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Chapter 2
Blair's body was stretched across a gurney in Paris, lying limp.
Chuck had never seen her body so pale and almost lifeless. It took him back to the time when Blair had one of her episodes.
Chuck walked through the door of his penthouse looking for Blair as she'd stayed home from NYU claiming she was sick and needed the day off.
"Blair." He called, waiting for her response to let him know she was okay.
But no answer came.
"Blair." He called out again as his worry began to increase.
Still there was no answer.
He briefly placed his jacket over the edge of a chair and walked towards their bedroom hoping that nothing had happened to her.
"Blair." He whispered softly, hoping that she was lying on his bed asleep. But as he pushed the door open she was not there.
He felt this knot in his stomach pull tighter at the thought of something happening to her, when he noticed the bathroom door slightly open and the water running.
He edged closer to the door hoping he'd find Blair perfectly well and he could make sure she was fine.
He pushed the door opened slightly not to make a noise and peered inside.
The sight he saw was shocking.
He found her with her fingers in her throat, leaning over the toilet, with her hair slicked back in a bun.
He watched for another 3 seconds as she pulled her finger from her throat and vomited.
"Blair." He said. It came out as quiet and strangled but was audible to both.
Blair looked up really quickly and immediately he noticed how pale her face was.
"Blair?" He asked again before he started moving as she her torso fell backwards and slumped against a wall.
"Blair." He screamed and rushed over to her picking her small frame up and gently jostling her.
"Blair, wake up." He pleaded not sure what to do.
She had told him she was bulimic but he had never experienced her this way. He had no clue what he had to do.
He walked quickly out of the bathroom and set her on their bed.
He picked her phone up and scrolled through it looking for indication of her doctor's phone number.
"Come on." He muttered to himself getting more anxious by the minute.
He at last found what he was looking for and rang the number and talked to her doctor.
He was to wake her and make her eat. He was then to take her in for an appointment tomorrow morning.
"Blair." He kept gently calling as he shook her limp body and tried to wake her.
He was about to call her doctor again before her face started to twitch and she finally came to.
"Chuck?" She asked in her most innocent voice. "I'm sorry. I just didn't know what to do, I felt last night when we were making love that I was a bit round in the stomach and I just did what I thought was necessary."
Chuck cut her off with a kiss to her slightly open mouth.
"Blair, there is nothing wrong with you and I will prove it to you once you march into that bathroom and clean your teeth." He said and gently pulled her up and led her to the bathroom.
She brushed her teeth in silence sending quick looks to Chuck.
Chuck was looking like he wanted to devour her and was greatful that he found her when he did.
Blair walked out of the bathroom after she had rinsed her mouth with the mouthwash they both shared and walked over to Chuck.
He grabbed the top of her thighs and instantly she felt perfect but she wasn't going to admit it after what she did.
"Blair, you know you did a stupid thing right?" He asked hoping that she wouldn't feel that she needed to do it again.
"I know." She sighed into the side of his neck.
"Blair, you're beautiful however you are. You could be 10 pounds heavier and you would still be gorgeous to me." He said. "Just don't ever harm yourself again. I love you too much."
He then proceeded to move his hands under her dress and help her lift it off.
"I don't know what I'd do without you, Chuck Bass." She said.
"And I don't know what I'd do without you, Blair Waldorf." He said and they then proceeded to make love to each other till Chuck knew that Blair wouldn't do it again.
Chuck came out of his little day dream feeling as sad as ever. He had never wanted Blair Waldorf to fell hurt ever again and it hurt him just to see her lying there.
He couldn't see much wrong with her on the outside; apart from a few bruises; but underneath he knew that she had internal bleeding, a broken shoulder bone and a collapsed lung.
He knew that this was serious but she looked fine to him.
He wished and prayed; something he has never done before her; that she would be okay.
He was interrupted by the little tap-tap of a shoes hitting the floor rounding the corner into the hospital room.
"Mummy?" The little girl asked as she walked towards Blair's body and reached out.
Chuck looked at the little girl in alarm sure that she was someone else's child before Harold rounded the corner.
"Chuck?" He asked, taken back by the fact that Chuck Bass was standing with his little girl.
"Harold?" Chuck exclaimed equally alarmed.
"What are you doing here?" He asked Chuck as he saw the Shelly start climbing up Blair's bed about to land straight on Blair's stomach.
"Shelly." Harold exclaimed just as Chuck reached out and caught her before she tumbled onto Blair.
"Hi." She said speaking directly to Chuck.
Chuck smiled.
"Who are you?" She asked with little questioning eyes.
"Chuck, Chuck Bass." He answered the little girl; Shelly; before he asked her the same question. "And who are you?"
"I'm Shelly Evie Waldorf." She exclaimed, her eyes bright and sparkling.
He knew instantly that she was his.
He could see his nose and the colour of his hair. He could tell by the way her eyes looked at him and the smirk that she sent him as she tried to jump down.
"Is that your mummy?" He asked her, not sure what answer he was going to get.
"Yep." Shelly said as she nodded her head. "She's really pretty. What are those purple things?" She asked as she stuck her finger out and pointed to the purple bruises.
"Those are bruises." He stopped suddenly before looking back at Shelly and asking her another question. "Do you know who you daddy is?"
Shelly turned from her mother and looked at him. Harold then came over and rested a hand on his shoulder. "Chuck..." he said before Chuck had cut him off.
"Let her speak." Chuck said.
She shook her head slightly. "No, I don't." Chuck face fell, his hopes getting crushed a little before Shelly piped back up again. "But mummy said that she loved him very much and that daddy loved her very much too. She also said that daddy would love me too if he knew I existed."
Chuck's face practically lit up at this and even Harold could tell that the thoughts that were running through his head were the possibilities that this child was his.
Harold didn't know if it was best if he didn't tell Chuck yet or to tell him.
He ended up deciding not to tell Chuck just yet and decided to take Shelly home.
"Say bye mummy." Harold told Shelly.
Shelly stuck her hand out while still being held in Chuck's arms and said. "Bye mummy, je vous aime maman."
She then looked to Chuck. "Take care, Mr Chuck." And smiled before he set her down.
Harold and Shelly then left Blair's room and Chuck instantly went and touched Blair's hand.
He let out a stifled sob before saying. "Blair, please come back to me. I know I may not be perfect or worthy but I want to be a happy little family with you and Shelly. Blair, I know she's mine and... And... And I'm sorry." He stuttered out.
Chuck didn't know if Blair could hear him but he said it just in case.
Even though Blair was not there with him.
She heard his words loud and clear.
She thought she was dreaming.
She never thought Chuck Bass would say those words.
But her only problem was that she didn't know how to wake up.
Chuck on the other hand didn't know how he could survive another day.
He only survived for the last 3 years knowing that she was alive and happy and that kept him content but now she might not ever wake up.
And it scared the shit out of him.
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