Chapter Three- Declaration of Independence
[Dan's P.O.V.]
I wish I could sleep all day, waste the day away in my bed and only get up for the necessities if need be. That'd be the life and I just might consider doing that for the day seeing as I have no other big plans for the day. Feeling the sun burning on my face began to disrupt that sleep as it just felt like my face was in a microwave of some sort, at first it was a little relaxing but not so much. Beginning to open my eyes I looked over to see that I wasn't alone in bed and apparently I was naked…again. Sitting up in the bed I was a bit shocked to see that it was Blaire that way laying beside me and she too was naked. This time I wasn't drunk from last night so I was well aware of what happened last night, I'm just a little surprised it happened again with Blaire for that matter. She began to stir in her sleep calling out for Darota as she slowly opened her eyes to see that she was back in Brooklyn. Not nearly as surprised as she was the last time she woke up in bed with me she looked over and quickly just rolled her eyes. Her looks of annoyance weren't as mean as they once were now, I just took them as terms of endearment that she cared enough to even give me a face of disgust. Leaning over the side of the bed I grabbed my boxers to put them back on as she familiarized herself with my room again while I tried to remove a bit of the naked between us. Sitting up in the bed she leaned up against the brick wall half expecting me to have a backboard to the bed but once again I knew this would be another prime example for her to say that Brooklyn is beneath her.
"Good morning Waldorf" I greeted her she began to scan the room as if she were searching for something "What's wrong?" I then asked knowing that something was going to bother her
"Where are my underwear and my bra?" Blaire asked pressing sheets up against her body as she scanned the floor once again before I looked over to see that her bra was draped over my lamp on my side of the bed
"I found one" I said handing her bra over to her "The underwear might be under the sheets" I then said as she reluctantly looked under the sheets to see that I was right which she hated and I absolutely loved
"The first time I blamed it on the alcohol. This time I'm blaming it on Chuck Bass, the jackass" Blaire said as she slid her underwear on before leaning over to grab her pants
"Last night you weren't complaining, in fact complaining was the last thing that was on your mind" I told her
"Please, no sexual innuendos Humphrey. I'm very aware of how I am while in the act" Blaire replied
"Why is it that you continually wake up with all this bitchieness? I use to think you were mad at the world but now I just think you like being mean in the mornings" I told her
"Yeah, well I'm waking up with you, that's not something I'm proud of. We just had sex again so excuse me if I'm not beaming with happieness" Blaire said as she got out of the bed to put her pants on before going on the journey of where her clothes were while I just lazily got out of the bed to my pants on knowing she was probably going to curse the high heavens for us sleeping together again.
"Your shirt is in the kitchen, in fact I think both of ours are" I said following behind her to the kitchen to find the pieces of garment "Hey, will you at least talk to me? Your making me feel like a cheap hooker" I told her as we both bent down to put on our shirts
"Nothing changes Humphrey, this was still a mistake and last night still remains the same. Chuck Bass is officially marrying Raina Thorpe and whatever hopes I have about us being happily ever after has been dashed so that leaves me less that enthused" Blaire told me sadly "I just wish this would all be some sort of a dream where I can forget" she sighed
"You'll get through this. Chuck Bass is not the only guy out there made for you, I'm sure there will be a Prince made just for you" I said trying to sound enthusiastic but she still wasn't ready to embrace the silver lining just yet
"You suck at cheering people up, that just made it sound all depressing with your condescending you'll find someone made for you comment" Blaire groaned
"What else am I suppose to say? I'm trying to be a friend, and believe me this friendship thing is still quite new to me so I'm not sure if you need reassurance or a kick in the ass" I replied
"I don't need anything, especially from you Humphrey" Blaire said
"Believe it or not we both got screwed over last night so maybe you should try being nice to me because the way I see it we both lost the so called loves of our lives last night" I said trying to get her to realize that I was a friend not an enemy
"It's Serena, she falls for a guy every month so you still have a chance come next month or any other month for that matter" Blaire stated before he cell phone began to vibrate on the sofa in the living room. She reluctantly headed over towards the sofa knowing that she would have to let the outside world know she still existed so they wouldn't send hound dogs in search of her. Looking on at the caller identification for a moment she just froze as if she hadn't expected him to call her of all people. Making my way over noticing how tense she looked, I grabbed the phone and just became angered that he'd be that insensitive to call after last night
"You don't have to answer. Let it go to voicemail" I told her as she ran through her head what the Waldorf thing to do was
"Shut up!" Blaire whispered to me as she wanted silence to think "I'm not going to show weakness, this is my chance to show him I don't care" she said pulling the phone out of my hand
"But you do" I pointed out
"For once can you entertain the idea that deception is not such a bad thing and that cookie cutter way isn't always gratifying when your curled up in a ball crying for the umpteenth time" Blaire told me in one of her rants before she answered the phone preparing to give a Emmy award winning performance "Chuck Bass, to what do I owe your time to think of little old me" she answered in her usual prissy tone
"You left the party early, I wanted to make sure you reigning terror on some store clerk" Chuck said in a tone that appeared like Blaire was supposed to be accepting of his decision "I found it a bit rude that you wouldn't even at least wish me congratulations" he said
"Forgive my manners Chuck! Congratulations on your engagement to the woman who is trying to steal your family's company, now she'll do it upfront instead of behind your back" Blaire replied sarcastically which did have me laughing just in the way she said it
"Lunch. At the met, in thirty minutes. Don't make me wait" Chuck said becoming annoyed with her so he just spit out his demands and ended the call leaving her wondering what he had planned
"Are you going?" I asked the stunned Blaire
"Yes, I have to" Blaire told me as I just looked at her thinking that's the craziest thing she's ever said
"You don't have to do anything" I replied "Don't let him control you" I then told her
"You wouldn't understand" Blaire said grabbing her coat as she prepared to leave "You can't just sit around and mope, I don't get that luxury. I'll see you around" she said before she left the loft
[Blaire P.O.V.]
God, people can be so obvious sometimes. It's like when you stare you should get quick glimpse and not stare like the person is a damn monument or something. Checked Gossip Girl on my way over and I've made the front page and not in a good way, they have me looking like I was Jackie-O discovery JFK was leaving me for Marilyn after all instead of having his head blown off, but in Chuck's case if that were to happen I do have a great dress that would fit the occasion and I just got it. I know its sad that I'm even thinking like that but I'm beyond pissed with him that its taking all of me to just come to this lunch with him. Humphrey is probably thinking I'm an idiot for coming but what does he know? He doesn't get this world and the things you have to suck up and do just to save future face. If I would have stowed away and played the saddened lover then people would have just kept talking about me, creating false stories and by the time I'd retreat from my bedroom they'd have more merit than I could handle and I wouldn't even have the chance to deny them, so I have to suck it up right now. Spotting Chuck off in the corner of the room talking on his cell phone to whom I'm sure is a business partner, I almost begin to have this sinking feeling in my stomach like my heart is being broken all over again because I still love him. Why do I love a egotistical ass like him? I mean when I was little he wasn't the guy I wished for…I wished for smart, sexy, amazing literary knowledge, taste for the finer things, love for the arts, and just an eye for fashion. I think Chuck may have hit two of those things I was looking for but from that I've seriously downgraded.
"You're a minute late" Chuck said as he got up to greet me by placing kisses on both sides of my cheek before pulling out my chair so I could sit "So how are you?" he asked
"Shocked and disgusted, but that's just your appearance thus far" I smirked "You?" I asked him
"I'm doing quite well, enjoying my lasts days on the market" Chuck laughed
"Last days? You make it seem like your marrying soon?" I asked him
"That's because I am. Raina and I are leaving for Brazil in a month to get married, it's very important to us that we act while people remember us" Chuck stated so casually
"While people remember you? They'll remember you because you're an idiot. What's with the rush? And don't tell me because you can't wait to marry her…I know you well enough to know that's a load of…" I managed to say before he cut me off
"I'd gain twenty percent into Thorpe Enterprise, which would allow me to rebuild Bass Enterprise. Raina is being underappreciated at Thorpe so she'd build up a division of Bass and we'd take her father down" Chuck said like the mad man that he was as I sat in disbelief
"Are you insane?" I just asked in disbelief "I mean this is business. The ink on the paper will be for business reasons?" I asked him
"This is my father's company not some internship" Chuck replied before extending to take sip from his wine glass
"And this is your life not some business acquisition. What happens when you get too far in, huh? What happens then? You lose percentages of Thorpe?" I asked him
"Don't be so dramatic. Raina and I have come to an understanding that we're better together than apart, she's valuable to me if I want to make Bass Enterprises what it used to be…love will just have to wait. I know we've talked about getting back together but we'll need more time" Chuck told me as looked at him like he was even more of an idiot than what I thought
"Oh, so you want to be with me still while your married. Yeah, that doesn't work for me" I told him "I'm not going to sit around and wait while you go off and marry, only to be the mistress. I think I have more class than to be that so how dare you even propose such a thing" I said
"Blaire, like anyone can love you the way I love you" Chuck laughed "I know you, I get you, I get that darker part of you that used to despise Serena. I know all your secrets and I still managed to love you. Who will love you like that? The way I see it…I'm all you have" he told me so confidently as tears began to well up in my eyes as a part of me knew he was right
"I'm better than this" I said gritted through my teeth not wanting to give him the satisfaction of my tears but found it harder to do so
"You could be, but with me" Chuck smiled "You stepping out the box of what we are to each other will never happen. You're my neat and propper Blaire" he said as he played with a strand of my hair
"I have to go" I said rising from my chair slowly before he grabbed onto my arm
"I love you" Chuck said "But this is business" he then added just as I pulled away
[Dan's P.O.V.]
Seriously? I need to write. I need to force myself to write. Anything. Everything but just write something even its about this fat loser in front of me that took the last bagel. I wanted a damn bagel and I wanted to write but nothing is going my way today which seems to be the story of my life so I should just get use to it, right. I should work on my paper for class I mean that will force me to write even if its homework…yeah, that's pathtic. I should be doing a lot of things right now and I'm just stuck, like seriously caught in the mud stuck to where I can't move. I want to shake things up but I have no clue as to what I can do that would even start that process. My dad keeps telling me that I should just get a job working so that I can at least bring in some money to where I can play around with what I like, which is also known as get a job so you can pay for the dreams because dreams aren't paying the bills anymore, but luckily Lilly feels maternal enough to give me money every now and then that goes towards little fixer up things around the loft. Closing my lap top in defeat, Ryan quickly took a seat at the table.
"To what do I owe this sudden and abrupt appearance?" I asked as I put my lap top away in my book bag
"How is the writing going?" Ryan asked
"It's fair" I replied suspiciously
"Feel like writing a love poem for me. Roses are red, Violets are blue the sex wasn't that great so I didn't call you" Ryan joked
"Who was she?" I asked
"I have no idea, but it was horrible. I mean limbs were everywhere and there was no satisfaction being met whatsoever" Ryan told me
"Then file her away under never call column. Solved your problem without having to break a word sweat" I laughed
"Talk to Blaire?" Ryan asked med
"Yes, I've talked to Blaire, we're somewhat friends" I told him
"Oh, that's what you call yourselves after sex. Wow! You two are…weird" Ryan laughed "You two should become sex buddies" he then proposed
"What? Yeah, no" I laughed
"Why not! I mean you two hate each other or barely like each other so its not that awkward where your wondering what the person is thinking about you because you know she can't stand you. You go to each other for the obvious and that's it" Ryan said
"How about because there is no real connection if its just about sex" I told him
"Connection. Daniel, connection is for people looking to fall in love and if your planning to fall in love then you need to remove yourself from your body because your so damn boring" Ryan said "You have the occasional bender on beers but that's it…your all fair to the world and its boring" he said
"I'm sorry if I care about humanity" I laughed "That's suppose to inspire be to just sex it up with Blaire, no way" I said
"You need sex because after our discussion and after that revelation you dropped on me, I realized that you were actually pleasant to talk to" Ryan laughed "It's just an idea. Some famous people have had sex buddies and look where they are now" he said
"Like who?" I asked him dying to know the examples he'd come up with
"I have no idea, I just thought of it" Ryan laughed before my cell phone began to vibrate with an update on the Gossip Girl site. I had checked it on the way over to the café just to see if Serena and I had made front page but that honor went to Blaire and Chuck. It always sucked being front page, especially for the bad. Looking on at the post it had a picture of the meeting between Chuck and Blaire, that in itself almost made me sick to see Chuck's smug face. Ready to turn my phone off I caught a glimpse at the description of the post to read that Blaire was seen crying as she got into a cab. Crap! That ass got to her.
[Blaire P.O.V]
If there was ever a time that I could have given up on the Upper Eastside, it could have been now. Here I was trying to save face when my heart was literally torn to shreds by a guy that was supposed to love me. He was supposed to love me and this is how I feel…I know love is hard but this feels like a mountain fell on my ass type of hard. Curled up in the darkness of my room I keep thinking of the moments where I thought I had found it all in him and then I curse myself over and over for thinking that love would be that easy. I had a guy like Nate and I ended up with Chuck as the person I decided to give not only my heart to but my virginity to as well. I've never felt so trashy in my life, I mean who does that. The tears falling down my face feel so hot that its beginning to burn my skin in the process and I'm hoping that it will burn just enough to take the pain away and I swear with each teardrop that falls my wish is almost coming true. Darota has been in and out checking on me but I've made it clear that I want her visits to be few because its getting a little much to clean myself up only to continue with the charade of it all. I just want it all to end and have it be done because I can't do this anymore, I can't do love. Just as I prepare to swear of the rest of love and its ridiculous notions, Darota knocks at my door again but this time she whispers to someone. Who the hell could be here?
"Blaire" Dan says as he slowly enters the darkened room as I slowly turn to look at him. He looks horrible so I don't care how he see's me…at least for now
"What do you want Humphrey?" I ask him before Darota closes the door behind him to give us privacy
"I saw the post on Gossip Girl. I had a hunch that you'd be here so I thought you…I don't know what you need" Dan fumbled for words
"I don't need you" I said through muffled tears
"Yeah, I'm well aware of that" Dan smiled softly as he made his way over to sit on the edge of my bed "What happened?" he asked me
"My heart was stabbed to death, then put on display to be stabbed again" I said in the most dramatic tone
"Really? Did he add that whole Chuck Bass flare to it where he's cold as ice?" Dan asked me
"I really don't want to go back and forth on this. I know you hate him, but I just can't right now because regardless I still loved him so if I'm stupid then here is stupid" I said sadly
"I'm not going to fault you for that because I'm the idiot that still loves Serena van der Woodsen" Dan tells me "So we've both got our hang ups" he says
"And how are you doing with that?" I asked hoping Dan found the cure for heartache
"I was mad as hell, then I went to wanting to get drunk, had sex with a not so random person a.k.a you, now I'm just wanting to move on with my life. Your halfway there, so your making progress" Dan told me
"I don't want to make progress anymore, I just want to make it all ready" I mutter
"You will. In fact, Ryan, our classmate has even suggested something that might help you. It's stupid but I think you might need a laugh right now" Dan laughed nervously as I slowly roll over to look at him
"What?" I asked him
"He thought we should be sex buddies" Dan said slowly before I quickly leaned over the side of the bed grabbing my trash can to hurl
"Humphrey, you've now reached insanity. Not even insanity, I think your beyond it. You've frickin' lost it to the point where you need neurological help" I scolded him as I sat up in my bed
"Yes, I know and I thought the same thing the whole way over here and even when he told me…" Dan reasoned before I cut him off
"Then why suggest that dumbass idea?" I asked him angrily
"Because I'm tired of this. I'm tired of being stuck. Serena goes off and lives her life regardless of what it does to me because I'm the fool that takes her back because I have this notion that she could be the one for me, but I'm stuck. I can't write a page to save my life because the girl I wrote thousands and thousands of pages about has just fallen for a guy that tried to kill her. So the idea is stupid but at least I'd be doing something other than this" Dan said
"You'd just being doing me" I said sarcastically "I'm not some two bit slut Humphrey!" I then said
"No, you're a girl that just got her heart stomped on and who desperately needs to have a major shake up in her life. Why not us? Why can't we do something that is out of character for once?" Dan asked
"Because I like to think sex should be with someone you care about not for sport" I stated
"We're friends, whether you believe that or not, we're friends. Why not take the added pressure of sex out of our lives and just live for once?" Dan asked
"This is crazy" I told him as a moment passed between us
"Finally, something is for us" Dan said