her feverishly as she reciprocated his actions, hoping for something, anything.
Pushing his lips away from hers, they panted for breath, he eyes searching his for any sign of honesty.
All she could see through her alcoholic daze was his eyes dark and needy and the weight of his strong body on her small one.
Before she could protest, his hand were at either side of her, supporting his own weight as he sucked and nipped at her neck, eliciting an uncomfortable groan from Evie as she protested by squirming against him which only seemed to serve him with more desire against her stomach.
"Ben? Ben. Wait!" She panicked, pushing him with as much strength as she could to get him off her.
"What's wrong, babe?" He panted, not stopping as he continued to attack her with nips and kisses.
"This doesn't- I- ", she stuttered as she squirmed him to stop.
"Just relax, Sweet cheeks…" He encouraged as his hands went for the zipof her dress, only to be slapped away by her insisted pushes.
"Ben, stop!"
She couldn't quite put together what was happening apart from the fact that his incessant name calling and sloppy kisses were making her stomach churn, the weight of his strong body pushing her into a trapped panic.
"You want this as much as I do, chill…" He slurred, moving his lips to her chest as he groped her ass.
"I said, NO! Ben just stop!" Evie shouted, hitting him with clenched fists in a fit of fury and panic.
Showing no resistance, he pulled until they heard a rip of her dress; the skirt ripped up the side as Ben sought after her bare thigh, gripping her there instead.
Whimpering beneath him, she began to lose the fight as she felt his grubby hands veer further into her dress, nearing her panties.
"Please…I-I-Ben…stop!..." she cried, hoping, praying he would stop, knowing in the back of her mind he wouldn't, would he?
"Shushh…" he hissed in her ear, silencing her with his lips on hers.
Feeling the vomit rising in her throat, his hand tangling into her panties as the seconds past, hearing the chilling groans from his lips, she couldn't take it anymore.
Her heart was beating erratically as the tears drenched her flushed cheeks, clenching her eyes shut more tightly, she tried to picture Zach's face, his touch rather than his best friends, trying anything to push the feeling of violation away from her mind.
When nothing came, she murmured her protests again, finally using his lips to her advantage as she felt her teeth bite down on his lower lip, it all happening so fast, all she heard was shit,bitchand all she felt was a burning slap against her already brushed face.
The flash of red was too much for Evie to handle. In one last effort to gain release, she maneuvered her legs between his thighs in one swift move; she felt the weight on top of her wobble as a grunt of pain echoed the room, Ben falling off the couch, clutching his crotch.
"Fucking BITCH!" He howled, from the ground as he watched her escape the couch.
Taking the chance, Evie scrambled to her feet, the best she could with heels on, pulling herself in the direction of anywhere apart from here.
Looking towards the door, she knew she wouldn't have time to unlock it and get to elevator before he caught up with her.
Crying deeper as her breaths tried to carry her out of his reach, she felt his hands on her ankle, forcing her to the ground with him as she tousled to her feet, kicking and screaming as he eventually backed down to her constant sharp kicks.
Her eyes searching the floor for an object that might help her, she spotted her clutch open on the floor; the contents scattered around the floor. Her mind quickly registered her phone which was slightly out of reach under the coffee table.
Lunging towards her phone, she felt a sharp pull on her ankle as her hand came in contact with the object, eliciting her to give a strong last kick to what felt like his face as her shoe came off in his hands.
"Get back here, you little whore!" He yelled, covering his face as her heels repeatedly collided with his hands.
"Get off me! STOP!" She yelled as she managed to crawl out of his reach before running in the direction of what looked to be the bathroom.
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As soon as the coldness of the white room hit her one bare foot, she found the lock and bolted the door as fast as her trembling hands would let her, hyperventilating from the yells that came from the other room.
Searching the room for something to put against the door, she opted for a chair and the nearest moveable storage vanity.
Tears continuing to drench her face, running her makeup down her face, she failed to compose herself as she backed herself into the furthest corner of the room, shaking erratically as her mind searched for options knowing it wouldn't be long before he got to her again.
Struggling to get a grip of her phone in her hands, she found the right button and held it down, hoping someone would pick up, praying.
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Drowning his third glass of scotch, he couldn't quite bring himself to picture Ben with his hands all over her. He didn't want to because all he felt was a burning in his chest and a lump in his throat. Glad to be alone, he just watched the random girls walk by as the smirked at him with their, comehitherlooks.
Snapping himself from the gaze of one blonde, he turned his attention to the vibrating of his phone in his pocket, pulling it blindly from his trouser pocket and putting it to his ear.
"Hello?" He answered groggily as he waited.
"Z-Zach…I-I- please…" Evie muttered shakily from the other end, not being able to compose a proper sentence, panic still shaking her body.
As soon as he heard her voice, he sat up straight, listening intently as the tone of her voice sent a gut wrenching chill down his spine.
"Evie? Where are you? Evie!" He almost yelled down the phone as he heard her whimpers.
"Ple-please come an-and…Ben ,he-…please!" She begged, hoping the music coming from Zach's end of the phone wouldn't corrupt her plea for help.
"Are you at the hotel?"
When there was only a muffled noise from Evie, he persisted again.
"Evie, talk to me? I'm coming, I promise."
"Ho-hotel. Please…I-"
Before he could reply, the line went dead and at this point, Zach was already on the side of the road haling a taxi as quick as he could.
His heart rate increasing by the second as he thought of Evie and what he had just heard.
I'm coming… He said under his breath as a taxi finally pulled up and he jumped in, howling his destination at the driver.
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"Please…I-"
BANG BANG.
Snapping her eyes up to the door, Evie dropped the phone from her shaking hands, the screen shattering as it came into contact with the tiled floor, the room mixing with cracks and bangs.
"Evie, come out here. I'm sorry I scared you…please come out, I'll make it up to you?..." Ben patronised through the door, his knocking decreasing as he was returned with no reply.
"Don't be a bitch, Evie. I've done nothing wrong. How about I get us some more champagne?..."
Tightly holding her lips, she finally heard his footsteps ease further away from the door.
Feeling her stomach clenching, the tightness in her chest increase rapidly, before she knew it, she was hovering over the porcelain bowl she emptied the contents of her stomach, unsure whether it was the amount of alcohol she had consumed or the feel of his groping hands still marring her body.
Gripping onto the side of the bowl, she prayed he would come. Closing her eyes sharply, she hoped she could just pretend it was a nightmare and wake up in her own bed but the noises coming from outside meant anything but.
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After running from the taxi into the hotel and demanding the receptionist give him the room Ben and Evie were in, through threats of Chuck Bass, Zach was allowed access to the information before being followed by a security guard to the penthouse.
Unable to unclench his fists as he waited impatiently for the elevator to reach the desire floor, Zach was ready to fight anyone in his way.
Marching to the door, Zach ignored to protests from the security guard and the hand on his shoulder as he started to bang against the wooden door.
"We're busy. Come back later." Ben shouted from the other side of the door.
"Open the fucking door, Ben!" Zach yelled back, banging twice as hard.
"Like I said, I'm busy. Talk later, bro."
"This can't wait til later! Open the fucking door before I break it down, Archibald!."
Grunting in displeasure, Ben knew he wouldn't go away if he didn't talk to him, so walking to the door, he unlocked it.
Before opening the door, he straightened his outfit before speaking.
"What was so important that you had t-" Ben started as he opened the door only to have Zach swing his fist square in his face, Ben doubling over in front of the two men.
"That." Zach stated as he pushed his way past Ben on the floor before pulling him up by his shirt.
"What the fuck did you do to her, Archibald! Where is she! TELL ME!" Zach demanded as Ben just plainly smirked.
"Why do you care so much, she's a little whore." He spat at his best friend, pushing his hands off him chest only to be shoved up against the nearest wall.
"Answer the fucking question!" He shouted, ragging his chest tighter, his fists ready for another hit.
"The little bitch overreacted-"
Was all he had time to say when Zach's fist collided with his face for a second time before the security guard finally pulled the two guys apart.
"Don't you EVER call her that! You're a pathetic excuse for a man, Archibald."
Zach didn't resist as she watched Ben slump to the floor before he turned and ran for Evie.
The light coming from the bathroom was evidence enough to tell him he had found her.
Pushing on the handle, he found it was locked, expecting as much before he knocked lightly, hoping not to scare her further.
Shaking, she felt something change in the other room, more voices. As soon as she heard the knock on the door, she flinched, swallowing hard as she waited to here confirmation of who it was.
"Evie? Evie, open the door, it's me…you're safe…I'm here…" He begged as he let his weighty head fall against the door frame.
His voice sent a chill of calm through her body, sending a sigh of relief down her skin as she exhaled deeply, tears wracking her body harder, searching for some sort of release.
"Please-" She whimpered from the room as loud as she could.
She couldn't even attempt to move from her spot on the freezing tiled floor; her body wouldn't let her as she continued to shake erratically.
Her small cries were enough to convince him to make his next move. Kicking at the door, pushing and banging until it released from the lock.
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What must have been multiple hard bashes, throws, kicks and bruises, the door stumbled open with him as he fell to the door.
He didn't stay long before he scrambled to Evie who was curled up next to the toilet sobbing into her chest.
Ignoring the shooting pains in his arms and chest from the brunt of the wooden door, he pulled Evie flush against his chest, wrapping his arm protectively around her as he rocked her.
Letting her orbs soak with exhaustion and relief, the warmth of his body enveloped her as she clung to him, scared to let go.
"Please- I-" she begged, not knowing how to thank him as he held her safely.
"Shush, shush…You're safe…I'm not letting anyone hurt you…I'm here…It's me…" He promised, kissing her chastely against her hair line and on her temple, rocking her back and fourth for her as much her benefit as his.
Relishing in the safety of his arms, her eyes went dark and before she knew what to think, what to feel, the room went blank and all she heard was him repentant cries.
The feeling of her body going limp told Zach enough. Pulling himself to his feet, he took Evie with him as he looped one arm under her back and the other under his legs, holding her tightly in place as he carried her away from the scene.
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As he walked out into the living area, he witnessed Ben being detained by two security guards, not even the sight of his once best friend restrained and bloody was enough satisfaction to erase the sight of Evie vulnerably curled up in the corner of the bathroom and the memory of her pleading as she cried out to him.
Walking to the door, he caught the gaze of Ben who looked overly solemn now.
"Don't do this, bro- it all just got blown out of proportion…" He begged as he tried to release himself from the security guards' hold.
"I'm not you bro. If you ever come near me or her ever again, you will wish you were dead. I am gunna make your life a misery. Do you hear me, Archibald?" He spat at the pathetic sight before him.
When Ben didn't answer, instead swallowing deeply, Zach stepped a little closer.
"Do you fucking hear me, you pathetic piece of shit?" He forced.
Only able to nod, Ben stepped back a little before watching Zach's jaw clench tighter before turning to the door with Evie in his arms.
Knowing he couldn't take Evie home in this state, he took her straight to his, knowing she wouldn't want to wake up alone.
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Following handfuls of worried stares and glances as he passed through the hotel to his private elevator, he made it to his bedroom, dropping Evie against the soft mattress as he sat and watched her for a moment, running his grazed hand across her forehead as she slept.
He couldn't let her sleep in the ripped evidence she was currently sporting and instead he went to his wardrobe, finding one of his old t-shirts and a pair of silk pajama pants for her to wear.
Finding her in the same position he had left her, he carefully went to her side again, pulling the zipper of her dress down her side until the remnants of her dress could be removed.
He rid her of her existing shoe before replacing her dress with his clothes, finally pulling the duvet aside so he could put her inside the warmth of the covers.
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After undressing himself for bed and getting a warm face cloth, he persisted in wiping her streaked face of any remaining makeup and worry, leaving her clear complexion with a kiss of his lips before he got into his side of the bed.
He hated himself. The memories of Evie so scared and belittled by his own best friend made him want to scream. He couldn't sleep; the thought that it was all his fault ran through his dazed mind. If he hadn't have told her what Ben's intentions were, she wouldn't have ran straight into his arms. None of this would have happened? Evie would have been safe, his Evie.
The warming breath next to her in the bed told Evie she was safe but she couldn't help but feel an absence as she laid there in his bed.
Turning over with her eyes opening slightly to adapt to the darkness of the room, she found what seemed to be Zach staring at the sealing, arms above his head.
Shuffling closer, she sensed the fresh fabric against her skin and the ache in her limbs.
When her stomach was finally met with his warm side, she allowed her head to drop onto his chest and her arms to loop his waist, waiting for him to hold her.
The lump in his throat grew larger at her gesture as his body came into contact with hers.
He couldn't deny her as he engulfed her body in his arms, turning to her more as his head rested above hers, clutching each other.
"Thank you…" She vowed, kissing his chest before she looked up to meet his eye in the darkened room.
"I will always come for you…you should know that by now…" he whispered back as she smiled, pushing her self up his body a little so she could reach his face.
"I was so stupid…I was so mad...I-" She began but was eventually silenced by his lips against hers and this time, when his lips made contact with her, she didn't feel obliged or numb like she had with Ben, she felt tingling, safety, she felt love.
Letting their lips mold together, Evie didn't notice the silent tear that fell down her cheek as Zach wiped it away with the pad of his thumb.
Pulling away so he could hold her face in his palms, he spoke so softly and quietly it almost went unheard.
"I think I'm in love with you…" he paused as Evie took a deep breath "…I think I always have been…"
He couldn't see her smile, but he felt it as she brushed her nose against his.
"Me too…" She admitted softly as her lips brushed his with a smile once again.
Slow, calculated kisses and touches later, they fell into each others innocent hold, just being.
It didn't go further than the odd kiss as they held each other tighter, falling into a slumber of safety and warmth as their breaths and heartbeats mixed into and exhausted silence.
A/N: BAM. Thoughts? Feelings? Threats? This is straight off the press so, sorry for any spelling errors! :/ I was in a rush! Hope this sufficed as an apology and you enjoyed it, was kind a 2 in 1 chappie. Let me know how it was, love you all :D