-1Author : Laura (alwaysbluex)

Disclaimer : I do not own gossip girl. Just this storyline.

A/ N: okay, my paragraphs were bad in the last few chapters. I mean, no indenting where needed. Etc. . Mostly because I'm doing this just for fun, and I'm lazy. But I'm going to be a junior in high school this year. Might as well practice on here, right? OK. Done with my rambling.

Also, sorry I took so long with this chapter. I just started school this week, and it more tiring and busy then I remembered it to be.

ANYWAYS . ENJOY!

2 years ago (continued) -

Tears were still spilling from her eyes as she stood in the empty elevator. She couldn't go home yet, she just couldn't. If people see her coming out of the hotel looking like this, it would raise questions. Questions she could not answer, especially if she was marrying Marcus this afternoon. She knocked on suite 1810, praying for Serena to answer the door, even though she was furious with her, she needed her best friend.

"B, oh my god. I'm sorry. I don't know, oh my god, I'm so glad your okay." Serena mumbled into her best friends chestnut locks.

"S, I am not okay. Not even close." Blair sighed. Serena gestured towards the couch. "B, listen. I told Marcus for a reason, and I want to explain so you don't hate me." Serena looked into her sad eyes, and immediately regretted last nights decision. "I know you love Chuck." Serena said quietly. "And he loves you back. Marcus is a great, and a bit dull." Serena giggled. Nope, no comic relief. "But I don't think you should marry him."

Blair sat there for a few moments processing this. Even Serena thought this? Serena hates her step-brother, genuinely hates him. As much as it pains her to say it, it must be true. "I slept with Chuck last night." Blair blurted.

"That's… great? Right?" Serena asked, and slightly cringed. Sex with Chuck sounded horrifying.

"No, Well yes of course it was. But no, Marcus called me this morning asking if the wedding could still happen, and I agreed." Blair wiped the stray tear from her right cheek.

"Blair.." Serena started.

"S, you cannot tell anyone. Marcus and I need to get married. Chuck could never be a husband, a father. He likes his alcohol, and his countless women." Blair shook her head. "Chuck isn't the kind of guy I want to end up with." she whispered. Serena nodded and hugged her best friend, she fucked things up enough for a lifetime.

The wedding was beautiful, elegant, and very tasteful. Everything to be excepted from a Blair Waldorf wedding. Blair smiled a little at her appearance. She looked exactly as she imagined she would as a little girl, and she was marrying her prince charming to boot. But her heart didn't feel in it. All she could think about was Chuck, and how horrible she was for leading him on like that. She shook the thoughts from her head. He was probably with some hooker right now, instead of attending her wedding. At least that's what she hoped he was doing.

Serena gasped. "B, you look, amazing!"

Blair plastered on a fake smile before turning around. "Thanks, S."

Serena smiled back, but her smile looked genuine. "You ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." Blair sighed. But lent a steady smile.

The Ceremony had went smoothly. When she looked in Marcus's eyes, she didn't seem to worry as much. That's what she liked, well loved about him. The best part was no Chuck Bass in sight, which meant no interruptions or awkward encounters. The reception was held in a large hall, very elegant. They way the light shone off the chandeliers made Blair feel like she was in a dream. Except Chuck kept slipping in every now and then.

"Everything alright Blair?" Marcus said, caressing her cheek.

Blair looked up from her champagne. "Of Course." she smiled back.

All of the sudden she heard it. His voice. It was becoming louder, as he was coming closer. Blair closed her eyes, hoping this was actually a dream. Chuck wouldn't do anything to ruin her day.

Chuck was more intoxicated then ever before. Drugs, alcohol, and cigarettes had now invaded his body. Though, he wasn't stumbling around like an idiot. He just stood at the front of the hall with a huge grin plastered on his face. He began to clink on his glass.

"I would like to make a toast. Since I had been told I'm quite good at it." he raised his glass to Lily and chuckled a bit. "I've known Blair Waldorf since we were little kids. She had a lot of class, even at the young age of six. She would never run around with the other kids, in fear of getting her dress dirty, and her headband out of place. But through the years, her class evaporated. Probably because I took it away from her with the hot, dirty, limo sex. This was right after she dumped her boyfriend at the time, Nate Archibald. Pretty Classy, eh? Anyways. She lost it completely with the pregnancy scandal. I mean she had sex with two guys in one week. What kind of person with class does that?"

Blair stood up slowly, and Serena had already rushed over to Chuck trying to make him leave.

"No, Serena. There's just one more part of my speech left. I promise it's nice." he gave her a convincing grin.

Serena scoffed. "No, Chuck. You need to leave right now." instead he pushed Serena out of his way and went up to where Blair and Marcus were sitting.

"However, I thought over the past five years Blair Waldorf had regained class. But what kind of person has sex with someone else all night the day before their wedding." He chuckled. "Stay classy, Blair. And you are very welcome for last night, it was my pleasure."

Everyone gasped, and looked from Blair, to Marcus, and paused at Chuck. Blair just stood there, not knowing what to do or say. She could deny it to the death, but would anyone really believe her. Chuck, did many things, but lying wasn't one of them. Marcus looked at Blair and could tell it was the truth. She didn't retort back immediately calling him a mother chucker or bass-tard. Then he looked at Chuck, a smirk still plastered on his face.

Marcus leapt up from the table and punched Chuck in the right eye. Chuck stumbled backwards, but only for a minute before retaliating. Blair still stood there in shock. A full out brawl going on, in the middle of her reception. This isn't happening, this isn't happening she repeated silently to herself. Nate went up and eventually was able to break the two apart.

Blair ran over to Marcus. "Marcus! Are you okay?"

He pushed Blair away and glared at her. "You don't love me do you?"

Blair thought for a minute, and decided to actually be honest with someone for once. "I love the idea of you Marcus. You're the perfect man, and you would be the perfect father." she said quietly, holding his hand.

"Not enough Blair." Marcus said shaking his head.

He silently just walked out of the room. Leaving the attention on Blair. Sitting on the ground in her beautiful white gown, looking more broken then ever. She just sat there, as if she was frozen. What could she do? Her husband just left her for good, and all her dirty laundry was aired for everyone to see. "

A/N:I KNOW I KNOW. You're thinking when the hell will this flashback ever end? I was hoping to make this chapter bigger, but I like to update every couple of days. So the next chapter will be the last of this one. I made this story up as I went, so it's not the best. But I hope you guys are enjoying it. Reviews are always appreciated!

Xoxo!

BTW. Starting a new story tonight C/B obviously. Just incase you're interested. :D