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"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked shocked.

I had awoken that morning in a great bed, a male arm around me, I experienced a feeling that I had not felt in years. I felt wanted, that was for sure until I saw whom the arm belonged to.

"I was sleeping before you started screaming me in my ear" he said, slightly annoyed.

"Why the fuck are we in the same bed?" I asked, fearing the worst.

"I don't know. I guess we got drunk and ended here," he said.

"No, NO, NO" I said, I had slept with Bass. I put my right hand up in front of my eyes. Believing it was all just a bad dream.
I wish I never had. I felt something cold hit my skin and looked at my hand. On it was the most amazing ring, silver with a huge diamond.

"What's this?" I asked confused, when I saw the puzzled expression on his face I held up my hand...

He looked confused and shocked.

"Oh My God"! He said.

"Oh My God what?" I asked,

"I think we got married Blair" he said, still looking shocked.

"We can't have, anyway I could have bought this ring yesterday," I said trying to make it seem as I was completely believing what came out of my moth.

"No you couldn't have bought that ring yesterday," he said.

"Why not?" I asked impatient.

"Well...I bought that ring, 4½ year ago. It is a one of a kind. There is only one of those rings in the world. In addition, it is on your finger.

"How come you walk around with a one of a kind ring?" I asked, in shock.

"Well, there's mainly two reasons." he said.

"Well what are they?" I asked.

"Well seeing that it is the worlds most expensive ring, I don't like to leave it anywhere where I'm not." he said and cleared his throat.

"And the other reason?" I asked.

"Well. Read the engraving" he said and looked away as if he was embarrassed or scared, a rare thing for Chuck.

I took of the ring delicately, and looked it in. It read "I lost the game, I love you", I started crying.

He loved me, but I could not, I would not go back.

I felt a soft thumb run over my cheek to clear away the tears. It was as if I a woke from a deep sleep.

"Don't touch me" I said and pushed his hand away.

He looked shocked and I felt sure I would make him even more shocked. "If we in deed did get married. I will want an annulment. I do not want to ever see you again. So seeing that this is your suite I will just go and take a shower. But then I'll leave." I said and stood up.

"Blair come on…" he said.

"Nope Chuck. I do not wont to be married to you, you had the chance and you dropped it, so though luck". I said fighting hard to keep the tears from falling.

"That's not fair Blair. Anyway, I know the rules… And I don't want a divorce." he said, suddenly smirking.

"You can't do that," I said, trying to assure myself that what he was saying was impossible.

"Sure I can Baby… What did you say? Oh right…Though Luck Honey" he said, with a smirk that surely made me wont to kill him.

"We'll see about that Honey" I said the last bit joking. I started walking to the bathroom.

"Hey Babe…When did you get a Tattoo?" he asked,

I turned around and looked at him. "I don't have a tattoo…" I said.

"Then what's the black thing on the small of your back?" he asked.

I looked down and was shocked to see the black pattern on my skin, just above my shorts. However, the worst part was what it read. Inside the pattern was "Blair Bass". I looked at Chuck horrified.

"It's got to be fake," I said. Licking on my finger, and rubbing it on the black. However, nothing happened.

"You have to be kidding me, I'm freaking married to you," I said as reality hit me.

I had married, Chuck... Chuck Bass. The person who had broken my heart timeless times but still owned it completely. However, I could not let him know that. If he was determinated to do this marriage. I would do everything for that not to happen.

"Well Baby, you don't how many girls would be thrilled to be my wife," he said smirking.

"I guess I'm just not one of them" I said and went into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.