Never Say Never; Chapter One
“But I am me, and tu are you. We’re Chuck and Blair, Blair and Chuck. The worst thing you’ve ever done, the darkest thought you’ve ever had, I will stand por tu through anything.” She grabbed his hand as she spoke.
“And why is that?” He asked her coldly.
“Because…I amor you.”
He took a moment before coming up with a reply, that he knew would break her corazón in an instance. “Well, that’s too bad.”
He got into the limo, leaving a broken-hearted Blair Waldorf standing there, tears forming in here eyes, all alone.
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Blair opened her eyes slowly, and blinked a few times. Where am I?
She recognized this room, that scent, but it couldn’t be, could it? This couldn’t be Chuck’s suite.
“You’re up,” a voice dicho softly from the doorway.
Her head still hurt – probably from throwing up the contents of her stomach, over and over again.
“What happened?” Chuck asked her, his voice still soft and gentle.
“Do tu really want to know?” Her voice was croaky, and it hurt to talk.
He nodded, eyes filled with concern.
“Well, where should I begin, Chuck?! That tu left and went MIA for a few days after I told tu that I loved you?! o that Serena ran off to europa - again?! o maybe that no one’s seen Nate? Not even that troll, Vanessa? Huh? o maybe the fact that I fucking relapsed just because of you!” Her voice was cold, filled with hate, and she sounded hurt too.
“Blair-,” he began.
She got out of bed, only to be overcome with dizziness.
Chuck caught her before she hit the ground.
“Don’t touch me!” she screamed at him. She hit his chest and slapped him repeatedly, until finally, she broke down, and cried. Sobs escaped her mouth and racked her whole body. It broke his corazón to see her like this; so broken; so sad; so hurt.
But that was going to change soon. He was going to change; clean up his act. But most importantly, he was going to help Blair; the amor of his life; the only woman he ever loved. Things were going to better for them, for her, for him…for everyone.
TBC.
A/N: I know that wasn’t very long, but it’s just a misceláneo idea that came to me. Plus, I didn’t think it was all that great, to be honest, hehe. Reviews are loved!
“But I am me, and tu are you. We’re Chuck and Blair, Blair and Chuck. The worst thing you’ve ever done, the darkest thought you’ve ever had, I will stand por tu through anything.” She grabbed his hand as she spoke.
“And why is that?” He asked her coldly.
“Because…I amor you.”
He took a moment before coming up with a reply, that he knew would break her corazón in an instance. “Well, that’s too bad.”
He got into the limo, leaving a broken-hearted Blair Waldorf standing there, tears forming in here eyes, all alone.
--
Blair opened her eyes slowly, and blinked a few times. Where am I?
She recognized this room, that scent, but it couldn’t be, could it? This couldn’t be Chuck’s suite.
“You’re up,” a voice dicho softly from the doorway.
Her head still hurt – probably from throwing up the contents of her stomach, over and over again.
“What happened?” Chuck asked her, his voice still soft and gentle.
“Do tu really want to know?” Her voice was croaky, and it hurt to talk.
He nodded, eyes filled with concern.
“Well, where should I begin, Chuck?! That tu left and went MIA for a few days after I told tu that I loved you?! o that Serena ran off to europa - again?! o maybe that no one’s seen Nate? Not even that troll, Vanessa? Huh? o maybe the fact that I fucking relapsed just because of you!” Her voice was cold, filled with hate, and she sounded hurt too.
“Blair-,” he began.
She got out of bed, only to be overcome with dizziness.
Chuck caught her before she hit the ground.
“Don’t touch me!” she screamed at him. She hit his chest and slapped him repeatedly, until finally, she broke down, and cried. Sobs escaped her mouth and racked her whole body. It broke his corazón to see her like this; so broken; so sad; so hurt.
But that was going to change soon. He was going to change; clean up his act. But most importantly, he was going to help Blair; the amor of his life; the only woman he ever loved. Things were going to better for them, for her, for him…for everyone.
TBC.
A/N: I know that wasn’t very long, but it’s just a misceláneo idea that came to me. Plus, I didn’t think it was all that great, to be honest, hehe. Reviews are loved!
