In Your Arms, Here I Lay – Chapter Two
“Waldorf, I need tu to wake up. I know what I dicho and did earlier was wrong, but I…I…I amor you, Blair. And I don’t know whether I’ll have the guts to tell tu this later, but I do, Blair. I amor you.” Tears fell down his cheek, as he held her hand in his, not letting go for a second.
“I amor tu too,” a weak voice replied from the bed.
He looked up, only to meet the eyes of the beautiful, but broken brunette, he loved. “Blair?”
She smiled. “I take it that you’re happy to see me, Bass.”
He chuckled, and removed a stray strand of hair from her face. “You know I am.” He stood up and took a asiento siguiente to her on the bed. Blair tried to adjust herself into a sitting position, only to wince at the pain of doing so. Chuck saw her wince and immediately, his face turned into one of guilt.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“This is all my fault,” he whispered.
Blair shook her head. “No, it’s not, Chuck. It’s my own fault. I should’ve watched where I was going.”
“That’s where you’re wrong, Blair. If I hadn’t gotten tu dethroned; if I didn’t use Amanda to make Serena jealous, to make her become ‘Queen’ again, tu wouldn’t even be here.”
Blair put her hand under his chin, lifting it so she could look into his eyes again. “Hey,” she cooed, “I don’t care about the título of ‘Queen B’; I just was hurt por you. I mean, I lost Serena, I lost you, I lost the stupid title, and I lost Marcus to that bitch-of-a-Duchess Beaton. Although, I really never cared about Marcus…”
“Wait,” he interrupted her. “You lost Marcus?”
She nodded.
“Why didn’t tu tell me? The only reason I did all of that -this- was because of him. I wanted to hurt tu that way you’d know how I felt –how I feel-, Blair. To lose something. I never meant for this to happen; I just wanted tu to come back to me. I just wanted you. I wanted to be with you.”
Blair put a finger up to his mouth to silence him. “It doesn’t matter; that’s all in the past, Chuck. tu have me now.”
He smiled a genuine smile.
“So?” Blair asked. “What are tu waiting for? Isn’t this the part where you’re supposed to kiss me?”
Chuck smirked and did as he was offered, told - commanded, and he kissed her right then and there.
“I amor you, Blair Cornelia Waldorf. Never, and I repeat, never forget that.”
She laughed. “And I amor tu too, Charles Bartholomew Bass. Always know that.”
They kissed once more...gently. Chuck knew how fragile Blair was. Especially, in the state she was in now. “I amor you, I amor you, I amor you…” He kept telling her those three words, eight letters, until he stopped moments later, when they fell asleep in each other’s arms, on the hospital bed, knowing that they would both always remember this moment. Always and forever.
TBC.
A/N: Okay. So I told everyone I’d do some kind of flashback thing o something about what happened to Blair this chapter. Well, ummm, I didn’t exactly keep my promise, LOL. Sorry. *apologetic look* But I already started chapter three and I swear that you’ll find out what happened in the siguiente chap! Anyway, I’d like to say thanks to all my lovely reviewers who reviewed the prologue and chapter one! Thanks!
P.S: Reviews are highly appreciated. :)
P.S.S: This story takes place between 2x04 & 2x05. Basically, after school (the día she's dethroned), Blair decides to visit Chuck at the palace and have a nice "chat" with him. Then things kinda - wait why am I telling tu this, LOL? I guess now you'll have to figure out the rest when the siguiente chapter's up.
tu know tu amor me (I had to say it, ahha),
~XOXO~ Carrie
“Waldorf, I need tu to wake up. I know what I dicho and did earlier was wrong, but I…I…I amor you, Blair. And I don’t know whether I’ll have the guts to tell tu this later, but I do, Blair. I amor you.” Tears fell down his cheek, as he held her hand in his, not letting go for a second.
“I amor tu too,” a weak voice replied from the bed.
He looked up, only to meet the eyes of the beautiful, but broken brunette, he loved. “Blair?”
She smiled. “I take it that you’re happy to see me, Bass.”
He chuckled, and removed a stray strand of hair from her face. “You know I am.” He stood up and took a asiento siguiente to her on the bed. Blair tried to adjust herself into a sitting position, only to wince at the pain of doing so. Chuck saw her wince and immediately, his face turned into one of guilt.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“This is all my fault,” he whispered.
Blair shook her head. “No, it’s not, Chuck. It’s my own fault. I should’ve watched where I was going.”
“That’s where you’re wrong, Blair. If I hadn’t gotten tu dethroned; if I didn’t use Amanda to make Serena jealous, to make her become ‘Queen’ again, tu wouldn’t even be here.”
Blair put her hand under his chin, lifting it so she could look into his eyes again. “Hey,” she cooed, “I don’t care about the título of ‘Queen B’; I just was hurt por you. I mean, I lost Serena, I lost you, I lost the stupid title, and I lost Marcus to that bitch-of-a-Duchess Beaton. Although, I really never cared about Marcus…”
“Wait,” he interrupted her. “You lost Marcus?”
She nodded.
“Why didn’t tu tell me? The only reason I did all of that -this- was because of him. I wanted to hurt tu that way you’d know how I felt –how I feel-, Blair. To lose something. I never meant for this to happen; I just wanted tu to come back to me. I just wanted you. I wanted to be with you.”
Blair put a finger up to his mouth to silence him. “It doesn’t matter; that’s all in the past, Chuck. tu have me now.”
He smiled a genuine smile.
“So?” Blair asked. “What are tu waiting for? Isn’t this the part where you’re supposed to kiss me?”
Chuck smirked and did as he was offered, told - commanded, and he kissed her right then and there.
“I amor you, Blair Cornelia Waldorf. Never, and I repeat, never forget that.”
She laughed. “And I amor tu too, Charles Bartholomew Bass. Always know that.”
They kissed once more...gently. Chuck knew how fragile Blair was. Especially, in the state she was in now. “I amor you, I amor you, I amor you…” He kept telling her those three words, eight letters, until he stopped moments later, when they fell asleep in each other’s arms, on the hospital bed, knowing that they would both always remember this moment. Always and forever.
TBC.
A/N: Okay. So I told everyone I’d do some kind of flashback thing o something about what happened to Blair this chapter. Well, ummm, I didn’t exactly keep my promise, LOL. Sorry. *apologetic look* But I already started chapter three and I swear that you’ll find out what happened in the siguiente chap! Anyway, I’d like to say thanks to all my lovely reviewers who reviewed the prologue and chapter one! Thanks!
P.S: Reviews are highly appreciated. :)
P.S.S: This story takes place between 2x04 & 2x05. Basically, after school (the día she's dethroned), Blair decides to visit Chuck at the palace and have a nice "chat" with him. Then things kinda - wait why am I telling tu this, LOL? I guess now you'll have to figure out the rest when the siguiente chapter's up.
tu know tu amor me (I had to say it, ahha),
~XOXO~ Carrie
