Hey everyone! I feel like this chapter is boring and doesn't make sense at most of the part of it. Just, don't judge or hate me for that, haha. I hope you'll enjoy it anyway. xoxo
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
When sooner or later it's over
I just don't wanna miss you tonight
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It was about eleven in the morning when Blair slowly woke up. The smile on her lips only got bigger as she realized that Chuck's arms were still around her waist. With no doubt, this was the best moment she had here in the past week. She wouldn't admit it to anyone, but Chuck was the only one who could play with her emotion like this. In a word, an action, he could make her feel sad and miserable, but also happier as ever. That morning was a happy moment.
"Good morning beautiful." Chuck murmured in her ear. She didn't say a word, didn't make a sound. She just didn't want to move, to show she was awake, to come back into the real world. "I know you're awake Blair."
"Shh.. Can we just pretend we are still sleeping?" she whispered. "I don't want to move."
"Believe me, I don't want either," he said with a playful smile. "But we both know we have to get up."
She groaned but got up anyway knowing he was right. It was time to face reality.
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About half an hour later, Blair was showered, dressed and ready to take lunch downstairs. Serena almost jumped of surprise when she saw B coming with the most joyful expression she saw on her those past weeks.
"Good morning S!" she exclaimed happily.
"Good morning. You seemed happy this morning."
"Maybe because I am," she said with a little laugh.
"Okay, should I be worried right now?" Serena laughed. "What happened last night? You were kinda down when I last saw you."
"Well…"
Fortunately, the moment was interrupted by Chuck arriving in the room. He greeted Serena with a 'good morning' and, as he took place on Blair's side, slided his hand down Blair's back. This is when Serena realized what was happening. She was feeling a mix of disgust, happiness and discourage. And suddenly, it was like she wasn't there anymore.
"I have to go. I have something really important to do today." Chuck said looking only at Blair.
"You'll be back for dinner, right?" she asked starting to panic inside.
"Of course, don't worry about that. If there's anything, you call me, okay?"
"Okay. Don't worry, I'll be fine."
"I know," he said with a smile. She was getting stronger and that made him one of the happiest man alive. "I'll be back as soon as possible."
And with a kiss on her cheek, he left, leaving her alone with Serena who was giving her a knowing smile. "So, you and Chuck?"
"It's not like it's the first time, you know."
"I know, it's just… I thought you wanted something more serious and not just sex."
"To be honest, I don't know S," she sighed. "Maybe I'm just making film, but it felt serious. More serious than ever."
"Oh please, don't give me details on your sex life with Chuck." Serena laughed, soon followed by Blair. "But seriously, as long as you are happy, everything is alright."
"Believe it or not, Chuck makes me happy." Blair smiled.
"Oh, I see that! And that's what matters." And with that she hugged her best friend. "So, are we taking lunch?"
"Sure!"
Both girls took their lunch while laughing, talking, sharing stories. Serena couldn't be more happy. It was exactly what she wanted and had wish for; she got her best friend back. Their moment only got interrupt when Blair's therapist arrived.
"You seem better today Miss Waldorf," her therapist, Dr Watson, said as he enter and saw Blair.
"I wouldn't say better, but I think I'm getting to that..."
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"Mr Bass?" the receptionist called. "Follow me." Chuck followed her as she walked from a hallway to another until she reach a little room. A woman in her mid-forty was sit behind a big desk.
"Hello Mr Bass, I'm Dr Donovan. I'm the psychiatrist taking care of Miss Waldorf's case," she introduced herself as he entered in the room. "Thank you for coming. I wanted to meet with you and the other person close to Miss Waldorf to know how she is doing."
"She seems better. Better than she was in those past weeks." Chuck said looking a bit lost in his mind. "She's far from that Blair she use to be, but she's better."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Blair isn't someone who love to show her weakness. She shows that she's stronger than everyone, even if she's not. It's rare that you see her being insecure or unsure in front of someone. She knows what she wants and how to get it. She is wonderfully powerful. Yes, she had some issues lately, but I know she'll soon be alright again. No matter what, she is still the same Blair Waldorf that I admire. No matter what I say or do, she doesn't need help. She just need someone to let her know she can, to remind her she is still the same girl."
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It was around seven that night when Dorota saw Eleanor's car parked in front of the little house in the Hamptons. Dorota had made a beautiful dinner, knowing that Miss Eleanor visit was something very important for Miss Blair. Blair's health was the most important thing for the maid and everyone in this house.
"Miss Blair, just to tell you," the maid said to the brunette who was giggling at something her friends had said. "Miss Eleanor has arrived."
"Oh, okay. Please, go let her in Dorota." Blair loosed part of her beautiful smile, at the thought of her mother and Chuck didn't miss it. He took Blair's hand to take her attention.
"Hey, everything will be fine. I have faith in you." He said quietly, only for her. "Don't forget, you're beautiful." And with those words her smile was back on her lips. That was all she needed to feel better.
"Blair!" Eleanor exclaimed as she entered in the living room. She looked at her in every angle like she was searching for flaws. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, mother." Blair said a little embarrassed by her mother's attention.
"If you're better, that's what matters." The moment was really awkward. Eleanor sounded like she was scared to say something wrong. Like with only one wrong word she could make her daughter go back to the state she was a week ago. She wasn't completely wrong, but Blair wasn't alone and she was stronger than ever. "So, are we taking that dinner?"
"Sure Miss Eleanor!" Dorota exclaimed as she hurry to the kitchen. Blair felt like this evening was going to be a long one.
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And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
- Iris, Goo Goo Dolls