Chapter 9
Author's Note: Thank you all so much for your continued support and feedback for this story. Chair's relationship was taken on such a ride in season four that it makes me happy to know I'm not the only one who thinks rehab and therapy are the best routes for Blair and Chuck to rebuild their fractured relationship.
Work has been crazy busy so this chapter took longer than I intended, my apologies. But I want to say that while it's sometimes weeks between updates, I will always continue a story through to completion. Thank you for being so patient with me =)
I have the next few chapters sketched out and they really pick up after this one. Think of this chapter as the eye of the storm, the calm before the explosion.
A note on that, while I know that both Blair and Chuck have made their share of mistakes when it's come to their relationship, I really feel that what Blair did can never amount to what Chuck has done. That being said, this isn't going to be about Blair bashing him and going on tirades about what he's done. As hurt and angry as she is, all she wants is to understand why he did what he did and move on with him. I'm really maturing the characters because I hate how petty and childish they are on the show.
I've also decided to start having the section breaks as dates. I changed each chapter to have timestamps because for this story I feel it's good to keep track of how the time is passing.
And, Of Course has been updated and the next chapter of The Way We Were should be up within the next few days or so.
Krism – Thank you! I'm glad we're on the same page about the reasons with Raina. And I get what you're saying about Chuck being afraid to be alone. However, he shouldn't have brought Eva back to Manhattan, in my opinion, because it was the ultimate slap in the face to Blair. Yes, she gave back the ring and said she didn't love him, but she also said that it wouldn't be her world without him in it. That alone should have prompted him to fight for her. But alas, the writers go for drama and heartache. Me, I like fluff. The next chapter will go into his reasons for why he did what he did and Blair will talk about why she acted the way she did. Let me know what you think of this chapter and I look forward to your thoughts on the next chapter.
Krazy4Spike – Thanks! Looking forward to what you think of this chapter.
TriGemini – Thank you so much! Chuck continues to struggle with Blair's distance while she struggles to maintain it. They talk much more in this chapter and they both start to crack in the next chapter. And they do need to see each other outside of therapy and they do in this chapter. As always, looking forward to your next review.
88Mary88 – Thanks so much! I'm so happy that you like Blair's wall! I do plan on having her keep it up for the foreseeable future because I think as soon as she lets it down all hell will break loose. That and I want Chuck to suffocate in guilt. Blair continues to stand her ground and mature while dealing with her feeling for Chuck in this chapter. The next chapter will have them go in depth with Eva, Raina, Dan, and Louis. Her wall will remain up but expect some explosions. I love your super long reviews and can't wait to read the next one.
LeftWriter224 – Thank you! I totally agree with you on how Blair lost herself in her relationship with Chuck. And her poise is her way of sheltering herself from more pain. Chuck fights back against her conditions and I look forward to what you think of them in this chapter.
Wrighthangal – Thanks! Chair's healing process must be slow, I think the reason it didn't work on the show was because it was too rushed. But alas, that's drama, my story takes a different route. And I agree, if these sessions don't kill them, they will be stronger than ever. Can't wait to read your comments on this chapter.
Frenchies – Thank you so much! That finale gutted me, season five better make up for with Chair as endgame. I'm guessing you figured out which scene from Casino Royale inspired me, any thoughts on how to go about it? And thanks for the mini French lesson =) I've corrected that phrase in chapter four and now know for future reference. I know some Spanish and Italian, not French, yet! Looking forward to reading your next review.
Ellibells – Thank you! That scene you want is in the process of being written and will be delivered in the next chapter. Can't wait to read what you think of Chair's progress in this chapter.
A fan – Thanks! Chair definitely needs to attack their issues head on in order to have a stable future. Chuck doesn't bite his tongue as much in this chapter and even less in the next chapter. Blair continues to internalize and we see how that takes its toll on her in the next chapter. Can't wait to read your thoughts on this chapter and their progress.
Pty – Thank you! I'm so happy you found their therapy sessions so realistic, I'm grinning gleefully. Thanks for the spoilers, I'm on pins and needles waiting for this new season to start. I've seen photos of Ed and Leighton filming and they seem lovey-dovey, their arms are around each other and they are smiling. I just hope Louis gets out of the picture soon and Chuck finally tells Blair he's there for good. Enough ranting, what are your thoughts? Looking forward to what you think of this chapter.
Maribells – Thank you so much! Chair's trust issues get discussed in-depth next chapter and no one will be walking on eggshells when that happens. They continue to work through their issues as both Chuck and Blair try to approach the reconciliation in their own way, which means at odds with each other, of course. Can't wait to read your next review.
Trosev – Thanks so much! I'm so happy you find this story realistic and can imagine you're in the therapy room with them. Looking forward to what you think of this chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl, or Ed Westwick – sigh.
October 31, 2011
"We're going to try something new this week," the therapist told them. "Today we are discussing how you fell in love, and why you still love each other."
"But we still have a lot more to discuss," Blair said, uneasy with where this session could go. "Why are you veering off course?"
"I've let you two dictate where our sessions have gone, but not today," the therapist said. "We're taking a step back from the hurt and the pain to discuss why you are both here. You two love each other, and today we are exploring why and how that is a feeling that won't go away."
"Okay," Blair said quietly, secretly grateful to not be talking about where they went wrong, if only for this one session. "Do you want to start or should I?" she asked as she looked at Chuck.
"I'll start," Chuck told her before looking at the therapist. "What's your question?"
"Tell me about how your feelings for Blair grew," he said.
"She was my friend," Chuck stated. "And I respected her."
"Why?" the therapist asked.
"Blair keeps me on my toes. I always viewed her as my equal," Chuck said as Blair scoffed at the comparison. "Only with loftier ideals."
"Thank you for that clarification," she said.
"Did you view many women as your equal?" the therapist inquired.
"None, they were playthings, never anything worth a second look," Chuck continued. "But I saw Blair as my friend above everything else. But she was with Nate, and as depraved as I was, I wasn't going to sleep with my best friend's girlfriend."
"What changed?" he asked.
"I broke up with Nate and went right to Chuck," Blair cut in. "We were going to meet up and I knew he'd make me forget what happened."
"How did he do that, Blair?" the therapist asked.
"We celebrated the opening of his burlesque club," she said. "We talked, he dared me to dance, and I did. It was the most free I felt in my whole life."
"Victrola hasn't seen a proper dance since you graced her stage," Chuck smirked as he remembered their first time together.
"What happened next?" the doctor pressed, knowing what happened but wanting to hear Blair's account of it.
"I gave Chuck my virginity in the back of his limo," Blair stated as she pursed her lips, commanding herself not to blush.
"Very interesting," the therapist said as he wrote that down. "Not many people describe it that way."
"What way?" Blair asked, not understanding what he meant.
"You said you gave Chuck your virginity, you didn't say he took it," the therapist spelled out. "Most people describe it in the latter terms."
"But he didn't take it," she asserted. "I wanted him, he was the one who asked if I wanted to stop along the way. I told him not to stop."
"What do you remember most from that experience?" the therapist asked her.
"How gentle he was," she said quietly. "I never thought he would be, but he was so patient and kind. That night I saw the Chuck Bass I fell in love with."
The doctor jotted down what she was saying before asking, "Chuck, do you remember when you realized you were in love with Blair?"
"When I saw her go off with Nate after cotillion," he revealed as Blair bit her lip and looked down at the memory. "That was the moment I knew, seeing her with someone else was too much to bear."
"But you had been with so many women before we were together," she said.
"None that I cared about," he told her, "None."
"We were stupid kids," she said simply. "I would do something, you would do something. It was a constant cycle of hurt and love."
"Let's explore that cycle," the therapist said as he leaned forward.
"How can you still love me?" Chuck asked, not hearing what the doctor just said. "After everything that's happened, why?"
"It's not something I can explain," she told him. "It's something I can feel. And yes, a lot has happened, some of it bad, some of it very bad. But a lot of it was great, and I miss that."
"Don't you always see the bad that's happened?" he asked. "Why hasn't that stopped you?" Chuck didn't know why he kept pushing this issue but he still wasn't able to wrap his head around Blair wanting to work things out with him yet keeping herself at such a distance from him.
"Because, you showed me how good you could be," Blair said with a calmness that continued to unnerve him. "That's the man I want, he's why I come back here every week despite how difficult this is."
"Then lift your damn conditions," Chuck exclaimed as Blair's eyes widened and she just stared at him. "They're driving me crazy and I know you want me as much as I want you. You all but admitted it there."
"Chuck," the therapist cut in, "Lower your voice for starters and calmly tell Blair why you feel this way."
Chuck took a deep breath as Blair stared at him like he was crazy. He turned to face her and said, "I need you to see how I've changed. And just an hour at our sessions doesn't allow for that. We're at each other's throats for most of the time and as soon as our time is up, you're out the door. What are you afraid I'll do?"
"I'm not afraid of you, I never have been," she said. "I'm just not ready to be alone with you yet."
"Do you really think I can't control myself?" Chuck asked exasperatedly. "I'm not an animal."
Blair's eyes narrowed at him as she let out an aggravated sigh, "I was going to invite you to my birthday party, you impatient bastard. You would have gotten your invitation by the end of the week, so much for surprising you."
"And yes, you'll still be getting it," Blair said as her phone went off. She shut off the alarm before putting it back in her purse. "Do you have anything to say to that?" she asked him as her eyebrows went up.
"What time should I be there?" he asked her as a small smirk formed on her lips.
"You can find out when you read the invitation," she told him, a glint in her eyes that he hadn't seen in a while as his smirk deepened.
"This is a good way to end for today," the therapist said with a smile. "I'm glad we took this detour."
"I have something to add first," Blair said. "Is there a way for us to talk about where we went wrong without one of us feeling the need to apologize?"
The doctor was about to talk when she continued, "I know that I'm sorry for what's happened, and I know Chuck is sorry. We need to hash it out without apologizing."
"Then do that," the therapist stated. "It's very simple, stop apologizing. Is that all?"
"No," she said as she looked at Chuck, "Can you agree to just explaining and no more apologizing? I think that will help us move on."
"And I think seeing more of you will help us move on, yet you think otherwise," he retorted.
"You'll be at my birthday party," she told him. "That's a start. We'll see where we go from there."
"And there won't be a repeat of last year," Blair said as he started to smirk again. "Get me a real birthday present this time."
"Alright," he told her, "I will, but it won't be nearly as fun."
November 3, 2011
"That's rude, you know," Nate said as Chuck's eyes never left his BlackBerry in the twenty minutes since he arrived at his friend's apartment.
"What?" Chuck said as he looked up before putting it down. "Sorry, I'm tracking a deal for work. What were you saying?"
"I was trying to find out how you were doing at work," Nate told him, "But I can see you're preoccupied."
"Don't get pissy with me," Chuck said. "My focus is a bit off, cut me a break."
"So work is good?" Nate asked. "Things are going well?"
"Yes," Chuck told him. "This deal with the Dubai hotel has me on edge. This has to be flawless, I'm sick and tired of working for someone else. It's tough enough with the Board."
"Why is so much riding on this particular deal?" Nate asked.
"Because, I invested my own money in it," Chuck said as he looked at his phone again. "If this goes according to plan, I can cut two years off my timeline to buy back controlling interest in Bass Industries."
"You really want it back," Nate stated as he sat back in his chair. "How long until you know if it paid off?"
"Six months, at least," Chuck told him. "Construction has started but there's more red tape than I anticipated. I'm waiting to hear back from my lawyers."
"What are you doing in the meantime?" Nate asked.
"Working on three other projects," Chuck said. "Anything to keep my mind busy."
"How are things with you and Blair?" Nate wanted to know.
"Stagnant," Chuck said as he put his phone on the table and leaned back, briefly closing his eyes.
"This will take time," Nate said, "But I don't see either of you giving up."
"Well, we only see each other in therapy," Chuck told him. "At this rate, I don't know when we'll make progress."
"Blair invited you to her birthday, that's got to be big," Nate said with a small smile.
"Maybe," Chuck said, "Let's see what's happens Monday."
November 4, 2011
Chuck was still at the office late that Friday night. His phone buzzed and he saw it was a text from Blair. Can we talk?
Without texting her back, he picked up his phone and called her number. Something must be wrong if she contacted him outside of their sessions.
"Chuck, how are you?" she asked when she picked up her phone.
"Fine, are you okay?" he asked, surprised that she contacted him.
"Yes, I just want to let you know that I won't be able to make our next session," she told him.
"Why?" he demanded.
"Please, let me explain," she said tiredly. "It's for my internship, the senior partner I've been working with told me I could accompany him to court this Monday. Granted, I'll be sitting in the gallery but it's something I can't turn down. Please understand."
"Can we reschedule our session?" he asked.
"No, I'm not free any other time during the week," she told him. "But you're still coming to my party, right?"
"I'll be there," he said, racking his brain for an excuse to see her. "Meet me for lunch instead this week."
"I don't know," she said.
"We'll be in a public place and it's lunch, you do have to eat," he said. "You can choose the time and place. Besides, I'm holding you to our one hour a week, just in a different setting."
"Alright," she told him, not wanting to fight and not wanting to recant on her own condition. "I'll text you at the beginning of the week. How are you? Did I catch you at a bad time? Are you out somewhere?"
"I'm still at the office," he told her. "But I'd love to talk if you're free."
"That would be nice," she said slowly. "We don't really do that at our sessions. How's work?"
"It keeps me busy," he said as he leaned back in his chair. "I have a few projects I'm working on at the moment. What about you, juggling school and an internship?
"As well as studying for the LSATs," she added.
"What made you choose law?" he asked. "I never remember you wanting that."
"I didn't before," she told him. "But my time at W wasn't what I wanted. I like the precision and the details law provides."
"So you're majoring in pre-law?" he asked.
"No, I declared economics as my major," she said. "I'm doing the pre-law track but economics is where I'm taking most of my courses."
"You always were ambitious," he said.
"Well, now my priorities are more in order," Blair said. "Work first, play later."
"But you make time for us," he stated.
"Yeah, I do," she said matter-of-factly. "I do that because I don't want to be miserable."
"What do you mean by that?" Chuck asked.
"I mean that having a successful career means nothing if I don't have you to share it with," she told him.
Again, he was speechless. Blair held herself at such a distance from him but wasn't shy about how much she loved him. He was about to say something, anything, when she spoke first.
"It was good talking to you, Chuck," she said with a smile on her face, not that he could see it. "I have to go, I'll see you next week for lunch."
"Sweet dreams, Waldorf," he said as he felt the butterflies stirring in his stomach.
"Same to you, Bass," she replied as she hung up.
'No,' she told herself as she stood up from her desk and looked herself in the mirror. 'Things may seem good now but it's only going to get worse. You haven't even discussed Louis, and there's still more to say about Raina.'
Blair cringed when she thought about Raina, there was so much she wanted to know yet she didn't want to at the same time. And then there was Louis, she knew Chuck would want all the details and she felt horrible at how she treated the prince. He truly loved her and as much as she tried to convince herself that she felt the same, she didn't.
They had a long way to go before romance was on the cards for them, the journey in front of them would be arduous. She desperately hoped they would make it.
November 9, 2011
Blair was seated at the corner table when Chuck made his way over to her. They placed their orders and their food arrived when he brought up something from their sessions.
"I'd rather not talk about any of that," she told him. "Tell me how you are, what's new with you?"
"I went to our regular session on Monday," he said.
"Oh," she said with surprise. "How did that go? What did you talk about?"
"How your conditions are driving me up a wall," he said dryly.
"Can you drop that?" she asked as her exhaustion shone in her eyes. "We're at lunch just the two of us. Let's enjoy not ripping each other's throats out."
"You don't have to be so strong all the time," Chuck told her as he saw how hard she was acting to maintain her composure.
"But I do," she said with a smile. "Weakness has no place in our lives, you know that."
"I also know it will destroy you if you let it," he said.
"Not this time. I've been there, done that," she smirked. "Quite a few times actually."
"What makes you so sure this time will be different?" he asked, worried about the stress she was putting herself under.
"This time, we're both fighting," she said. "We know what we're getting ourselves into but it's what we both want, so it'll all work out eventually."
"Why do you keep doubting me, Chuck?" she asked as she tilted her head. "Is it so hard for you to believe that I want to be with you again?"
"You're still angry with me," he said quietly, still unsettled with her behavior towards him. "But you don't show it."
"It's better this way, more controlled," she told him.
"But it won't be long until it's not," Chuck said, remembering the last time she was like this and distressed thinking about how he was going to pick up the pieces.
"Don't worry," she assured him, "You won't be there if I do."
"But I want to be there," he told her. "I want you to be able to count on me when things fall apart. Nothing will make me run this time. You can keep pushing me away, I'm not going anywhere."
Blair didn't know what to say to that so she bit her lip as they finished their lunch in silence. She felt his eyes on her and when she looked up, his gaze never wavered.
"I know it's going to get worse before it gets better," she said. "But as much as I hate you sometimes, I want my future with you."
"You're confusing me tremendously. You know that, right?" Chuck told her as he shook his head slightly. "If you feel like this, why do you keep pushing me away?"
Blair pursed her lips as she looked down at her salad. When she looked back up, she was slightly flushed and said, "I need to know that you'll keep pushing back. But I don't want you to see this as a game to me. Our games have ended, this is my way of seeing that you really want me back."
"I won't stop, Blair," he said as they locked eyes and his hand was millimeters from hers, the both of them feeling the electricity between them. "You may have been right on the whole no touching thing."
"See, I'm not just being a bitch," she laughed, the first real laugh she had with him in more time than she could remember. "It'll start something we won't be able to stop."
"Would you want it to stop?" he asked as a small smirk formed on his lips.
"I don't want us to be together again until we have everything resolved," she told him with seriousness. "We deserve that this time."
"I'll cede to that point," he said.
"This won't change our next session," she said. "It will be just as difficult as it has been, maybe more so now."
"I'll be there," he told her.
"So will I," she said.
XOXO
C and B were spotted lunching together in Midtown. When will our Queen learn that her dark prince will never change? Or has he? No one's spotted him around town living it up like he used to. Maybe rehab has reformed him. As for what I think, Chuck Bass will always be trouble. Let's just hope B has her guard up this time and doesn't get humiliated again. I'll keep you updated. You know you love me, XOXO, Gossip Girl.
November 12, 2011
"Not enough, dear," Cyrus squealed as he held her tighter. "It's been far too long since I've seen you."
"I've missed you, too, Cyrus," Blair said as she kissed her stepfather's cheek.
"How are you?" he asked as he led them to sit in the kitchen. Guests had started to arrive and her parents were out with them as Cyrus wanted a moment to talk with his stepdaughter.
"I'm good," she said. "My classes are interesting and I'm learning a lot at my internship."
"How are you, not your classes or your internship, you?" he reiterated for emphasis.
"Fine," she told him, knowing what he was hinting at. "We're moving slowly."
"Darling," Eleanor said to her husband as she cut their conversation short, "Don't keep Blair from her guests. You can talk with her in the morning."
"Yes, dear," he said with a twinkle in his eye as he and Blair stood up. "We were just on our way out."
Blair wasn't out of the kitchen two seconds when Roman pulled her to him.
"Tell me, ma cherie," Roman said as he put his arm over Blair's shoulders, "How is the therapy with Charles going?"
"It's going," she said as she made eye contact with Chuck across the room.
"Any progress?" he inquired.
"Some," Blair told him, "But it's slow going."
"That's good," he said with a smile, "Things like this take time. Don't let anyone rush you."
"Thank you," she said. "You're one of the only people who feels like that."
"Well, it's the truth," Roman told her.
Blair continued talking with her stepfather as her father joined them and they started discussing their Thanksgiving plans.
"Hey," Dan said casually as he stood next to Chuck, "What's up?"
Chuck turned his head to look at him and said, "What do you want, Humphrey?"
"How are you?" Dan asked.
"We both know you could less about how I am," Chuck said. "Spit out what you want."
"Do you really want to make things work with Blair this time?" Dan inquired.
"Who the hell do you think you are asking me that?" Chuck asked as he wrenched out of Dan's grip.
"Her friend, and someone who cares for her," Dan told him as he locked eyes with Chuck. "And that's something we both have in common. Don't make her relive everything if you aren't certain you won't fuck it up this time."
"I don't know what your angle is, but our relationship is none of your business," Chuck spat.
"What relationship?" Dan said smugly.
"If punching wouldn't set me back with Blair, you'd be the floor right now," Chuck said in a dangerously low tone as his eyes narrowed.
"You passed," Dan smiled as Chuck grew more and more infuriated with the Brooklynite. "I think you're in it for good this time. Good for you."
Chuck took a deep breath before walking away from Dan. As much as he hated him, he was friend's with Blair and Chuck didn't want her party ruined for the second year in a row.
"A word, Charles," Eleanor said as she motioned for him to follow her when she saw him walking her way.
"Good evening, Mrs. Rose," Chuck said affably, unsure how the Waldorf matriarch was going to act. "How are you? How's life in Paris?"
"You can drop the pleasantries, Chuck," she started. "My daughter may have found it in her heart to give you another chance, but I haven't. If you hurt her yet again, I am the one you need to worry about, understood?"
"Enjoy the party now," she told him warmly as she spotted someone else she wanted to talk with, leaving Chuck to gulp as she patted his shoulder. Even when he and Blair were dating, he always felt uneasy when around her mother.
"Happy birthday, B," Serena said sheepishly as she finally approached her old friend. "You look great."
"Thank you," Blair said. "I'm glad you were able to come."
"Of course," Serena smiled, "I've never missed a Waldorf birthday. Thanks for inviting me."
"You're my best friend, Serena," Blair told her. "And I told you I just needed time."
"Are we good now?" the blonde asked optimistically.
"No, but I won't avoid you anymore," Blair told her with a smirk.
She left things tenuous with Serena as she left her to mingle with the other guests. Hours later when everyone filtered out and her parents were upstairs, Blair spotted Chuck sitting on the chaise. She made her way over to him as he stood with a bag in his hands.
"Did you see the blast from Gossip Girl?" Chuck asked her. He wanted to talk with her about it but wanted to have that conversation in person.
"I did," she said, "But it changes nothing."
He decided to drop it and handed her the beautifully prepared gift bag. "Happy birthday, Blair," he said as she took it from him, narrowly missing grazing his hand.
She went to open her presents when he stopped her. "Wait until I leave," Chuck requested as he put his hand on hers, the both of them frozen as it was their first touch in months and the heat between them was palpable. "And read the card first."
"Okay," she said quietly as she held the bag in front of her. "Thank you for stopping by."
"Happy birthday," he said with a nod before turning to walk to the elevator. She watched him step in and smiled as he waved at her before the doors closed.
Once she heard the elevator making its way to the ground floor, she hurried up the stairs to get ready for bed before opening her present from him. Blair sat on her bed with the bag from Chuck in front of her, slowly pulling out the card and starting to read it.
Blair,
I know you're probably itching to open your presents so let's start with the top box.
She reached for it and quickly opened it, a small gasp escaping her lips when she saw a pair of ruby heart earrings to match her ring.
A Waldorf birthday wouldn't be complete without jewelry. You love that ring and deserve to have earrings to match.
Blair stared at them before going back to reading the card.
Now for the second box. As you know, I've moved into an apartment at the Palace. This is the key to the elevator. You're always welcome.
That wasn't what she was expecting when she saw the small blue box from Tiffany's. But inside was the key to his new apartment on an intricate silver key fob from her favorite jeweler. She played with the key in her fingers before placing it in her purse.
After securing it in the small inner pocket, she went back to reading the card as she pulled out the next gift.
You're probably wondering when I became such a wordsmith. What you're holding in your hands in the journal I started writing in this summer. Read it, burn it, it's yours to do whatever you want with. I did my best to get down everything that went through my mind at all the points that destroyed us. You may have held the gun at points, so to speak, but I was the one who always pulled the trigger. None of this excuses what happened and my reasons were all wrong, but I don't want to keep anything from you anymore.
She smirked as she read the next part.
I realize what blackmail I'm handing over to you with my words, but I trust you, like I always should have.
Blair felt tears forming in her eyes as she flipped through the journal. Staring back at her was Chuck's perfect penmanship, pouring out his heart to her. Before she could get caught up in reading it, she remembered the last box.
The box at the bottom, if I know you as well as I think I do, will make you smile. Think of me as you enjoy them.
And she did smile, it was a box of her favorite macaroons from Paris.
Thank you again for everything. Our therapy sessions must be hard on you so I appreciate you coming back each week. I'm looking forward to the day we get back what we had.
Happy birthday, beautiful. May 21 be your best year yet.
Always yours,
C
Blair was smiling as she reached for her phone to text him. You do know me well, she typed, And thank you. Your presents were prefect.
Only the best for you, he texted back, Happy Birthday, B.
Please review if you'd like me to continue. And if I haven't heard from you yet, leave a review. Lots of you have favorited or alerted this story but have yet to leave a comment. I'd love to hear your thoughts and it's very easy to do, not to mention it would really make me smile =D
The next chapter really picks up and Chuck lets loose while we start to see Blair begin to fall to pieces. Remember, it has to get worse before it can get better.
As I'm writing, I find myself wanting to move forward more quickly that I have been. In doing that, I'll need to gloss over some issues while tackling other issues more in depth. What issues between them do you see as the most important for them to talk about? I really don't want to revisit what's already been discussed but it may come up in passing, it just won't be rehashed.
I know some of you have commented how Blair has done stuff to Chuck just like what he did to her. I want to say now that, in my opinion, nothing Blair did can ever equate to what he did. Yes, she tricked him into kissing a guy and went behind his back to Jack to try and acquire a liquor license for the club at the Empire. But really, can you put that on the same level as him trying to trick her into having sex with Jack to get the Empire back? I don't think you can.
Also, while Chuck was the perfect boyfriend for most of season three, his main issue has always been doubting himself and Blair. Yes, she told him she didn't love him anymore but if he would always move on too quickly in my opinion. If you truly love someone with all your heart, there is no replacement for them and it is pure weakness being with someone else.
The next chapter will explore these issues and now you see what my point of view is on them and how I will go about writing them. I really want to get them caught up to their present and tenuous relationship because they still have so much work to do after the past is discussed. It will probably be two ore three more chapters before they get caught up to where they are now and that is when the hard part begins – they have to decided where they are going to go from there.
And, if you think you've figured out where I'm going with this story, think again ;) I enjoy keeping you guessing and have twists planned for this story to throw Blair and Chuck, and you all, for a loop!
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