Chapter Eighteen- It's Official Freddie Prinze Jr
[Blair's P.O.V]
Why do I even opening my eyes. Everything seems so blah now. I mean have you ever woke up and just said what's the point because everything feels so blah….it's like blah this, blah that, blah everything. Darota comes in to open the curtain to let that good old New York sunshine come through and I swear I feel like a vampire about to burst into flames as the sun rays weaken me even more than I let on. Grabbing the nearest pillow next to me, I cover my face and just want to hide…hide from everything, hide from the world outside my door. On occasion I keep telling myself that everything will be fine and that I will somehow survive this like the Queen that I am but its getting hard to believe that when I have Chuck blackmailing me every chance he gets…he swears up and down that we'd be different but different hasn't occurred yet and I'm not ready to go down that path of hell. Though I do have to keep him somewhat happy as I don't want him to go after Humphrey, whom has called and text me nearly every chance he got. Sometimes I think of answering but I know that I have made my decision and I've got to move on from it. Slowly rising in my bed, I begin to realize my previous declaration…I have to move on from it all. I have to be stronger than this even though the circumstances don't really allow me to have a strong comeback like I had anticipated.
"Ms. Blair, it would be best if you prepare for you day" Darota told me as I reached over to grab my hair tie before I got out of bed to walk over to my sitting area
"Yogurt with grapes and strawberries please" I replied as she went to grape the said items from her tray to bring back over to me
"Your mother has gone back to work. I could not convince doctor of more rest" Darota tells me
"It's probably for the best, I mean Eleanor is not one to be held down for long. I'm surprised my father had enough time to create all that is me….we will simply instruct the staff to change her menu to salads and fruits. Someone like my mother must have distraction in order to exact change upon them" I smile proudly "I will secretly make her healthy for the better, and the best part….she won't know the difference. Thought I will need you to get Chef Gromeir on the phone so I can go over the specific details of her diet as well to confirm the menu for Debutant Ball" I tell her as I begin to rattle off items for her to do
"Ms. Blair…" Darota says as I just continue on with my list
"Then change my fitting time with Marc Jacobs to three because I have a photo shoot at eleven and it will probably won't take too long seeing as we're only doing reshoots of the shoes" I add
"Ms. Blair, if I may…" Darota says but once again…I'm not paying attention to her tentative behavior
"And will you please tell Clarissa to not to book my minion meeting in the mornings, I mean I do have class….its highly inconsiderate of her to just think I have time to waste. You know what, tell Clarissa to scrap the meeting for this week and change it to a double meeting next week because we are entering upon the senior pool, I need new details on the drones that will be leaving high school…are you not following me?" I said to realize that Darota keeps looking at me strange "What?" I asked just wanting her to spit it out all ready
"Ms. Blair, you've been removed from the Debutant Ball alumni board" Darota said
"What do you mean I've been removed? I started the board, I was a former debutant" I stated
"Yes, I know. It appears your recent falling out with Ms. Serena has…has…." Darota said beginning to stall towards the end
"Has what?" I asked becoming annoyed
"To be blacklisted" Darota replied
"That doesn't make sense. I have planned this whole event from top to bottom in the span of a year. This event by far has the Waldorf elegance stamped all over it, how is my non-existent friendship of the moment placed me on the blacklist?" I asked
"Because it is Ms. Serena that you've enlisted for the publicity of the ball, and she has requested that you be removed in order for her to make an appearance" Darota said as I nearly charged over to my closet and began to pull items out because I was on a mission to wear the best designer dress and march down to the Alumni Foundation and give them a piece of my mind
"I created the board. Without me and my organizational skill, they'd still be Lindsay Lohan wanna be's enter in as a Debutant. I went through tedious hours of selecting the perfect crop that will harvest to be the brightest of minds…" I listed in a fit of rage
"You've also manage to escape two lawsuits of defamation of character" Darota pointed out
"All of which were good starting points to say why she will not be a part of a long list of women before us, who have inspired me to be…a debutant. Those lawsuit were merely obstacles in the path to the moment…the ball" I declared "This is insane" I then said
"Ms. Blair, you should rest…" Darota suggested but I couldn't, I couldn't rest
"I can't. Look, I know this is me going off the deep end…but I need this. I need something that will make me feel like I have an ounce of control" I told her trying to hide my emotions
"Oh, Ms. Blair, you do have control…you just have dealt with a lot in the past couple of weeks…you need to take time and relax your mind" Darota said
"I don't need time to relax, I need time to focus" I replied quickly
"You need time to heal" Darota the fired back
"I need time to move on. Don't say another word!" I then said making sure to stop Darota from replying "I need to move on, if not for myself but for everyone else" I told her "Now will you please just help me find a dress?" I asked her as Darota just simply obliged my wish
[Dan's P.O.V.]
Sitting in my chair, I just keep staring at my computer screen. One reason is because I've hardly gotten any sleep in the past few days due to Waldorf's sudden departure from out relationship, but mostly I've been sitting in front of this computer screen feeling as if the once surge of inspiration I had was now gone. I have to admit that my mind hasn't truly been devoted to the writing process because I'm constantly trying to replay what went wrong with Waldorf and I. Somehow some way I thought that we were solid, we are solid…but I know it ties to Chuck. He's like this roach that just messes everything up, yeah…my insults aren't that great at the moment but they'll get better with my disgust with all things Chuck Bass. Perry has been pushing more and more these past couple of days for me to release my final story as we're a day behind in releasing the issue. I'm almost certain that I want to use Uptown Girl for my story because I know that if I have a moment with Waldorf that we will be able to work this all out. She's ignored most of my calls but I can't give up, I have to keep trying because letting her go that easily is not an option for me. Tearing me away from my continual staring process, Eric calls and wants help with getting everything perfect for Lilly's return. My first instinct is to say no because I don't want to take the chance of running into my father, but he promises that my dad is spending most his time down at the courthouse because of all the technical things they have to get done for Lilly. When I arrive at the penthouse, I'm semi-shocked to see Serena come down the staircase but not so much since she had moved out of Blair's.
"What are you doing here?" Serena asked as I took my coat off and put it on the coat rack
"Eric called. He wants to get the house decorated for your mom" I replied
"Oh, well you don't have to stay. I'm able to help him now" Serena replied trying to be a bit snappy with me but I could tell she wanted to ask me so badly
"If its okay, I would want to hear it from Eric….you know, seeing as the circumstances" I said hesitantly
"Oh, you mean the circumstance in which your sleeping with my best friend, or my ex best friend?" Serena pointed out sarcastically "Thos are some crazy circumstances" she then added as she glared at me
"Okay, why don't we just talk about it. I mean clearly you want to, so lets talk about it" I told her as I made myself comfortable on the couch just awaiting her wrath so she'd at least feel better
"Dan, I don't care what you do in your personal life. I don't have claim to you, but I at least thought you'd respect me enough to not pursue my best friend. You two hated each other, you could barely stay in the same room with each other" Serena scolded me
"Things changed between us" I replied "Look, I didn't go to Blair to stick it to you, I went to Blair because we were each others safety net at a time where we both needed one" I told her
"Spare me the details" Serena sighed
"All right, I'll do that" I just laughed as that made her even more upset
"You just simply don't even care, do you? I mean you crossed the line on this one…I would never do that to you…" Serena replied
"No, you just dumped me for a guy who schemed to kill you. I think me sleeping with your best friend doesn't even come close to that…its like a Luke and Laura type of scenario with you on that one" I said
"Screw you!" Serena replied angrily as I began to feel a twinge of guilt for being such an ass to her right now
"Look, I'm sorry for going behind your back with Blair but I'm not sorry for being with her. I care a lot about her, and this isn't just some thing between us" I told her as she just laughed
"Do you honestly think that Blair is going to just end her whatever she has with Chuck, and fully commit to you. You're a great guy Dan, but she's attracted to this idea of the perfect Upper Eastside Man" Serena said
"I think the perfect Upper Eastside Man doesn't exist" I quickly replied
"To you and I, it doesn't exist but Blair, it does" Serena replied
"I'm not going to buy into the belief that she's just dead set on Chuck Bass. The guy has treated her like crap since day one" I told her
"Yes, he has but she won't walk away from him" Serena replied
"Well, she will…she will if she feels like you could at least forgive her" I said
"That'll never happen" Serena replied as she got a good chuckle out of my statement "Just because I'm talking to you doesn't mean I forgive you either" she then pointed out
"What's there to forgive? We broke up, you were with Ben at the time this even started…I'm free to date whomever" I replied "I'm your safe choice, I'm the guy you come back to because you know my feelings are unconditional with you" I said
"And now? How do you feel about me now?" Serena asked
"I will always love you, but I just don't think we're meant to be anymore…we're just trying to fool ourselves into believing that we're some love story and one point we were but our time has come and passed" I told her
"You're a sweet guy that's about to be caught up in Blair and Chuck's web of games. Do you know how much she will lose by being with you?" Serena asked
"What are you talking about? You and I dated, nothing happened to you" I stated like she was just pulling my chain here
"Blair is Queen Bee around here, who she dates is important because she made it that way. It was easier for me because I didn't care but she will always care about what they think of her. I had her removed from the debutant alumni, and she's literally called my phone over ten times" Serena said
"Why would you do that?…never mind, I get it…you want nothing to do with her concept, but that's low. She's worked her ass of for the board" I told her
"If, and I do mean a strong if, go public with your relationship then she will become blacklisted" Serena said
"And you'd let that happen?" I then asked as she showed no signs of helping "Wow, I guess you really don't care. She messed up, yes…but she loves you. I was the one that wanted to take things to the next level, not her" I told her
"She still betrayed me" Serena replied
"As did I, but yet I get conversation from you while she gets blacklisted. The way I see it, your no better" I said before I grabbed my coat "I'll call Eric and tell him I had to go back to the office" I told her as I walked over to the elevator to leave
[Blair's P.O.V.]
I have officially been blacklisted. Though Serena hadn't spread too much about the end of our friendship, she had divulged enough to get me thrown from the inner circle of the Upper Eastside. My minions wouldn't return my calls, and when they don't pick up on the first ring…its always a sign that they have turned. How can everything be taken away like this? How can I be blacklisted? when I had done so much. I bet Serena is probably laughing up in the penthouse as she's heard word that I've officially been banned from Debutant grounds for the big event due to a few trespassing violations I committed, but c'mon what did they expect me to do…I was dedicated enough to try to break it, so that should count for something. Taking the sorrowful drive back home, all I could do was look on at the department stores that Serena and I use to parade in and out of just for sport…buying up everything and anything, but most of all, we trendsetters….girls wanted to be us. I may have been in the shadows of Serena, but when it came to be Queen Bee…I was finally standing out of the shadows, I was ruthless and some part that helped me realize that I was strong enough to do so in my own life. I know its crazy but some people look at having the Upper Eastside mentality as being stuck up, but to me it showed a pride in where I come from, pride in the institutions that make the Upper Eastside the best place to be. I may have had my moments of being stuck up but that's only because to me, I was the Upper Eastside. A couple of blocks down from the penthouse, my phone began to ring and I had to admit that a part of me wanted it to be the board but I just groaned when I saw that it was only Chuck.
"What do you want Bass?" I answered not the slightest bit thrilled to talk to him
"So I hear you've officially been blacklisted. I had to say it came a bit slow for you" Chuck laughed
"That's because Serena was methodical with it. I'm in no mood to talk so could you please say whatever threat or sleazy sexual innuendo you need to say now" I told him
"Relax, I didn't call for that reason" Chuck said "I just wanted to tell you that I will fix the problem" he said
"Fix it how? Serena is damn near the it girl and the board apparently like publicity more than honor" I replied
"You forget I have files full of things on Serena that will shame the it girl and put you back in" Chuck said
"No, I don't want you to slander her. This is my fault, and I'm dealing with it…so let her be" I told him
"I will take care of this Blair" Chuck said
"No, you will not" I said
"Just promise that you'll wear a pearl white dress for when you go to the ball" Chuck said
"Why?" I asked
"Because if and when I get you back in, you'll be going with me" Chuck said
"If and when you that…I highly doubt it" I laughed to myself as now I know for sure that he's lost his mind
"I'm Chuck Bass. I can and will make this happen" Chuck said "I'll call you soon" he said before he hung up the phone just as we pulled up in front of my building. Getting out of the car, I had to say that I was surprised to see Rufus standing outside and it seemed as if he was waiting for me. Unsure if I should just head upstairs, I waited for him to walk over towards me.
"Mr. Humphrey" I greeted him
"Blair" Rufus replied "Am I holding you up from anything?" he then asked
"No, I was just calling it a night" I told him
"Well this, this will be short. I've talked to Dan recently and he's told me about you two" Rufus said as I just felt a twinge of heartache all over again just by the mention of his name. I hadn't seen Dan since that night and he had done all he could to get in contact with me but I mostly ignored every attempt, so to hear his name just let me know that I still wasn't quite over him quite yet.
"We broke up" I replied hesitantly "We were never really official, but we broke up. I don't know if Serena has mentioned it to you but when Chuck and her found out it wasn't too pretty" I then said
"No, I've purely heard all my information from Dan" Rufus said
"Well, now you can say I gave you the latest" I smiled weakly as I looked on to see that he was trying to say something but couldn't find the words or was unsure of what to say "But something tells me you don't care about the latest, do you?" I asked
"I know that Dan is very trusting with his heart, hence the back and forth with Serena. But I just don't think that him dating anymore Upper Eastside girls is within his best interest" Rufus said
"Wow, I just think Rufus Humphrey of Brooklyn thinks his son is too good for me" I said a bit hurt by the underlying subtext but I wasn't dumb enough to just let it slip by
"I never said that" Rufus quickly defended himself
"You didn't have to, you said Upper Eastside…I like to think of myself as the Upper Eastside so hence me being offended" I told him
"I just think that you two are in this experimental phase where things feel right between you because its something new, but in the end its not what you want" Rufus said
"And would it be such a bad thing if Dan wanted me?" I asked him
"No it wouldn't be. Blair, you're a beautiful young woman is has a need for the dramatics and…you two don't make sense, and I just think that you'll spend most of your relationship trying to prove that it does and when you finally settle into the relationship you'll realize that the fun came with it being you guys against the world. Trust me, I've been there before" Rufus said
"I haven't. I mean I'm not trying to make Dan my first, but I haven't been in a relationship like that…to me, that sounds like fighting for something you believe in and if its wrong, then…at least you had the chance to say that you experienced it" I replied sadly
"What do you see in him? I mean you go from Chuck to Dan…I don't get the jump, not without thinking its just a phase" Rufus said as he truly seemed upset at the idea of Dan possibly be interested in me. Man, I wonder if Dan said that he loved me…I bet he'd have a coronary in a heart beat at the sound of that
"I don't know what you want me to say. I'm sorry that my point of residence doesn't suit you" I said
"I just want you to not…Dan doesn't need a distraction, he's all ready flailing through his life, going to one thing after the next and he has a great job that he has a great shot at…I just think someone like you could distract him from that" Rufus said in the nicest way possible
"And your relationship with Dan?…is that helping him?" I then asked as I was trying to keep my emotion in check
"I know my son doesn't think highly of me, but I will play the bad guy in order for him to succeed" Rufus said
"So now its me staying away from him that will help him succeed….I don't think I've ever been so insulted by an adult" I said as tears began to well up in my eyes. I could see Rufus trying to refrain from speaking but it was clear that he meant what he had said
"I'm sorry but I figured you're a person of honesty, and I want to be honest with you Blair. Jenny spent her whole high school days trying to get even with you or trying to escape you wrath so excuse me if my impressions aren't that high with you" Rufus said
"Right" I agreed "Here's what I will do. I will leave you and your family alone, but you have to do me one thing?" I then asked
"What?" Rufus asked
"Realize that your son needs you. He may not be what you want him to be, but he's trying…more than you'll ever know to impress you, even though he won't admit it" I said as the tears were beginning to burn and I just wanted to get away as fast as I could so I wouldn't dare let him see me cry "That's all I ask of you in return" I said
"You're a nice girl, and you deserve better…I just think you…" Rufus tried to say but I just didn't want to hear it anymore
"Please don't insult me by trying to leave with a positive. You've made it clear what you wanted, and I have agreed to abide by that…so lets leave it at that" I said "So if that's all" I said before I waited a moment then headed upstairs to the penthouse.
[Dan's P.O.V]
Going back to work made no sense for me because my mind just either seemed to be stuck on the story in which I was barely plodding through and then it was on the inspiration of the story. My earlier conversation with Serena had helped me realize the source of why Waldorf broke up with me, and that gave me some hope to see that if I could talk sense into Serena then maybe their friendship could repaired and maybe this whole blacklisted thing could be lifted. Though it was known to the whole Upper Eastside that Waldorf and Serena were no more, there had been plenty of comments to want to be Serena's bestie…I don't get the social network these days, I mean people were literally trying to replace Blair instead of realizing that these two were long time friends. Hell, Serena committed better to Blair than she did to any other guy she dated…and that was something astonishing if you knew her as well as I did. After work I had made my way over to Waldorf's in high hopes that if I strung together a few lines that made sense and could inspire her love for me then I was sure that she would not only take me back but come home with me. Stepping off the elevator, I cautiously walked in just as Blair turned the corner of the kitchen to her surprise to see me.
"Humphrey" Blair said
"Yeah, I know. I know we're supposed to be all broken up but…I wanted to see you" I told her
"Well you should have called" Blair replied
"So you can ignore it. No, I needed an indirect way that way your forced to talk to me" I said
"Talk about what? We said all that is needed to be said" Blair replied
"I haven't. The last time we spoke, you did all the talking and I hate when you do all the talking because I know you think that when I don't interrupt that it means I think your right…and your wrong about this" I told her
"And how am I wrong?" Blair sighed
"Because we're not that song. I've listened to that song a million times it seems since we last spoke, and I know we're not that song. We're that Daughtry song that talks about what if's and everything about the relationship…you know. What if your making me all that I was meant to be?" I asked her
"Are we really resorting to song lyrics now?" Blair sighed
"They fit. They fit better than the stupid John Mayer song" I replied
"I'm sorry. We're more like the Maroon Five song, Nothing Lasts Forever. Does that make you feel better" Blair said sarcastically
"C'mon Waldorf! I'm being serious here. Do you really think that we're that doomed?" I asked her becoming frustrated with the games
"We're too different" Blair quickly replied
"We're alike in more ways than you know, so don't feed me the crap about us being different…that's a cover up" I told her
"You should have left things the way they were Humphrey!" Blair yelled at me before she quickly ran up the stairs to her bedroom but I just followed behind not wanting to let her walk away yet again
"Why? Because you know as well as I do that this is real between us. You know that and I know that" I said
"This, this is a phase. This was something that was just purely sex" Blair said "We made it more because we were lonely" she defended
"No we made it more because it was more" I replied
"And we were fools to think that. Especially with the circumstances now" Blair said as I became confused with her statement
"Circumstance now? What's that suppose to mean…with you being blacklisted?" I asked
"I'm not…I'm not anymore" Blair said as if she was trying so hard not to tell me something "You really don't get your updates" she said before she showed me her laptop that was on her bed that had a picture of her and Chuck that was taken awhile back with the title of back on and going to debutant
"No, no. You wouldn't? I mean how are you back with him?….what did he do, what did he threaten you with?" I asked in disbelief
"He didn't do anything. Chuck pulled some strings and had be put back on the guest list and he exposed his plan to sell me for a hotel…who knew that the whole Upper Eastside would forgive him quicker than I did" Blair shrugged
"So he just reveals his past mistakes and that's it…your redeemed, I don't get it" I told her
"You make it seem like you wanted me to be on the blacklist" Blair said
"Of course not, but I don't want you stuck in a position where you owe Chuck Bass a favor" I replied
"It wasn't like that. Chuck did this all on his own, in fact he even suggested to reveal a few of Serena's secrets in exchange for my redemption" Blair told me as I just could see the noble deed in all that
"And that makes him better. Screw someone else over just to get what he wants" I said not buying that for a second
"Yes, its stupid but…at least he was willing" Blair told me as I just became disgusted more and more about hearing about Chuck Bass
"Spare me!" I said angrily "Chuck Bass only looks out for Chuck Bass" I then said
"I'm well aware of that but…I know him, and I know what he can be" Blair said as tears welled up in her eyes
"He can be an asshole, that's what he can be…so don't tell me that he's this great guy because he isn't not after what he did to you…to Jenny" I said as she just rolled her eyes at the mention of Jenny's name
"Yeah, well I'm sure Jenny played a part in that sexual encounter that doesn't make her the innocent you like to think she is" Blair said
"I never said she was innocent but the guy tried to rape her at the Kiss on the Lips party, then he sleeps with her then gets back with you but has no intention of telling you until I punched him" I replied
"Do you really need to dredge up the past?" Blair asked becoming annoyed with me
"I think I should because maybe, just maybe if I do then you'll realize that he's not the guy for you…" I said before she interrupted me
"And you are. You, Dan Humphrey are the Perfect Upper Eastside Man for me?" Blair asked angrily
"I'm the guy you need. I'm the guy that gets you. I'm the guy that wants to give you the forever…just like you're the girl who wanted to give me the forever, you remember that?" I asked her towards the end
"And that was stupid" Blair replied before I grabbed on to her shoulder to force her to look in my direction
"Nothing was stupid. Your scared, you scared that this might be real and it being real might mean that this notion of the Perfect Upper Eastside Man was just you hiding behind this idea of love rather than the real thing" I told her
"I have love!" Blair replied as she pushed me away with all the force she had "I just don't have it with you" she said after a few moments
"That's a lie!" I yelled
"I love him" Blair cried "Can't you just understand that, I didn't call you back because I was confused…I was confused about my feelings, and I just…I need him. He's my soul mate" she said in between tears as I just felt disgusted to my stomach
"No, no, no. Stop saying that! We were real and there is not a damn thing you can say to make me think otherwise" I told her as the tears were streaming down my face. Feeling as if I was going up against time, I had to do something to prove myself…to prove that we were more than what she ever had with Chuck. Quickly making my way over towards her, I pulled her into a intense kiss. For a moment I just wanted her to feel, I wanted her to feel my love but I could feel her lack of passion. There were a few moments where she would kiss me back but it was like she was fighting something within herself that eventually won out in the end when she pushed me off of her
"You need to leave" Blair told me
"Blair, please" I begged "Don't do this" I said
"You don't have to agree with my choice but you should respect it" Blair said
"I will never respect it because you deserve better than him" I told her
"Then go!" Blair demanded "I mean it, go!" she said as the look in her eyes just said it all…we were over. Rubbing my lips, wondering if her kisses even existed to me, I slowly backed away realizing there was nothing I could do. She had returned to her throne and a pauper like me couldn't persuade her into a life of anything less than what she was accustomed to. Her king was a tyrant only interested in the welfare of himself, and all I could do as a civil servant was hope for better days…well, I won't wish upon a look or some token of affection that lets me know she cares because its now that I finally get it. Lonely Boy has once again become heartbroken and…lonely.
[Blair's P.O.V.]
I don't think I've ever cried so hard in my life, I mean I have shed tears over the demise of my relationship with Chuck but this one…it felt like a part of me was ripped into shreds. We had broken up before but this was the final dagger to what we could've been. I guess that's why I'm crying, the thought of what we could've been makes me fear the present and pray for a different outcome. Before you judge, just know that this is my life…I am and will forever be the stereotype of the Upper Eastside no matter how hard I try not to be. I care about the social hierarchy because that's something that was engrained in me since…since forever. Is my future with Chuck? I can't answer that but I know that to preserve my future and to not disrupt the social order…I have to try. I have to get over Humphrey and realize that us not being together will do us both good as his future will contain no distractions like Rufus had requested, and I…I'll be successful at W magazine. See, this could work…and maybe I'll believe it.
[Dan's P.O.V]
I've stared at the same four walls the past two hours just hoping that in my mind I could revisit every romantic tryst I ever had so I could say this was the moment I got screwed up. I'm on my fourth bottle of wine because I was stupid enough to stock up on the wine because that's what she liked at night. Ryan says that he'll help me finish up the stupid wine, but I don't have time to wait, my sense of logistics is gone and my normal thoughts have just gone on stupid mode .I did a lot things because of her, and now its like a laughing memory that I'm tortured with while she's off screwing Chuck Bass. Oh, God! I hate Chuck Bass. I hate everything about the smug asshole and yet he gets the girl. I'm stuck sitting on the floor with my cabbage patch doll and I'm staring at a wall because of Chuck Bass! Well not him per se, but because Waldorf loves Chuck Bass. I want this to end, I want this hurt to end and I can't say I know what to do anymore to make it go away. Maybe this is what they mean when they say tragedy inspires a writer to dig deeper. Is this my tragedy? Or is this the comedy of errors? Regardless, I'm the fool in both stories. I'm trying to stop the tears but I can't anymore and I don't think I care anymore to do so. Just as I go deeper and deeper into my depression I can see that Perry is calling. I'd ignore but…he's my boss.
"Hello" I answered a little groggily
"Humphrey, I need your answer? What's it going to be?" Perry asked me
"What do you mean?…what are we talking about" I asked trying not to sound too out of it
"Your story. We're running the final copy tomorrow and I need the final answer?" Perry asked me "Is it going to be Priceless or My Uptown Girl?" he asked and I hate to say it but I honestly thought about it. I, the fool, though about which story to use…one story about a boy who learns love through a variety of relationships and another about a boy longing for a girl he once loathed. This, this isn't the drunk in me anymore… this is the sadness.
"Priceless. I want to run Priceless" I answered feeling as if I just confirmed it even more so in my mind that it was over
"Are you sure? You were pretty jazzed up about My Uptown Girl?" Perry asked
"My Uptown Girl…it doesn't exist anymore" I replied
"Did you delete it?" Perry asked
"Yeah, you could say something like that" I replied as I was just about done with the conversation and I frankly needed to get drunk at this point "I have to go. I'll see you Monday" I told him before I just hung up on him. Laying my head up against the wall, I just wondered what it felt like to be a ceiling. I mean a ceiling is just so there and it never does anything a door does or has half the thrills a wall could have…oh, God…I'm so faded its not even funny. An idea pops into my head as my mind drifts off to the movie Down to You, that Freddie Prinze Jr movie. I never understood why he did what he did, but now…I do. I understand perfectly, I mean its still a crappy movie but I understand him. Getting up from my seat on the floor, I take the long walk to the bathroom to find the said item. Opening the cabinet, its there…taunting me of her, taunting me of what she smelled like…its just taunting me. I want the pain to stop, I want to get over Waldorf of all people and I think if I do this then I say…screw you pain! Fuck off, and don't come back. I need to say that, it'll make me feel better. Grabbing the small bottle of shampoo, I take a few moments and stare at it.
"Here's to you Freddie Prinze Jr or should I say Al" I tell myself before I drink the bottle of shampoo that she so graciously left behind
Author's Note: Okay, so if you read it then your probably like this is a downer now. Sorry, I just wanted to show the tragedy of what could have been for them. Don't worry Dan isn't dead...he's just really drunk and he's doing something incredibly stupid. Thank you all so much for the reviews, this was the most reviews I've ever received for any chapter I've submitted to Fanfiction so I'm incredibly happy about that. If I get a lot a reviews then that will most definitely get a quick update since I always check my e-mail, so since I got a lot of reviews I felt I owed you guys. So thank you once again and i look forward to hearing some more feedback. Oh, and the Freddie Prinze Jr shout out and the shampoo is from the movie Down to You.
Now with the way things are left off, I wanted to show the tragedy of them ending what could've been between them due to peer pressure and just the haters getting in the way and just their worlds being an issue they can't get past. In the next Chapter there will be a time jump and we'll see them forced to interact again. So you could say this was Part One of the story and Chapter Nineteen will be Part Two where their world collides again. So keep checkin' in and keep reviewing please, I love hearing what you guys have to say :)