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It was clear that there was something quite startling in the manner he addressed her. In fact, it was as if a bucket of ice-cold water had spilled all over her perfectly made demeanor. His eyes had shortly found hers looking shamefully at the ground. It was at that exact moment when he knew he had broken her; and all he wanted to do was bask in the euphoric feeling of victory that was spreading throughout his bones.
"Are you happy?" She grudgingly said; her eyes still glued to the ground.
No, no, this was not how he had pictured it. He wanted Blair to look him straight in the eyes. He wanted her to see the smug look on his face, the very look that she had initially coveted on herself. He could practically feel the fury—that voracious need to take what he deserved—emanating from his body. Thus, he instinctively lifted her chin with his shaking fingers, slightly surprised at how warm her skin was. Her gaze had finally locked with his, but all he saw in her deep brown eyes was indifference, the most deplorable thing in the world. He wanted more. He needed more. This was supposed to be his moment, and she was failing to act out her part, the very part he had written in his dreams.
"You win," she said with the slightest trace of disappointment etched in her tone.
A chill ran down his spine. She pulled away from his gaze, and he knew this was her cue to look away before the tears dribbled down. It ached him how he knew her so well, even after everything that had transpired between them. The quiver in her lips, the furrowing in her brow, and the faintest shade of pink spreading across her pale cheeks; it was all so achingly familiar to him, and yet he found the strength to hold his ground.
"You brought this on yourself, Blair" he said spitefully. "You knew the consequences." His nostrils flared at the memory of Eva walking away from him. "You knew she was my last chance at happiness and you couldn't even bear to see me happy-"
"Yes, your happiness, Chuck, because everything always has to revolve around you, doesn't it?" She interjected angrily.
"Tell me, when you slept with Jenny Humphrey, were you thinking of my happiness?" His throat suddenly grew tight. "And when you sold me for your hotel, did my happiness at any point come into account?" The tears had finally escaped from her eyes and it was clear her breath was growing scarce.
"You never think about anyone else other than yourself, Chuck," she said softly as her gaze slowly found the blonde figure from across the room. Jenny Humphrey, the girl in question, was deep in conversation with her brother Dan. The events that had just occurred clearly took a toll on everyone in their circle.
"Is this what you wanted, Chuck? You brought her back just to humiliate me?"
"Don't turn this around on me! You—Eva—she's gone because of you!" He yelled, choking on his own words.
She looked back at him in disbelief, like something had finally triggered in her head.
"Fine. Blame me. I'm sorry that I've grown so resentful over the last couple of months. I'm sorry that I've-I've been silently fighting for you all summer, hoping you'd call or text or just try to reach me, but no; you met another woman to parade in front of me. Like everything that happened at the hospital wasn't enough. Like in typical Chuck Bass fashion, you just had to outdo yourself once more. So yes, blame me. Blame me all you want about Eva leaving. While you're at it, go ahead and screw Jenny Humphrey all you want as well, because I'm so…" She stepped back, trying to balance herself as her legs wobbled. "I'm so done, Chuck."