An: Sorry this took so long, but it was not my fault, it had this ready but then fanfiction decided to turn down :(
Chapter 1
"Audrey Serena Bass, where are you going?!"
The girl that was rushing down the large, mahogany stairs stopped at the middle on them and turned around. Busted!
"Yes?" she asked and smiled sweetly, just as if she wasn't about to sneak out.
Her smile was the perfect combination of her parent's smiles, her mother's beautiful, classy smile and her father's famous smirk- at least that was what her godmother used to tell her.
"Where are you going?" asked the woman at the top of the stairs, she was blond, tall and beautiful.
She looked at Audrey's outfit and her blues eyes widened
"And what the hell are you wearing?"
Audrey looked down at her feet and focused her favorite pair of Manolos, the classy black dress went perfect with it, sure it was pretty short, but not too short.
"I'm just heading out to meet some friends…" she lied in a kind of singsong.
The woman raised one of her perfect plucked brows and placed her hand in her hips: "Is that so?"
"Yeah…"
She crossed her fingers and hoped that her godmother wouldn't mind.
"Well, you're not heading out tonight."
Damn it!
"But why not? Please??? Tomorrow's my birthday and I really want to celebrate it with my friends and because of the family dinner tomorrow I won't be able to celebrate with them on my actual birthday… so please?"
She was nearly begging.
"You're not going."
"Why not?"
"Because I said so!"
"But I want to go", Audrey pleaded, her godmother was actually really cool, she didn't know what was wrong. "Please, it's not fair, my friends are waiting!"
"Stop complaining! Tomorrow is your birthday and I have something very special for you. So you have the choice, either you're nowhere but you bed NOW and you'll get that present tomorrow, or you're heading out and you'll won't. Make a choice."
The blond woman crossed her arms in front of her chest, she knew Audrey too well and she knew that the girl would pick the present. She was just like her parents.
Audrey grumbled and stomped on the ground. She looked at the woman with one of her famous eye glares and made her way up the stairs, her curls were waving.
"I hate you" she spitted as she stood in front of one woman who could handle her, then she ran into her room and slammed the door.
"I know you hate my right know,you'll pick up your cell and you'll call you're best friend and you'll start complaining about me, after that you'll go to bed and you won't be able to sleep because you're too excited. And tomorrow when you wake up, you'll have forgotten this whole conversation you'll love me again- you're jut like your mother", Serena van der Woodsen sighed and wiped off one single tear.
15 years ago
"He'll kill me," Blair Waldorf muttered.
She sat in a high-tech helicopter with her best friend seated right beside her.
"Who will kill you?"
"My dad!"
Serena chuckled and reached out to catch Blair's tears.
"He won't."
Blair looked at her in disbelief, her hazel eyes were swimming in tears.
Serena sighed.
"Well, he won't be delighted, but I don't think he'll judge you, he has no right to do that, or make you regret your decision to turn to him, he is your father, he will understand and he will be there for you. And if he judges you than tell him that this maybe wouldn't have happened if he hadn't left your mother…"
"Serena this is not his fault", Blair defended her dad.
"I know", Serena whispered, "But if he tries to convince you of something you don't want to do, then don't do it, B this is your decision. Don't do something that feels wrong. Do you understand what I mean?"
Blair flinched and tried to pull away but Serena gripped her hands even harder.
"I won't keep this child, S, I can't keep it", Blair whispered, Serena could barely understand her.
"It would destroy everything… do you think Yale would accept a teenage Mom? No this could destroy my life, please try to understand."
"Shh, Blair it's okay. Just think about it, I mean this your baby, do you really not want to keep it? Do you really want to get rid of it? And what's with Nate and Chuck? Don't you think they have a right to know?"
"Do you know whose it is?" she added.
Blair sobbed and brought her left hand to her mouth to choke those sobs.
"It… it can't be Nate's", she stuttered.
Serena stroke her back and hugged her tightly.
"Why?" she asked.
Blair couldn't breathe, it was too much, she couldn't handle anything of this own her one anymore, so she swallowed that lump, which was made of all of her fears and confessed: "He wasn't in me when… when he came."
They were silent, well not entirely silent Blair sobbed and Serena sobbed, too. At least that was what Blair thought she was doing until she noticed that Serena was actually chuckling.
"This isn't funny!" Blair screamed and hit Serena on the arm.
"I know", Serena agreed and then- "I'm sorry, but it kind of is funny… somehow."
"I hate you!" Blair cried and turned away.
"I'm sorry B."
Serena was still giggling.
"…"
"Blair, I really am sorry:"
"Don't talk to me!"
"Blair, stop sulking."
"I am not sulking", Blair sulked.
"Okay look, I just had to laugh because we finally have proof that our Mister Perfect isn't perfect at all. I'm sorry that I hurt you, but you really should talk to me, B. I'm the only one left, who will stand by you through all of this."
"Yeah, you're probably right", Blair sounded so small and vulnerable, as it would take just one thing to destroy her.
Serena opened her arms and Blair snuggled deep into her embrace.
"So are you going to tell Chuck?" Serena asked carefully.
Blair froze and shook her head, her curls were waving.
"No", she muttered, her voice was nearly breaking.
She looked up and as the found Serena's eyes she demanded: "And you have to promise me that –no matter what happens- you won't tell him either, that you won't tell anybody, nobody can know this Serena, not even Cabbage Patch, is that clear? Swear it Serena, I need you to promise me, that this will stay our secret, that you will keep this, from him from everyone we know, promise me!"
She was shaking Serena's shoulders and pleading, the tears were streaming down her face and as Serena van der Woodsen looked down at her broken best friend, her sister by choice, she couldn't help but promised her: "I won't tell anyone, I swear that I won't tell, I promise you that my lips are sealed."
She had a hunch that she was going to regret this…
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