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Blair stepped out of the elevator and clutched her handbag as she made her way into the main foyer of the penthouse.
She had come despite the fact that he'd ruined everything for her that evening, despite the fact that he was dangerously drunk and out of control, despite the fact that her fiancé had insisted she stay away from him.
She needed to do this in person, regardless of how agonizingly difficult it was going to be for both of them.
She entered the darkened room and looked around, confused as to where he might be.
"You came," came a voice from the shadows.
She spun around and saw him sprawled back on a sofa. "How could آپ do that to me Chuck?" she asked.
"I'm sorry I ruined your shot at being a princess," he slurred. "But let's face it. آپ were never going to go through with it."
"Chuck ….," Blair warned as she watched him struggle to his feet and come toward her.
He didn't seem to notice the anguish in her eyes as he approached her. "I need you, Blair" he confessed as he tried to focus on her. "Like I never have before." He sighed and swallowed the pain he felt flowing through him again. "Everything I believed about my father…., everything that I thought I wanted to be, that I needed to be for him, was all based on lies!" He shook his head and smiled at her sadly. "The only thing that has ever been real is me and you. And آپ know that. That's why آپ came back to me."
He stepped آگے and pulled Blair to him, tightly against his chest. This is where he belonged. She was his rock, his haven. Without her he was nothing. He buried his face into the soft curve of her neck and sighed with the relief of having her in his arms once again. He placed his lips on her skin, gently kissing and sucking at the delicate flesh as his hands slid from her waist to the dip of her lower back. He could feel the passion spark instantly and he uttered a low growl in the back of his throat. God how he needed her!
Blair bit back her tears knowing what she needed to tell Chuck would hurt him. "Louis asked me to marry him," she confessed as her tears began to fall.
Chuck pulled away, confused, not believing what she'd just کہا to him. "You'll never marry anyone else, you're mine," he corrected.
"I wanted to be," she admitted sorrowfully as she bit back a sob. "I wanted it so badly…..., but not any more."
Her words snapped him into reality. She was leaving him for another man! The realization that the only love, the only light he'd ever known was going to leave him, stunned him. He was instantly overwhelmed with the fear of losing her. "You're mine, Blair," he shouted as he grabbed and spun her around, then forced her down onto the sofa. He couldn't let her leave him!
"Stop it Chuck!" Blair cried as she tried to pry his hands off of her and pull away from him. "I کہا it's over!"
"It's not!" he cried in desperation as he slammed his fist into the window behind them, smashing the glass into thousands of deadly pieces.
Blair immediately grabbed her cheek when she felt the tiny shard suddenly pierce her skin.
Chuck watched in horror as the wound instantly trickled a delicate crimson trail down the چینی مٹی کے برتن face that he so desperately loved.
Blair pushed him away and sprang to her feet, immediately fleeing from him.
Too shocked to believe what had just transpired between them, he watched her go as his mind went into shock. His belly lurched with nausea and his vision became tunneled and then cloudy as a dense red fog enveloped him. He collapsed on the sofa, lost in a red haze of Blair…..
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….. It was the perfect matching of her red leather shoes and hairband that first caught his eye and drew him toward the tiny brunette sitting alone on the swing. Her head was hanging down, causing her heavy شاہبلوت, شاہ بلوط waves to hang over her face. She was pouting.
Five-year-old Chuck باس, گھنگھور made his way over to the little girl and sat on the سوئنگ, جھول اگلے to her. "What are ya doing over here سے طرف کی yourself?" he asked smugly. "The party's over in the cookhouse."
She looked up at the rude and nosey boy in the pale blue suit, and frowned. "I never wanted to come to this stupid party in the first place," she grumbled. "But my father is the kid's father's lawyer and he invited me. My parents کہا I HAD to come!" She rolled her eyes and bit the corner of her lower lip as she swayed her tiny body on the swing.
He looked at her mouth, noticing with delight that her lips were nearly the same shade of red as her shoes. Their contrast to the whiteness of her dress and her skin was unnerving. She was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen in his young life.
"What are آپ staring at?" she asked with annoyance when she noticed him staring at her. "And who are you, anyways? I don't think I've met آپ before."
"I'm Chuck Bass," he smirked. He got off his سوئنگ, جھول and stuck out his hand like his father had taught him to, waiting for her to shake it.
Blair cocked her head, looked at his outstretched hand and smirked back, somewhat amused. "Hey, isn't this supposed to be your party?"
He smirked again and nodded, his hand still stuck out in front of her. "I didn't want to be at this stupid party either," he confessed. He looked at the ground, his eyes instantly drawn to the red shoes. "But I really like your shoes," he admitted shyly.
Blair grinned, slipped off her سوئنگ, جھول and took his hand in hers, startling Chuck completely. Nobody had ever held his hand like that before. The sensation sent miniature tingles coursing through his body, making him feel funny in his belly.
"So lets go and play on the merry-go-round then," she laughed as she dragged him along across the park with her. "After all, it is your party!"
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….. Blair wrapped her arms around the blond boy and placed a light kiss on his cheek before he walked away from her to شامل میں a couple of other boys. They were all leaving to go smoke a joint before the noon گھنٹی, بیل rang. She leaned against the دیوار of the courtyard and frowned.
"What's the matter now, Waldorf?" Chuck asked as he walked over and leaned against the دیوار اگلے to her.
Blair shook her head as she fought off the tears that wanted to flow. "It doesn't seem to matter how hard I try, he always has somewhere better to go than to be with me."
"So break up with him," Chuck replied as he turned to face her.
"I can't. I love him," she defended as she looked into Chuck's consuming amber eyes.
Chuck stepped closer to her and reached out to brush a stray curl back from her forehead. He could feel himself becoming lost in the depth of her stare.
"Chuck…," Blair gasped as he leaned in close to her.
"If آپ were mine I would never let آپ go," he admitted with a whisper.
Blair felt her face burning red at his confession and she swallowed back a lump of fear and perhaps something else yet undiscovered from deep within her.
He saw her color rising and was overcome with lust. He fought off the urge to take her right there in the courtyard. Instead he pulled himself away from her and settled back against the دیوار again.
Blair sighed with relief, but realized she was almost disappointed at the loss of his closeness. She closed her eyes to fight off how dizzy she'd felt in his presence. Perhaps she was just hungry and needed to eat, she thought. She put her hand in her pocket and pulled out a perfect red apple. It was all she had brought with her today for lunch.
Chuck turned his head and watched as she brought the ripe fruit to her lips. Slowly, she opened her mouth and took a bite, savoring its taste before chewing and swallowing. He felt his stomach flip and his pants tighten at the sensuality behind such an innocent act. Without knowing it, he uttered a little moan.
Blair turned her head and looked at him, the red rising in her face again as she recognized the want in his eyes. Perhaps he was just hungry, she justified to settle her pounding heart. She bit her bottom lip, causing his eyes to look at her mouth again. "Do آپ want a bite?" she asked as she held the سیب, ایپل out to him.
Chuck's eyes snapped back to hers and he nodded, leaning in to take a bite from it right out of her hand. He tore the delicate flesh off with his teeth and pulled away, looking back up at her again as he ate it.
Blair swallowed hard and felt her face begin to burn again. He always made her feel like that, she thought as she watched him chew. Her eyes stayed on his perfect mouth and she wondered what it might be like to kiss him, to feel those lips hot against her own.
Fortunately the گھنٹی, بیل to end lunch rang and Blair was jolted back to reality. "I have to go," she announced as he ran toward the Constance entrance. "I'll see آپ at Serena's party tonight."
Chuck put his head back against the دیوار and he sighed. He'd never felt such want before in his life.
Later that evening he watched from across the room as Nate chased after Serena and Blair pretended she didn't notice. He drank the scotch that he's snitched from his father's bar and finally wandered over after some of the partygoers began to play truth یا dare. Now this was a game he excelled at. Chuck باس, گھنگھور would do anything!
He laughed as Serena dared Nate to strip down to his boxers and run out on the terrace and sing the سٹار, ستارہ Spangled Banner at the سب, سب سے اوپر of his lungs. He smirked as Carter Baisen had to tell how he'd stolen his older brother's car and driven it into the Hudson River. He flinched when Iz had to grind Doug Harper for an entire minute, knowing they were both getting off on it. Same old, same old, he thought. He was bored with it already. He was about to leave when he heard Blair's name getting called.
"Truth یا dare?" Georgina asked her.
"Dare," Blair replied confidently.
Georgina smirked. She hated the dark haired girl who was already in charge of the junior high girls as well as a few seniors, in their school. She knew Blair was prudish and fickle and she wanted nothing better than to embarrass her at this party. "I dare آپ to kiss Chuck Bass, open mouthed for two full minutes," she laughed knowing Blair would refuse do it, especially with the reputation Chuck had as being a pervert.
Blair instantly blushed and she looked at her feet. "I have a boyfriend," she argued. "It wouldn't be fair to Nate."
"I knew آپ were a chicken," Georgina laughed.
Nate chuckled. "I don't care. It's just a game."
Blair looked up at him in disbelief. Did he really care that little for her?
Chuck was feeling hurt and a little rejected right about then. He knew Georgina hated Blair because he liked her. The کتیا, کتيا was jealous after he screwed her and left her a couple of years ago. "She doesn't have to do it if she doesn't want to," he snapped. He turned his back, ready to leave. "It's only a stupid game."
Blair watched him start to leave and her دل flipped. She knew she'd hurt him and felt bad. But after how he'd made her feel that afternoon she had to admit she was afraid. "I'll do it," she called after him. "If Nate doesn't mind then I'll kiss Chuck."
Chuck felt humiliated. "Forget it," he کہا as he put his hand on the door to leave.
Blair walked over to him and put her hand over سب, سب سے اوپر of his to stop him. "Don't go," she pleaded.
He turned around and looked at her. He noticed that her face was flushed and her eyes were full of unshed tears.
"Chuck, I mean it. Please don't go," she asked again.
He could never refuse her. He leaned against the door, closed his eyes and nodded.
Blair stepped into him and placed her hands gently on either side of his face to embrace him.
Her touch caused him to open his eyes and hitch his breath. She was looking directly at him and he felt like he was pulled into her soul. He swallowed hard and nodded again, too stunned to say anything funny یا sarcastic یا even smarmy.
Slowly she leaned in and softly brushed her lips against his.
"I'm timing you," Georgina laughed.
But the girl's words were lost on Chuck as a thousand butterflies exploded in his belly as he felt Blair melt into him. He immediately wrapped his arms around her to pull her closer as he began to devour her with his mouth.
Blair was instantly lost as she felt something ignite from deep within her as Chuck's mouth claimed hers. His tongue gently probed inside, caressing her tongue until she mewled with pleasure into him. Her hands snaked their way into his hair.
Never before had she felt so adored یا so desired…. یا so loved, perhaps? She couldn't help but to arch herself against him until she could feel him hard and wanting.
Likewise, Chuck was swept away as an unbridled passion consumed them both. Never before had anyone caused his دل to pound so wildly. When he felt her body brush against his in need, he couldn't help but moan aloud, cup her پچھواڑے, گدا and grind himself into her heat.
"Time!" Georgina called when the two منٹ were up expecting them to break apart immediately and Blair to scurry back to Nate like a wounded میمنے, برہ to its mother. But when the couple failed to separate, she scowled.
Serena began to snicker as she watched her best friend being groped in public سے طرف کی the infamous Chuck Bass. She'd always known her chaste friend's prudishness was only a façade.
But at this point, neither Chuck nor Blair was even aware of their audience. They were so engrossed in their coupling that everything outside of what they were doing, ceased to exist.
"Hey, cut it out!" Nate finally growled as he marched over to Blair and pulled her off of him. "You've made your point, ok?"
Blair's face burned in shame at the realization of what had just happened. She was so embarrassed! But she dared not fall apart in front of everyone, knowing they'd tease her for weeks. Instead she straightened out her dress and smoothed her hair before she turned her back on Chuck and walked away from him. She sneered at the disapproving looks offered سے طرف کی Georgina Sparks as she rejoined her friends.
Chuck raised his hand to his mouth as he felt the loss of her full, red lips from his. He opened the door and left the party shaken. He had to face it. Blair Waldorf was dangerous. And after tasting her once, he knew he'd never be the same again.
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….. Chuck watched in disbelief as the petite brunette joined his burlesque dancers on stage. The harsh red lights caused the highlights of her hair to gleam and her چینی مٹی کے برتن ski to glow with rosy tones. She was glorious! His mouth curled into a smile and he raised his glass, as he had to admit that she did indeed have moves.
"Thanks for the lift home," she کہا later as she leaned against the seats of his limo and looked over at him.
Chuck looked up into her beautiful eyes and he swallowed hard. He felt a sudden need to loosen his collar. "You were… amazing up there," he admitted.
Blair swallowed too, feeling a sudden need to touch him. She slid across the نشست and softly kissed him.
Chuck felt his belly explode once again with butterflies as her lips grazed his. "Are آپ sure?" he asked in disbelief.
Blair smashed her mouth against his with passion. She felt lava erupt from deep inside as he pulled her onto his lap and began to ravish her. She had never been مزید sure of anything in her life.
Chuck growled with desire as he felt himself losing control with her. The flames of her newly found passion seared his دل as her hands helped unbutton his شرٹ, قمیض and then his pants.
She purred in delight as his fingers found their way to secret places once hidden and locked away.
When he finally entered her, her cry was one of pure pleasure. As he lost himself inside her, he could feel her آگ کے, آگ start to thaw his icy blue heart, warming him in a way he'd never been warmed before.
Later as she lay in his arms after they'd found their release, he knew he'd finally found his soul.
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The memories began to come faster now as the waves of red washed over him. Mixed along came other fiery and gut wrenching bits, pieces of a love so all consuming that it finally broke the both of them…..
….Now came a flash of Blair clad in sexy red tights, straddling him as they shared their dirty little secret and fooled around in her bed, until Nate interrupted them. She had told him he needed to learn to behave. But, as usual he couldn't and she left him to be with Nate. The image of her making love to the blonde burned a hole in his soul and fractured his already delicate heart…
…. Blair running into the surf in her tiny red bikini, the skimpy fabric hugging her curves even tighter once soaked in the ocean. She leapt into the arms of her Little Lord What's His Fuck and once again his دل was wrenched in two, the realization that he'd lost her again, plaguing his mind. He'd abandoned her in Tuscany, leaving her vulnerable and alone because his fear of commitment was stronger than his one of being without her…
…. Now he saw Blair, sultry in red satin lingerie, a temptress waiting for his return. "If آپ thought that was long," he'd told her, "You have no idea what you're in for…." But having her wasn't enough. He needed to win their game to force her into telling him that she loved him. And he lost her once again…..
And again…..
And again…
…. He saw Blair's cheeks flushed red as she finally did make her confession of love to him after his father's funeral.
"Well that's too bad," he'd replied in defense, knowing full well that his words would burn her and tear her دل out.
Yet even then she'd held him so tightly when he finally broke down with grief. When he'd climbed out of her بستر later that night, he'd kissed her softly on her temple, slipping a note اگلے to her تکیا and then leaving, knowing once again that it would devastate her….
مزید pieces of her swirled even faster in the red بادل in his mind…..
…. Blair sleeping with his uncle….
….. Blair bringing him down from the ledge at Victrola and telling him she couldn't bare to lose him…..
….. Blair telling him that the worst thing he could ever do, was what he did to her after he'd traded her to Jack…
… Blair's tears when she discovered that he'd slept with the troll, Jenny Humphrey that night at the Empire. He was going to propose, make her his wife, but instead he destroyed her once more…..
And then Chuck saw himself wandering alone and in a drunken stupor in the red light district of Prague. He relived the mugging. They had taken her ring, his hope of a future, and the reality of him losing her was even مزید painful than the bullet that left him laying in that crimson pool. If blood was life, then without her he may as well be dead.
…. Now he saw Blair as she stood in her red گاؤن, gown on the platform of a train station in Paris, telling him he should come home…..
She finally helped him break through his façade and chased away the only other person he felt he could lov… No, he thought. He had always known he could never love anyone else, like he did Blair.
... He felt the angry, blind tears and the burning pit of hate in his belly that made him want to destroy her, like she had destroyed his heart. But his hate couldn't stand a chance اگلے to his love for her; and before he knew it he was raising her beautiful red dress and tearing away at her garters as he ravished her on her mother's piano…..
It hadn't been hate, he thought through the red cloud. It had never been hate. He felt the swirling mass of red fog began to lift from his turmoiled brain. It had always been love with her. Blair, herself, was love. And it was this gut wrenching, agonizingly painful love that they had for each other that made him alive. Blair drained away his blues and filled him with red. With her he was Chuck باس, گھنگھور and he was a king: strong and regal and unstoppable. "I am not Chuck باس, گھنگھور without you," he had told her. And he knew it was the truth.
He'd turned her away from him, finally handing her over to Louis, even after she کہا she would love him forever…
As he finally regained consciousness, Chuck sat back up on the sofa, totally drained and exhausted سے طرف کی what had just happened. He glanced around the room, grimacing when he noticed the broken pane of glass behind him, bringing it all back to him again.
And then his eyes happened to notice a drop of crimson on the sofa. He reached for it, smearing it across the expensive fabric. He brought his fingers toward his face and stared in horror at Blair's blood.
He knew she was leaving him forever, and it was his fault. He felt the blood drain from his face. Without her, he was nothing. He fell to his knees as the tears began to pour down his face. Just what the hell had he done? With every ounce of passion he possessed he screamed at the سب, سب سے اوپر of his lungs, "BLAIR!"
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If آپ are wondering what is happening with 'Hell is For Children,' don't worry. I intend on putting the اگلے chapter up shortly. I've just been crazy busy these days and wanted to get this out before the December 5th deadline.
A/N: I am hoping that the 100th episode will bring our Chair back together again. I am not very good at one shots, but have written a few other short stories with مزید of a plot line than this. آپ might want to check them out. A few of them are actually pretty good.
What are they up to?
