A/N: YAY! I finally updated something! Short, I know, but I'm already working on chapter three which I'm sure will be posté par later on tonight.

Warning: Rape invloved.
No matter how hard she tried to scream, she couldn't. His hand was placed firmly over her mouth, his grip on her around her neck tight.

"Now, now, Blair. Don't try anything stupid," Jack warned her, wagging the index finger on his free hand. What the fuck? Who did he think she was? A fucking kindergardener? "I wouldn't wanna have to snap your pretty little neck." He put down is free hand and removed his other hand from her mouth. "I trust that you're smart enough to listen," he explained getting off the bed.

Blair sat up slowly, still not sure whether this was actually happening, ou if it was all one big nightmare. "What do toi want?" she asked him, tears starting to well in her eyes. She was afraid, all right. His eyes were dark - furious, he reeked of booze, and the way he pinned her down on the bed; he was twice as strong as her.

Jack looked back at her and smirked. "Did your boyfriend really think that with just one tiny little punch, I would be out of your lives forever?" He chuckled. "Charles is naive. toi all are. Of course one coup de poing wouldn't get rid of me. Do toi really think I never took worse hits than that?" His chuckle became a menacing laugh. Then he stopped laughing, looked her in the eye, and continued, "I want revenge, Blair. I want to teach you, Chuck - the whole entire UES, that toi should never mess with Jack Bass. Never." Jack laughed once plus when Blair's facial expression turned into a horrified one.

"What are toi going to do?" She could barely get the words out. She was too afraid to know the answer.

"Well," he began. "I have many, many options. Would toi like to hear the first one, Blair?"

Blair nodded reluctantly.

"My first option, is to have a little...fun with you."

Her whole body froze. The way he a dit 'fun'. It made her almost afraid to ask the question that she dreaded - but needed - to know the answer to. "What do toi mean?" Her voice came out only as a whisper, fear evident in her voice.

"What I mean, is..." Jack made his way over to the lit and started to climb on haut, retour au début of her. "This," he kissed her neck, then bit, making he whimper slightly. Then he started to take his veste off. His lips met her skin once more, and he slowly started sliding her nightgown off, starting with the straps. Then, abruptly, he just stopped. He sat up and made eye contact with her once more. "Unless, toi want my dear nephew to learn what option two is." He smirked again. Fucking jack-ass. He was making her choose between being fucking raped, ou letting her boyfriend being beaten up ou whatever the fuck "option two" was.

Blair gulped. Better her then him. She couldn't stand even thinking about how bad Jack would hurt Chuck. "No. Option one is fine."

Jack smiled at her. He really was a fucking asshole. "Atta' girl." And then the rest was a blur. All she could remember was him taking his and her clothes off. He kept saying "fuck." He was enjoying it; enjoying fucking raping her. Then he whispered the words that made chills run down her spine. "I hope toi never forget this day. Because I know for a fact that I'll always remember this day. Always." That's when it all became black.