IMPORTANT PLEASE READ:
Okay guys here's the deal. I have about seven more chapters left of this storyline the way I currently have it set up. I can end the story there or I can modify the current ending a little and keep the story going. So this time I'm not asking for reviews (if you want to review go right ahead I always love getting them :) ) but I am asking everyone who reads this if they think I should start a new storyline instead of ending it, end the story, or finish this story and write a sequel of sorts. Please, Please, Please, let me know what you think.
One warning though, I have seen a lot of spoilers and while I'm not working off of those some of them may appear in my story because they fit too perfectly not to. But from here on out I am pretty sure my story differs enough that I am on my own.
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.
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Blair's words echoed through Chuck's head as he yelled at the limo driver to go faster, I need you, Marcus is here, I need you, Marcus here, need you. Damn it. He slammed his fist against the car window. Blair had been doing so well, but he knew what this meant, this meant that she had slipped, it meant that she had made herself sick again. What the fuck was Marcus doing back anyway? Wasn't he suppose to be off at Yale?
He felt like they were getting stopped at every single stop light in the city; the traffic so jammed that it was taking half an hour every block. Damn the Palace, where Chuck had been when he got Blair's call, for being located on the Upper West Side of Manhattan, damn Blair for being old money and living on the Upper East Side to begin with, and damn his father for being new money. The way it was going it was going to be hours before he reached Blair, there were still at least twelve more blocks before her house and Blair needed him right then; so, he buzzed up to the driver to tell him to keep working his way towards her apartment and he got out of the limo.
At first Chuck just walked briskly but soon the urgency and desperation in her voice got to him and he started running. Dodging people on the sidewalk was a challenge to say the least, but as he got closer to the Upper East Side, the crowds thinned out. He didn't run, for anyone. Except apparently Blair, and he had a feeling that if she needed him he would run a marathon for her.
Chuck was so caught up in his thoughts that he almost passed Blair's apartment. But he looked up just in time to see Marcus leaving and from what he heard Marcus tell the bellman, he wouldn't be back tonight. Without Marcus to worry about, Chuck was free to go into Blair's building without fear of being seen.
All of the doormen knew Chuck well, most tipping their hats in his direction as he made a beeline for the elevator. The bellman at the elevator took one look at Chuck and knew why he was here. He had worked at this building several years and had been called to bring room service to the penthouse for Ms. Waldorf a few too many times before the subsequent arrival of Ms. Van der Woodson and in the past year Mr. Bass only an hour or so later to not realize what was going on. It was a shame that Ms. Waldorf did this to herself; but, it was no wonder considering the girl's father leaving and her mother never being home, poor thing. However, he couldn't help but wonder what Mr. Bass was doing here when Ms. Waldorf was supposed to be engaged, and hadn't her fiancé just left? Hmm . . . The Waldorf penthouse seems to be having quite the interesting day.
Chuck tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for the elevator. This was taking too long, he needed to get to Blair quickly. Chuck turned to the bellman, "Do you know what's taking the elevator so long?"
The bellman knew it must be bad if Chuck was this impatient to get up there. "Sir, I believe a family is moving out on one of the floors above us and it seems as though they are occupying the elevators." The bellman heard Chuck curse under his breath and spoke without even thinking. "Mr. Bass, follow me."
Chuck was a little startled at first but this bellman had always been good to him in the past. Chuck had a feeling that this guy had some suspicions about Blair's problem and he had always seemed to go out of his way to be nice to Chuck when he was here. So Chuck followed him back behind the employee desk and even though he knew the man must be helping him out he couldn't help but ask. "Sir, where are we going?"
"Employee elevator." The bellman said quickly as they came to the elevator door. "Get in Mr. Bass. It will take you straight to the Ms. Waldorf's floor." he said pressing a button. "But please don't get caught, I would rather not lose my job."
Chuck was perplexed at why this bellman was being so nice and he snuck a quick peek at the man's name nag before speaking. "Thank you Mr. Jamison and in the case that you do get fired, you will always have a job at the Palace Hotel."
As the doors closed Mr. Jamison tipped his hat.
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Serena had agreed to meet Dan at his father's art gallery. There was nothing going on there tonight so it should be deserted. She walked in to find Dan sitting on one of the bar stools looking disappointed and Serena knew instantly that his disappointment had to do with her. She hated how judgmental Dan could be. That had been one of their problems all along. "What is it Dan?" Serena asked crossing her arms.
"How could you do that to Nate? You two have been friends since you were kids, yet you threw him under the bus for no apparent reason? And you would have done it Chuck and Blair too if it weren't for Jenny. Who are you anymore?" Dan said to a defiant Serena.
"What do you mean 'if it weren't for Jenny'?" Serena said, the question in her eyes obvious.
Dan clinched his eyes shut. Damn it, Serena didn't know about the deal with Gossip Girl. Now he was going to have to tell her and the way this conversation was going he could tell that she wasn't going to like it. He reopened his eyes to Serena standing there looking very Blair like, tapping her foot and everything and that was beyond scary. "Jenny is the one that told Gossip Girl about Nate and Penelope. He confessed to her while she was working on an art project that involved a video camera. So she gave the footage to Gossip Girl in exchange for Gossip Girl agreeing not to post anything on Chuck and Blair's relationship." Serena's eyes were wide at this. "I honestly thought you knew, I hadn't thought everything through or I would have realized that you didn't. I figured Blair would have told you."
"Who all knows this?" Serena asked, the anger apparent in her voice.
Dan knew at this point lying would get him no where. "Blair, Chuck, and Jenny obviously, then Chuck told me today and Nate was there, so him too."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!" Serena screamed "And no one thought to tell me?"
"Serena, I already told you, I thought you knew. But this doesn't change the fact that what you did to Nate and what you tried to do to Chuck and Blair, was wrong. Not just wrong, it was malicious. They are your friends and they didn't deserve it."
"You've been included in our little group for all of, I don't know 12 hours Dan, yet you are siding with them over me, when we've been together for over a year now." Serena stated in a biting tone.
Dan couldn't help but snap back at her. "Yeah Serena and what does that say about you? Huh? I've been a better friend to them in the past twelve hours than you have your entire life."
"None of this is your business!" Serena raged.
"Serena, it is my business if it has to do with you. You're my girlfriend and I love you." Dan said trying to rid himself of the judgmental tone.
Serena walked up to Dan, he actually thought that she was going to smack him but instead she wrapped her arms around him and said. "I love you too."
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Chuck was surprised at how quickly the employee elevator moved, before he knew it was opening in the kitchen of the Waldorf penthouse. Dorota was standing in the kitchen fixing what looked like hot tea when Chuck appeared from the service entrance. She jumped, almost spilling the tea and looking quite startled until she realized that it was Chuck. "Oh Mister Chuck. You scared Dorota but is good you are here, Ms. Blair need you. Here take tea up to her." Dorota said placing the tea mug into Chuck's hands.
Chuck immediately went upstairs. Chuck knocked on her bedroom door and said softly. "Blair. Blair." When there was no response Chuck continued in assuming that Blair was still in the bathroom. Her room was immaculate as ever, she was always the perfectionist. But Chuck moved quickly to the bathroom door; where he placed his ear to the door. He could hear Blair sobbing on the other side of the door which relieved him a little, at least she was conscious. So he knocked first. "Blair, is it okay if I come in?" Chuck asked as he turned the door knob, or at least attempted to, it was locked.
He heard Blair gasp on the other side and a strangled version of her voice say. "Chuck, I need you."
Shit she sounded awful, thought Chuck, he was going to kill Marcus. "Blair, you are going to have to unlock the door or I can't come in." After a moment Chuck heard the lock click but he waited a minute before saying. "Okay Blair, I'm coming in" as he opened the door.
She loves her mama's lemonade,
Hates the sounds that goodbyes make.
She prays one day she'll find someone to need her.
The sight before his eyes frightened him. Chuck couldn't help but think that Blair had been messier this time, like she hadn't prepared for this like she normally did. Usually she laid a towel on the floor for her knees, wore a bathrobe or something more comfortable just in case she got it on herself, which she definitely had this time, and she usually pulled her hair back. But this time, Blair was on the floor of the bathroom, the jacket she had worn to school near the door, the headband in her hair was skewed, her skirt up almost around her waist, her face covered with makeup that had fun down with her tears, Blair Waldorf was a mess. But even then Chuck thought she looked beautiful
She swears that there's no difference,
Between the lies and complements.
It's all the same if everybody leaves her.
Chuck got down on his knees in front of Blair, bent over and placed his hands on either side of her face. Chuck placed a kiss on her forehead before gently reaching up and removing her headband. Blair didn't even move as Chuck brushed back her hair. Chuck stood up for a moment, got a wash cloth from the cabinet under the sink and wet it before getting back on the ground with Blair. He used it to wipe off her face. Cleaning off the makeup, the tears, everything.
And every magazine tells her she's not good enough,
The pictures that she sees make her cry.
Chuck then placed kisses on each of her cheeks, then her mouth, along her jaw, and down to her neck; where he continued placing soft gentle kisses until he reached the collar of her shirt. He took off her shirt, button by button, kissing down Blair's chest with each button he undid. Chuck pushed the blouse off her shoulders and took it off her arms.
And she would change everything, everything just ask her.
Caught in the in between, a beautiful disaster,
And she just needs someone to take her home.
Chuck then moved down to her feet, he removed her shoes one at her time, kissing each one of her feet. Blair was normally ticklish and that would have made her giggle, but not this time. Chuck stood up and rolled up his sleeves then walked over to the bath tub where he started a hot bath. He poured some of Blair's favorite bath stuff in before moving back and helping her stand.
She's giving boys what they want, tries to act so nonchalant,
Afraid they'll see that she's lost her direction.
Chuck bent down and pulled down her skirt before pulling down her La Perla underwear. He then reached up and unfastened her perfectly matching bra, before helping her step into the bath.
"Blair, how's the water? Is it too hot?" Chuck asked gently. Most people didn't know he could be like this. Hell he didn't even know that he could be like this until he was with Blair, until she needed taking care of.
She never stays the same for long ,
Assuming that she'll get it wrong.
Perfect only in her imperfection.
Blair shook her head and opened her mouth to speak.
"You don't need to say anything Blair." Chuck said, kneeling by the tub.
"Yes, I do." She whispered.
She's not a drama queen,
She doesn't want to feel this way, only seventeen but tired.
"I need to say thank you Chuck. Thank you for being here, thank you for loving me even when I don't deserve it."
She would change everything for happy ever after.
Caught in the in between, a beautiful disaster,
But she just needs someone to take her home.
Chuck was smiling a soft smile until Blair said she didn't deserve his love. Then Chuck's smile instantly fell from his face. He seemed angry even. "Never say that again Blair. Never say that you don't deserve my love."
Cuz she's just the way she is, but no one's told her that's okay.
"No you're not perfect; but, you're perfect for me. No you're not the most beautiful girl in the world; but you're the most beautiful girl in my world. You are everything anyone could ever want. If anything, I don't deserve your love." Chuck paused for a moment, taking in Blair's face, shocked at his outburst. She sat up as he continued talking.
And she would change everything, everything just ask her.
Caught in the in between, a beautiful disaster
"You are the only reason that I am someone worth loving Blair. You know who I was before you, you know the kind of things I did back then. I've changed because I love you. You know me Blair, like no one knows me. Without you Blair, I am nothing." Chuck annunciated the last three words before leaning in and kissing Blair.
And she would change everything for happy ever after.
Caught in the in between, a beautiful disaster
Blair kissed him back, forcefully, a lot more so than Chuck expected in her current condition. So Chuck pulled back. "Waldorf, careful, you've had a rough night."
Blair rolled her eyes. "Bass, I'm not going to break." And with that she pulled his face to hers and kissed him.
But she just needs someone to take her home.
Yeah she just needs someone to take her home.
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After a few moments of holding Serena, Dan pulled back. "So are you ready to talk about why you did it?"
Serena bit her bottom lip before taking a seat on the barstool across from Dan. "It's simple really. I thought that if there was a big enough crisis the group would ban together again to fix it. The Fabulous Four, The Non-Judging Breakfast Club, we would be back to how we use to be. It was always the four of us, so different yet so similar. Blair, Nate's doting girlfriend and my best friend, the perfect, popular girl. Nate, Blair's boyfriend so confused and in love with me, the handsome, golden boy. Chuck, Nate's best friend who was always secretly in love with Blair, the bad boy. Then me, Blair's best friend who also happened to have a thing with her boyfriend, the blonde party girl." Serena looked up at Dan who was listening attentively.
"Last year, after I went away, things changed a lot. We weren't the same people. Blair, was just getting her popularity back after what she did with Chuck. Nate, was dating Vanessa and hated both Chuck and Blair. Chuck, was as in love with Blair as ever, maybe even more so, but he thought that getting his best friend back was more important. As for me, I was a reformed party girl in love with a guy from Brooklyn but my past kept catching up with me. But when I was in crisis, they were all there for me. Everything went back to how it was suppose to. But now, Blair, is best friends with Jenny and dating Chuck but engaged to Marcus. Chuck, is dating Blair and trying to stop the wedding but also back to being Nate's best friend. Nate, is more lost and confused than ever, he wants me to stay away from him, he would rather talk to Blair or be with Jenny. And I am exactly where I was last year only without the past and without a best friend."
"Okay so you wanted things to go back to how they were?" Dan asked.
Serena smiled and looked down. "That's exactly what I wanted. I wanted my friends back and I thought that if there was a crisis, it would bring us all together. Nate told me this summer that his family was having money issues, then the other night he said that the Vanderbilts were taking care of things, so I told Gossip Girl. I created a crisis to bring us back together. But things didn't turn out like I thought." Serena looked back up.
"Blair and Chuck didn't include me in the planning; they included Jenny in my place. Jenny who Nate holds a new fascination for, who Blair finds to be a better friend. No one even noticed I was there and I felt so, so, so alone. I decided that I needed to break up the new alliances. That's why I targeted Chuck and Blair. I would have comforted her, then she would have realized that I was the only one who was always there for her." Serena started crying. "I just wanted things back to normal, that's all I wanted."
Dan got up from his bar stool, walked over to Serena, and held her, before saying. "You're going to have to tell Blair. She needs to know how you felt."
I'm seeing a lot of tears on the Upper East Side tonight. Why so sad ladies?
xoxo
gossip girl
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A/N: I hope you all enjoyed it. This chapter was sad to write but fun too. Please remember to let me know what you think I should do as far as continuing the story.
Song: Beautiful Disaster, Jon McLaughlin