I'm sorry guys I know I've already got two going and adding a third is just going to make updates on the others a lot slower. But I felt the need to write a fic about the new ending or whatever it is to CB.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gossip Girl or its characters

Rated: T mostly for language. This one isn't really M but it is a pretty high T lol.

Thanks again to LitPrincess2787 for the most awesome beta ever!

Blair was even more careful about her appearance than usual that morning because she knew that she was going to be seeing Chuck for the first time in two weeks. She had been doing okay, not really but well enough. The detox had helped when she adhered to its rules.

Step 1: Eliminate the reminders of Chuck's existence
Step 2: Do not think about Chuck
Step 3: Should you see Chuck do not look at him
Step 4: Do not speak or make contact with Chuck
Step 5: Do not under any circumstances touch Chuck.

She had done well with steps 1, 3, 4, and 5; but Number 2 she struggled with. It was damn near impossible to not think about him when he was once involved in every aspect of her life. Pushing her steps from her mind she went back to making sure that she was perfection. She may be thinking about the Basshole but she sure as hell wasn't going to let him think that their breakup or whatever it had been had had any affect whatsoever on her life and if she didn't look perfect, that is exactly what Chuck would think.

She had selected something completely classic for today (not that she ever didn't) but she had taken extra care to go for a Grace Kelly type of look. A crème blouse, black pencil skirt, black tights, and black boots, Blair was the epitome of grace and class. She added the finishing touch of a thin crème colored headband with a flower on it, placing it in her loose chocolate curls. Satisfied with her appearance she hurried towards the door where she reached for a black overcoat. Blair put it on and looked at her reflection in the hall mirror. It was a cute coat and fit her well. It had been perfect for Chuck's father's funeral. Step 1 suddenly popped into Blair's head, and with that she tore off the coat. How had she missed it when she had been throwing things

Blair arrived at school and was immediately flanked by her posse of girls. She listened to them twitter on about things that she couldn't care less about. All she wanted was Yale and Chuck. Wait, had she just thought that. She had been breaking Number 2 all morning and now here she was not only thinking about Chuck but she was actively thinking about wanting him. No, this wasn't right; she had to remember the steps. That was when Blair noticed that she had stopped in her tracks at least thirty seconds before. All of her friends were stopped a few feet in front of her staring back.

Hazel was the first to brave the waters and say something. "You okay B?"

Blair shook it off she could do this. She just needed to remember the steps, step 1 eliminate the reminders of Chuck's existence, step 2 do not think about Chuck, step 3 should you see Chuck do not look at him, step 4 do not speak or make contact with Chuck, step 5 do not under any circumstances touch Chuck. After repeating her mantra in her head she stuck her nose in the air "Of course, I just remembered that I have Calculus homework due fourth period that I haven't finished yet."

The girls shrugged and they all started walking once more. It was then that out of the corner of her eye Blair spotted Chuck stepping out of his limo. So it was true, his suspension had been lifted. He caught her eye across the courtyard and gave her a look that said everything; he didn't care what she had said, he wasn't done. Blair allowed their gazes to lock before she remembered the ever important Number 3, don't look at Chuck, and snapped her head back towards the school before walking away.

Blair was dreading class change. She had independent study next period; all of the seniors did. Most of the time they all left campus and hit up one sample sale or another but today it was snowing and that meant that every single one of them was going to be in the Library.

Ever since this morning Blair couldn't stop breaking Step 2; in fact Chuck was ALL she could think about. It had been a horrible morning and it only got worse when she walked into the library and saw a certain person that she shouldn't be thinking about sitting next to the only open seat left. What had made her think it was a good idea to stop by her locker on the way here.

Reluctantly Blair walked over and sat down glaring at Serena the entire time. She shot her a look that screamed 'what the hell S why didn't you save me a seat?' In response to the look Serena mouthed, "Sorry Dan saved me a seat." The entire time she actively didn't look at Chuck. It was impossible not to think about him though; with him only inches away.

"Blair." Chuck whispered in a husky voice.

Step 4, Blair reminded herself, no talking to Chuck. Step 3, no looking at Chuck. She was going to follow as many of these damn rules as she possibly could. He was not going to get her off track. She pulled out her notebook and started writing out the rules. She needed to keep them firm in her memory.

"Please Blair." Chuck added pleadingly. "Blair, talk to me."

Blair continued sitting there pretending like she didn't hear anything as she wrote out her steps in colorful pens.

"Damn it Blair." Chuck said, louder than he should have for where they were. When she still didn't pay attention he grabbed her notebook. "At least fucking look at me."

This got her attention. Blair's head snapped towards him and she spoke to him in the flattest tone that she could muster, making sure that her eyes did nothing to betray her feelings. She wanted them to look cold, dead, like his had the many times he had pushed her away. "Chuck give me my notebook, I need to work."

Chuck's nostrils flared, she could tell he was frustrated with her; but she wasn't letting him back in; not that easily. Wait a second where had that come from? She wasn't letting the Basstard back in at all. Lost in thought, it took Chuck's voice to bring her back out.

Sarcastic. Sarcastic and mocking. That was the only way to describe his voice at that moment. "Step 1: Eliminate the reminders of Chuck's existence, Step 2: Do not think about Chuck, Step 3: Should you see Chuck do not look at him, Step 4: Do not speak or make contact with Chuck, Step 5: Do not under any circumstances touch Chuck. Aww, Blair I'm touched that you find making a list of steps to be so much work." At this his voice dropped growing darker by the second, "I know how much I hurt you. Don't you think I know that?" He was looking deep in her eyes; eyes that she was furiously attempting to control. She would not let him see how much she missed him. "I'm sorry Blair, I'm so sorry."

She was trying as hard as she could to keep from losing it; from breaking down. Chuck reached out to stroke her cheek and she had to force herself to not respond in any way. Half of her was begging her to give into his touch; the other half screaming at her to run away as far and fast as she could. While her mind was contemplating the choices Chuck leaned in as though he was about to kiss her. Right before he did he whispered. "I think you're breaking step five."

Just before their lips touched, Blair sprung back. Her eyes weren't cold this time; they were full of fire and hatred. "How could you?" She hissed.

"Blair." Chuck said trying to calm her down. He started leaning back in and she slapped him. Everyone in the library was looking at them.

"I'm not doing this, not here, not now. I can't it's not fair." Blair said standing up quickly and walking out. She was fighting back tears without much success as she flew out the doors. No she had steps, she needed to follow them, and she couldn't let herself fall into his trap not again. He was quicksand and if she fell in again she might not make it back out. Blair just couldn't do that again; he had hurt her too much. She was into the hallway when she realized that Chuck was chasing after her.

"Stop running from me Blair. We need to do this, we need to talk." He finally caught her; reaching out his arm and grabbing hers. She spun around and he saw the tears streaming down her face.

"Satisfied Bass." She wasn't fighting anything anymore. "You did this to me, okay. So I just can't anymore. I told you that at my house. You have hurt me so many times that I can't risk being with you. Because if you hurt me again I don't think that I would survive it." There she was pouring her heart out in the hallway at school.

Chuck wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch her, hold her, comfort her. "I could never hurt you again Blair. It kills me to see you so upset; so in pain."

Blair's eyes were filled with angry again. "Then tell me how could you do this? How could you bring me back here; make it even harder for me to tell you to leave me alone. It's not fair to me Chuck to be the proverbial punching bag."

Chuck looked down at his shoes then back up at Blair. "I need you Blair. I need you. I lo. . ."

Blair held up a hand. "Don't you dare." Her voice was rough and scratchy. "Don't you dare say that now Chuck."

"Please, Blair, please forgive me. I'm not going to screw up again; I promise you." Chuck said practically begging her.

She shook her head. "Chuck, you will never stop screwing up. I was wrong, your father was wrong. You will never grow up." Blair watched as Chuck's face crumbled in front of her. She had said the thing that she knew would make him leave her alone.

Chuck was breathing hard but he maintained control. He wasn't going to let himself lose it on Blair. "I'm going to prove you wrong Blair and then I'm going to get you back. You have my promise." He turned to walk back to the library.

He was part of the way down the hallway when Blair said in a voice that was quiet but still clearly audible. "You're promises mean nothing to me."

She watched as he flinched; but he continued walking. As he walked away she backed up against the lockers and let the sobs hit her wave after wave. No he couldn't be doing this to her. She knew herself, she wasn't strong enough to stay away from him and he knew it too. If he really cared then he would leave her alone and wouldn't do this to her again. She had to focus on the steps; they were all she had left.

Little lunchtime bit of gossip for you all. I hear C and B got into a little tiff in the library that carried out into the hallway. C left angry and B was left behind, in tears. Wonder what's up with the evil alliance now. I'll be the first to know and you'll be the second.

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A/N: I hope you all enjoyed.

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kate