Title: Bass Family Brood
Chapter 10: Never Be The Same Again
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: I cannot even put into words how much all your kind words touched me as a writer! I thought this story would always be slow and lacking with reviews but BAM, the new season picked up and al these readers and reviews come out of NOWHERE and hit me bang in the face! I am so overwhelmed at the response from you all and I just have to say, you are all AMAZING, LOVELY, KIND, FAB and wonderful, loyal readers and you got me all warm and fuzzy inside! Because I LOVE you all so much for making my month! I have the next installment! :')
Hope you all got my replies to your fab reviews and for those who don't have an account;
cassidy001- I am glad my stories are making you happy and this chapter may make you a bit sad but really hope it's still as good as the last! Thank you and Enjoy!
Did we all watch 5x04? I am not even lying, I have cried at EVERY episode this season since the last episode of the last season! I don't know what gets into me but the Chuck and Blair thing…wow!
And finally, another song for this chapter, Jar Of Hearts by Christina Perri.Worth a listen. Enjoy, you deserve it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl unfortunately! But I do own Ed Westwick…true fact! ;)
Her first emotion was panic. But the moment she felt his warm arm wrapping her safely, the feeling subsided onto her next thought. The pain; the ache that wracked her arms, ankle and legs. The memory linking her to last night for more reasons than her and Zach admitting their feelings for one another. The memory tainting an amazing one.
Glancing up to see his serene face cuddled tightly next to her, she couldn't remember the valid reason for why she had lied to him for so long, denied herself for too long.
She hated it. She hated that Zach knew her well enough to be there. She'd only have to ask and he would do anything for her. He'd have an answer before she had a question and after weeks of fighting and neglect, he was always the one who came after her, convincing her of the truth she denied to hear, the truth that would have protected her all along, him.
Running her soft hands across his unshaven cheek, she left a longing kiss against his cupid lips before she slipped from his arms and out into the cold air of the early morning.
Putting pressure on her both feet, she recoiled her left foot quickly from the floor, the stinging sensation shooting through her foot sinking as slowly as the pressure was released.
Making it into the bathroom after clinging to walls and hopping the majority of the way, her eyes were greeted with the fullness of her image in the mirror before her.
She smiled, running her hands over the Run DMC t-shirt she was currently sporting, laughing lightly at how she was the only one who knew of Zach's enjoyment of their classic hits after walking in on him last year as he bopped around the penthouse in just this t-shirt and some boxer shorts.
Tugging at the bottom of the shirt, she went to pull it off, dropping it to the floor in an empty space before she did the same with his overly sized pajama bottoms. After addressing her garter belt, she looked back up to the image in front of her, now only wearing her deep red matching set of underwear which she had picked out specially for yesterday evening, feeling sick at the image as her eyes came to settle on her neck, then down to her thighs and hips.
Scared to touch the evidence, her mind wavered and flashed back to the sound of his voice, the feel of his lips and hands as he had attempted to violate her. She couldn't even think his name, she protested.
Silvery matter emptying her orbs now soaked her cheeks.
'Take a long look in the mirror, Zach!'
Staring at the marks, she was looking at herself in the mirror this time; she was disgusted by what she saw.
She was supposed to be Evie Bass and all she could see looking back at her reflection was a confused and lonely girl who didn't know how to save herself anymore. She was destructible for once, she was vulnerable and she didn't like what she saw one bit.
Her fingertips brushed the unwelcome marks on her neck and thighs before she couldn't bare what she was seeing anymore; ripping her tainted and dirty underwear from her dainty body, she whimpered in pain, guiding herself to the shower, grabbing the nearest instruments she could find to cleanse her, to fix her? For once, she didn't have the question or answer and neither did Zach.
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Rolling over in his once warm bed, Zach felt the presence next to him missing and a chill shooting down his side from the empty space that was only recently occupied by a certain brunette.
Cracking his eyes open, he scanned the room franticly, hoping she hadn't left, wishing last night had never happened but glad it had because he got to spend the night with her in his arms, knowing she was safe.
The stream of light coming from the bathroom told Zach she was in there, probably perfecting her makeup before he woke up, he thought with a content smile.
Straining himself out of bed, he winced a little as his bare arms felt the nippy temperature of the room, slowly padding his way to the bathroom.
Encouraging the wooden door open with one hand as his other rubbed his tired eyes from the bright light, Zach was eventually presented with the saddest image he wished to forget right there and then.
Hot water sprayed her as the steam jumped from her red skin; the hot water marring her skin and cheeks, covering the evidence of her tears as she scrubbed at her dainty skin, furiously.
The words were caught in his throat as he stepped towards where she was as quickly as his feet would let him.
Pushing the glass door open, he immediately went for the temperature dial and turned it down to a comfortable temperature which would hopefully stop the encouraging redness addressing her skin. His next move was grabbing the soap and the exfoliating glove from her hands, throwing them out of the shower and she begun to protest, shouting and hitting through her cries.
"No! Get away from me!" She yelled, scratching and punching as Zach's clothes drenched with water from the shower and her tears as her world came crashing down in front of him.
"Eve, it's me! Stop, just stop! It's me! You're safe…" He repeated sternly and softly, gripping her red skins flush against his body in attempt to calm her.
Her body was so hot yet she shivered and shook, yelling to get the marring of Ben's hands off her brushed thighs; Zach only just noticing now as she attempted to push away and resist his effort to protect her.
"Why me! I-I- why would you! I'm-I'm nothing…I-…" She yelled for answers crumbling under his touch, giving in to his strength as she became nearly limp again, slumping to the floor of the shower with her, he held her, glad to have the heat from the water pouring on them to hide the tears that came with his despair.
As the fighting dispersed and she gave in, she whimpered desperately against his chest.
"…I-I'm disgusting…I'm nothing anymore…"
Disrupting the sudden calm as he heard the words drop from her lips, his head snapped up, pulling her head into his palms, making her look to him, making her hear him as his silvered orbs bored into hers.
"Don't you ever say those words again. You are Evie Bass and I love you, god dammit! I will not let you break like this…you're the most beautiful and worthy woman I-…" He cried, shaking her hard like a rag doll so she'd listen.
Looking up at him was no longer forced as she nodded, watching him break as she was; holding each other together.
"Don't do that to me, Eve's…please…you're mine…"
Was the only plea he had left as she this time, moved her arms to his neck, burying her face in the crook, weeping as they held each other under the stream of water that continued to pour for their despair and tears.
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Assuming it was still very early from the darkness outside; Zach managed to yet again carry himself and Evie to his bed, wrapping her in a fresh towel in the warmth of his duvet and his arms.
She hadn't said a word as she stayed numbly buried against his body, knowing she was safe for now. The only thing that was keeping her from crying was the constant flow of his breathing and the feel of his chest rising and falling against his back.
No longer able to take the silence or even contemplate sleeping, Zach pulled her closer and spoke quietly.
"You need to tell them…" he told just above a whisper.
He wasn't sure what he was quite asking but he waited for her reaction before he said anymore.
"My-…?" she murmured back.
Nodding against the back of her neck, she clenched her eyes shut, hoping he wouldn't mean them.
"Will you come with me...stay with me?" she asked shakily as he heard her breath hitch once more that morning, her breathing starting to become laboured.
"I won't go anywhere without you…" he replied indirectly answering more than the single question she had just asked.
"Promise?..."
"Always."
He confirmed solemnly, hugging her tighter with it, letting her know he wouldn't let her go alone this time, never again, he swore to himself.
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They finally just laid there for prolonged moment, not wanting to move or speak just yet but needing to. Evie spoke.
"He didn't-…I stopped him…but- I-" She made out the best she could as she began to shake again.
She felt the needed to justify what had happened. Maybe that saying it aloud would lift the weight on her shoulders a little, but I didn't.
Only a few days ago she would deny any reason to justify her actions to him but now he knew the truth, now they both did, she couldn't not, she wouldn't let him believe the worst, she needed him.
The words settled with him, forcing his eyes tightly closed as he reassured himself she hadn't been totally taken from him, she was still in there somewhere.
She felt him tense at the words before relaxing, exhaling his breath against her neck which only elicited her to whimper more under his touch and push herself closer into his body.
"I wanted to punish you…to make you feel as mad as I did- but all I could feel was empty…that he wasn't you…" she confessed, saturating her pillow with more tears, thankful she wasn't facing him because it would have only made this harder.
"I should have never let you leave with him…I pushed you straight into his arms…" he shook his head, knowing every word he felt was true.
"No." She shook her head violently, finally turning to him, taking his face in her hands, wiping away the remnants he wished to disguise in the dimly lit room.
"I wanted to prove you wrong, to make you hurt like you'd hurt me but- I- I was the only one who ended up getting hurt…I- kept trying and I-I didn't think I would escape…" she went on, struggling to keep her breath so she could.
"…I was so scared and all that went through my head was you and how- how you were right and I shouldn't have pushed you away…because I needed you. An-and you came for me…I nearly gave up…"
"What stopped you?..." He dared to ask, daring to look her in the eye as their breaths mixed closely.
"You."
She muttered quietly, waiting for a cue to continue.
Blinking deeply and slowly once, she went on.
"There's been no one else…it's only ever been you…" she promised as she kept his gaze, recognizing the flicker in his expression ever so slightly, a little glint of relief.
"Since- I've been with no one else…I couldn't-" he started before she frowned deeply, interrupting him.
"But…what about-" she accused before she was interrupted by him this time.
"It's just an image…after you, everything one else was irrelevan-"
Silencing him with her index finger, she replaced it quickly with her lips.
Softly and intended, he returned the kiss, equally her pressure as she pulled herself flush against his bare chest, needing the familiarity.
"Eve…no…I can't…you-" he protested, knowing she wasn't in the right mental state to make any decisions like this, not after…
He eyes were the first to silence him again. Her weak plea made him want to hang on forever.
"Please…I need to feel safe- to feel again…I-I need you…"
"You're not ready…I can't have you resenting me- I won't…I-" he pleaded back, shaking his head, denying her this one thing felt like the hardest thing he had ever done.
She shook her head, gripping his head, running her fingertips through the hair at the back of his neck.
"I could never…please I- I need you to make it alright…I'm tainted- he-…"
He couldn't dare her to let the words fall from her lips as he moved his against hers in an opened mouth, desperate plea for comfort, consolation.
As soon as his lips connected with hers, it was like a thousand bad thoughts were gone and the memory of what was, disintegrated into nothing as he held her like she needed to be…kissing her they way he should, all the pieces fitting back together, making her feel complete for the first time in a long time.
Allowing their wasted towels to be forgotten, Zach moved Evie underneath him, making sure he took most of his weight on his legs and arms; pleading himself inwardly for her to take the lead, he went with her movements.
Feeling the absence of his weight on her, she pulled her lips away from his, looking up at him with solemn eyes.
"…please..." she begged, moving her legs to accommodate his hips against hers as her legs wrapped his waist, encouraging him to come closer.
"If you want me to stop…" he begun but she ceased his chance as she nodded in understanding, brushing her hands in his hair as she pulled his lips close to hers.
"I trust you…" She whispered finally as he attached his lips to the few marks which had marred her chest, correcting every one of them with his lips.
As he increased his movements and she pulled him closer, eyes closed, they went back to where they started. Exploring every inch of one another, slowly and deliberately, making sure they felt every touch, every kiss.
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Falling against the softness of the mattress, he pushed his way down her body, eliminating her flimsy panties as she giggled a little, him replacing her underwear with small kisses as he made his way back up her body.
'How could anyone not want her?' He thought as he stared into her gleaming eyes; the shine from the moon illuminating all her best features, making him want to kiss her full lips desperately.
The buzz from her champagne was little to go by but she couldn't stop her lips from dripping what came next as she looked straight into his honest eyes.
"Take me now…"
He didn't argue as he placed a firm kiss against her swollen lips, beginning to push into her wetness, he felt something in the way, stopping abruptly, he opened his eyes to see her waiting, eyes clenched tightly, closed.
Sensing his pause, she opened her eyes cautiously, looking up to his as he looked upon her in question.
"You're a-"
He didn't have to ask because she nodded reluctantly, vulnerably before she replied.
"I want it to be you…" she admitted shyly, looking away quickly before she could see any doubt in his eyes.
When he didn't move, she heard his low, deep voice again, sending a chill down her spine.
"Are you sure?..." He whispered against her lips before she finally caught his eyes again, gripping his shoulders briefly before she kissed him heatedly, giving him the only answer he needed.
Connecting slowly, he kissed her eye lids as she shut them tight, the only reassurance she needed as the temporary gasp and twinge of pain was quickly replaced with strokes of deep pleasure.
Once the ache had subsided, she worked herself into a matching rhythm, only able to remember the feel of him so close to her; his hands and lips all over her, making her feel worthy, sparking something in her body and mind.
It didn't last long as they worked their way into a vague state of unfamiliar satisfaction; screaming out each others name, clinging to one another as their breaths and cries of pleasure mixed into an undeniable oblivion she had never experienced or been able to imagine until now.
As they spiraled down from their impermanent high, all he could think was how unfamiliar everything now seemed, like he had never done this before, like their connection wasn't merely just physical. He knew he'd never be the same again and so did she as she clung onto him for a prolonged moment before he settled next to her, leaving a chaste kiss against her nose.
Falling into a deep slumber against his chest as his arms came to wrap her waist and his lips came to kiss the shell of her ear, she knew they would never be the same again. She didn't want them to be.
A/N: So?... Very angsty I know! … Allow me to explain their current situation before you go crazy on me! What Evie experienced isn't going to go away with sex or believing Zach will fix her but I wanted to show her vulnerable and just needed any sort of comfort she can find right now. Zach maybe shouldn't have given in so easily but all he knows is that he wants to give her that safety and at the moment, this is the only way he knows how. Please tell me you all understand what this last part means? Hope you understand it, that they have been here before and I will hopefully lead on future chapters to how it al started.
There will be lots of Chair next chappie for those of you asking, so don't panic! This chapter may seem vague but I hope you all got where I was going with this and through request, the Bass family or rents will be hearing what happened and Ben will have to suffer consequences.
I thank you all for reading and reviewing my stories, never been so overwhelmed by the amount of responses last chapter received! :') Sorry for any spelling mistakes, again, it has literally just been written and posted! Would love your thoughts, feelings and ideas!...I'm gunna stop babbling…now! :D