A/N: I am really thankful for the reviews. I know some are sad at the death of Harold, but I am trying to show a side of Chuck that hasn't really been shown. Anways Enjoy.

The phone rang and woke up both Blair and Chuck. Chuck let out a groan and Blair got up and answered it.

"Hello?"

"B, I just heard."

Blair sighed. Serena spoke again.

"I am so so sorry. Do you want to meet up and talk?"

"Yeah sure. In an hour outside Bendals?"

"Of course. See you then."

Blair hung up and turned to see Chuck staring at her.

"What?"

He just sighed. She went over to him and cuddled up against him.

"Come on, Bass tell me."

He sighed again.

"Is this about me meeting Serena?"

He nodded.

"Why does it bother you so much. I need to talk to her."

His eyes suddenly became angry.

"That's it! You never can talk to me!"

She looked at him with anger in her eyes.

"Well I am sorry that I can't think of your feelings when it's been less than twenty-four hours since I found out that I don't have a father anymore. So I am sorry!"

She started crying. Why did he have to be so difficult. She started to gather her stuff. He finally realized what he had said. How could he have been so mean to her at this time. He went over to her and pulled her into a hug. She leaned into him. Even though he only held her for a moment, it meant the world to her. She finally got out his grasp and continued to find her clothes which were scattered all over the floor. Once she got all of her clothes she went to the bathroom. Chuck sat on the bed. Suddenly the phone started to ring. He didn't know what to do. Blair called out from the bathroom.

"Could you pick that up for me?"

"Sure."

He grabbed the phone and spoke into it.

"Hello?"

He heard Kyle's voice on the other end.

"Hello is Blair there?"

"She's busy at the moment. May I ask who's calling?"

"It's Kyle. Who am I talking to?"

"Chuck, her boyfriend."

"Oh…. I just called because I heard about her dad. I just wanted to tell her if she needed anyone to talk to she could talk to me. We are friends."

"Well I'll tell her you called but she honestly doesn't need to talk to anyone like you. She has me for that."

This guy was getting on his nerves. Didn't he know that messing with Chuck Bass's girlfriend isn't the best way to go.

"Sorry, I just wanted to let her know. I lost my dad a few years back and I know how it feels."

"That's a touching story. Why don't you write a book."

He hung up. This guy needed to get a life. Blair stepped out of the bathroom.

"Who was that?"

"Some idiot. Kyle something."

"Kyle called? What did he say?"

Why does she care? he thought.

"He just said that if you needed someone to talk to he was there but I told him that you had your friends for that."

"He is my friend too."

"Yes, but you have better friends to talk to."

"Chuck, he is a nice guy. If you got to know him you would like him too."

"Well I don't plan on getting to know him"

"Why do you have to be such an ass sometimes?"

"I am not being an ass. I just think he is a little freak who needs to know his place."

Blair looked at him. Pure anger in her eyes.

"So just because he isn't from the Upper East Side he isn't worthy of being my friend?"

"That's not what I said-"

"But that's what you meant. God, Chuck I don't care where he is from. He is a nice guy and a good friend. And I if I want to talk to him I can."

"See there you go again. Why can't you ever talk to me?"

"You don't always listen Chuck! You never seem to care about anyone else's feelings but your own."

Tears fell from her eyes. For the first time, Chuck saw the damage he had caused her. He had ruined her cotillion and called her a used horse. He didn't deserve her. She sat down and looked away from him. After a few minutes of silence, well with exception of Blair's sobs, Chuck broke the silence.

"I am sorry."

She looked at him. Her make-up had been washed off and for the first time she looked like Blair. Not perfect but yet radiant in her natural beauty.

"Well sometimes sorry isn't good enough."

She got up and left the suite. She cried the whole way down to the lobby. She stepped out of the hotel but didn't leave the premises. She sat on a bench in the courtyard. The tears kept coming. Why did he have to die? Why? What did I do? I should have been there, I should have died. He didn't need to. He was a great dad, she thought. She cried some more. She was crying so hard, she didn't notice Chuck standing behind her. He sat down beside her and put his arms around her.

"Blair, I truly am sorry. I shouldn't have acted the way I did. You just lost someone so important and here I am, the worlds biggest jerk."

She looked at him.

"Chuck, I can't just always make adjustments for what you like in my life. I have my own friends too. And I don't want you to hate them."

He just nodded.

"Chuck, I love you and all the stuff that you have already done for me means so much that you will never know."

He kissed her. Soft and gentle with a hint of passion. His hands started to make their way up her legs, but she stopped them before they got to far.

"Sorry, can't right now. I have to go meet Serena."

She got up and called a taxi. Chuck watched as she drove away in the taxi. He needed to do something special for her, and soon. He needed to show her that he could be there for her. Someone for her to talk to whenever she liked. His thoughts were interrupted by his phone going off. His screen told him he had one new message. He opened the text.

U & ur little gf r dead tmrw.

Chuck just laughed. Was Carter this stupid. He replied back.

So scared. Try coming up with something better next time.

With that he got up and went back to his suite. He needed to start planning for that night.