Chapter 2-

Lights... That is all I see as I open my eyes to find out I am laying on what seems to be a hospital bed. As I look around the room I notice the wrist band on me that read "Jane Doe" I shoot up and yelped as I cling onto my ribs.

"Where am I?" I whispered.

"You're awake." A tall blonde nurse spoke as she walked into the room holding what seemed to be a chart.

Who is this lady?? What has happened to me?

"You're still probably still shaken up over what happened. You came in and told a nurse that you had been attacked then you passed out. You said you had been attacked in an alley." She answered knowing I was confused.

"My ribs..." I whisper

"Miss you are beat up badly we need to know you're name so we can help you. You need to report this to the police." She stated as she handed me a mirror so I could see myself.

When I looked into the mirror I could not see myself; Blair Waldorf. I saw black and blue all over my face, a swelled up eye, and cuts everywhere. I couldn't stand to look at it anymore I threw the mirror on the bed.

"I need to get out of here." I whispered softly as I whipped the tears that were falling from the swelled eye.

"Miss we cannot let you leave. You probably have broken ribs we need to check you out. You cannot let this go without reporting it."

I look up at the concerned lady.

"Can I at least go to the bathroom?"

She smiled up at me "Of course you can. I'll be waiting for you so I can get you're name and let the doctor know."

"Excuse me, if you do not mind I would appreciate it if you went outside while I do this." I snapped.

"That is fine; I will go quickly check up on my other patient in Room B232"

I watched her depart and held my bruised ribs as I got up and scurried around looking for my belongings. By my bed I saw my clothes, and purse on the bed side chair. I walked over slowly and picked everything up and went into the bathroom to change. I could not be here. Nobody will understand. Nobody will.

As I took off my gown I finally saw what had happened to me. Everything came back.

"Bitch you like to walk in alleys?" The guy questioned as he smacked me.

" You spoiled little rich kid" He yelled as he kicked me down and started going at my ribs as the other man played with my hair smiling sickly.

I gulped as I held my throat. It had happened. I was walking home from Serena's after our talk about Chuck. Oh my Chuck. I look at my phone and realized I had twenty missed calls all from Serena and one from Dorota. He still hasn't called. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Miss, are you almost done?" I heard the nurse ask.

I had to get her out of here.

"Actually no, can you please get me some crackers and Ginger ale I feel very sick."

"Will do. Give me a few minutes." I heard her say as she closed the door.

I threw on my skirt and shirt from the bag as I whispered my screams of pain. When I was done I quickly gathered my belongings and headed for the door. I looked around to see if I saw her and when I didn't I booked it. I scurried down the hallway to the exit holding my bruised ribs making sure nobody saw me. When I hit the outside I saw an abandoned hat resting on the bench. I decided to throw it on; I could not be seen like this. People will know. He will know. I then departed to the sidewalk where I hailed a cab in an instant.

"Where to?" The driver asked.

"The Upper East Side." I said as I rummaged through my purse to find the 50 dollar bill I stuck in there for safety.

"Sounds like a plan" He stated as we drove off from the hospital and back to where it had all happened.

We reached my penthouse in a matter of thirty minutes. I gave the driver the money as quickly as I could so he couldn't notice the bruises. When I got out I looked up at the penthouse realizing things now would never be the same. Ever.

TBC…. I promise I shall write longer chapters I just wanted to get this one done with 