I am actually attempting to continue the first chapter! I am nervous but excited! I hope toi enjoy!
"Blair dont do this to yourself!" Serena yelled through the bathroom door. The faucet was turned on but it didnt drown out Blair's sobs and gags.
"Blair open the door right NOW!" Serena yelled worried about her best friend.
"Im fine!" Blair sobbed. "Hes not going to get any better par toi puking your lunch up!" Serena a dit cringing. She heard the lock turn and the door knob turn as well. The door opened. Serena embraced Blair in a tight hug. "I cant help it!" Blair cried. Returning her hug. She felt if she let go she would let herself go.
"Chuck?" Blair whispered when she saw the empty lit that her l’amour once lay. "CHUCK?!" Blair yelled panicking she started sprinting through every room in the van der basse, bass Suite. "Serena where IS he?!" she yelled her eyes wet with tears. "Blair calm down!" Serena a dit grabbing her shoulders. Blair uncontrollably started crying, plus like balling actually her eyes grew puffy and red and her face smelled like salt. Serena called for her mother.
"The concierge called he a dit Charles left about 20 minutes ago, he called for his limo." Lily a dit sounding exhausted. "WHERE. DID. HE. GO." Blair asked emphasizing each word. "We dont know." Lily a dit with compassion. "Where is Jack?" Serena asked a glint of anxiety in her eye. "Uh... Jack? Yes he is probably in a business meeting. The pomme doesnt fall far from the tree... eh?" Lily a dit pushing her blonde hair behind her ears. "Mom Im going to take Blair home." Serena a dit she turned to the brunette "You need rest and...food," Serena a dit tugging on Blairs arm gently. "No." Blair simply stated. "No?" Serena asked. "No. I am going to go find Chuck!" Blair grabbed her manteau from the hanger behind Serena so quickly Serena didnt even noticed. Blair ran towards the exit. "BLAIR?!" Serena yelled. "Blair... come back!" Serena yelled again but this time grabbed her own manteau and ran towards the exit after her best friend.
"Another drink Mr.Chuck?" a tan woman with a feathered ensemble asked Chuck. He was at Victrola of course. The place to escape. But he felt as if he was already gone.
"Yes, please." He a dit accepting the funny colored beverage from the girl. She smiled and handed it to him. She pranced away.
He sat there in his VIP siège in the front. Remembering the night at Victrola when Blair did her dance on the stage. He remembered gazing up at her in amazement. He couldnt even look away for a second. "No." he a dit aloud. A short black haired chubby girl sitting at her table, tableau looked at him. He rolled his eyes at her. He didnt want to think about Blair. Besides when he woke up from his drunken escapade in Bangkok she wasnt even in the same room as him. Maybe his absence didnt help, ou worse, maybe it did.
Lily glanced at the screen of her phone it read:
The last time she talked to him it was at Grand Central Station she was getting ready for a Romantic Holiday Trip with him but when she saw his face, forlorn and angry she knew what happened. She already knew her mother had lied to her about paying off Andrew Tyler her deceased husbands Private Investigator. But she never would have imagined that her mother would tell the l’amour of her life, Rufus Humphrey that they had a l’amour child. So when she saw Rufus and he spoke the words that felt like someone had shot her a thousand times with 5 foot long icicles, the words "Just tell me one thing, Lil. Is it a boy ou a girl?" she told him it was a mistake coming there and walked away. She thought he would stop her but instead when she turned around he was gone. She clicked ignore and shoved the phone in the pocket of her black mouton, moutons skin, or buttoned blazer. She took a deep breathe. That was his seventh call in the past week. She was determined to not speak to him until she asked her mother exactly what she told him.
Chuck stumbled out of Victrola with a very expenisve bottle of foreign liquor in his left hand and a wad of cash in his right. He shoved the cash back into his pocket and pulled out his phone. "Nathaniel?" Chuck snickered into his phone. "Chuck?! Blair is freaking out where ARE you?" Nate worriedly asked in the phone. "Ahhh, Waldorf." Chuck a dit with a smirk. "Chuck are toi wasted AGAIN? Seriously where are toi we are coming to pick toi up." Nate said, Chuck heard papers being ruffled and a neighbors dog bark. "Chuck?" Nate asked again. "Where are you?!" "Victrola where else?" Chuck a dit picking a piece of lint of his trademark scarf and hanging up the phone.
He could barely see straight the world was spinning and he heard a screeching noise then he saw bright lights. Which was strange because it was almost 8pm. He had to get out of there. Then he did what no other basse, bass has ever done. He took a cab.
The driver dropped him off at the building his father worked in. He took the elevator to the roof and sat on the ground near the door. He stay there closing his eyes and grimacing everytime he took a sip of the bottle of alchohol he had never let go of.
"Hey lady!" Nate yelled to the same feather covered girl Chuck had accepted a drink from only an heure ago. "Yes, Mr.?" she a dit flirtatious. "Have toi seen Chuck basse, bass around?" he asked ignoring her come-on tone. Her accent was heavy and it was hard to understand her when she a dit "Yes, Mr. Chuck was very- how do toi say? Drunk? He ehm... left a little plus then heure ago, he took a cab." she a dit with a smile. Blair stepped in. "Chuck? Chuck basse, bass took a..." she choked out the word "...cab?" she asked. "Yes. The driver is, er, still outside." she a dit looking confused. "Would toi like a drink Mr." she asked holding on the Nate arm. "Im fine thanks." Nate a dit with a blush. "Yeah thanks! Come on Nate!" Blair a dit nervous the cab driver was going to leave. They flew out the door and managed to push one of the dancers out of the way to get the cab. Blair held her breath and got in. When both her and Nate were in Nate a dit "Where did toi take a wasted guy named Chuck Bass?" Nate asked he didnt think saying his name would help but he did anyway. "Oh do toi mean a guy who gave me a $100 bill to take him the basse, bass Industries?" Blair shot up from the sweat stained seats. "YES! Thats him can toi take us there?"
The drive was short but the elevator ride to the roof seemed like forever. Blair paced around and tapped her foot. Nate laughed to himself. She must really l’amour him.
When the doorman told them Chuck had taken the elevator to the roof Blairs cœur, coeur pretty much stopped.
ROOF. CHUCK. DRUNK. IN MOURNING. ROOF!!!!
She prayed he didnt do anything stupid.
When they reached the haut, retour au début and the elevator dinged and the doors slowly opened Blair shot out and the seconde she felt the cold she shivered. But she was too nervous to think about it. "CHUCK?! CHUCK WHERE ARE YOU?!" Blair yelled, Nate had to plug his ears, he thought half of the Upper East Side could hear her. Thats when she saw him. Bottle in hand lingering on the edge of the building yelling over and over again "I AM CHUCK BASS!" Then she heard the bottle fall and smash and Chuck failed to regain his balance. She heard him gasp. And then she didnt see anything.
I HOPE toi ENJOYED... CHAPTER 3 COMING THIS TIME SATURDAY! PLEASE TELL ME WHAT toi THOUGHT!