A NEW ONE SHOT! Maybe a three shot. Not sure yet. Hope you like it! Based on upcoming stupid, nonsensical, irrelevant spoilers said on Wetpaint.
Serena walked into Chuck's appartment. She knew immediately he had heard about the soirée from Gossip Girl because he had a fresh scotch in front of him. She padded over to him and snagged the scotch and chugged it. He looked up at her with his sad, weary eyes. The tumbler hit the bar with a clang and Serena met his gaze.
"Let me guess, you heard about the "Dair Bash." Chuck said sarcastically. Serena nodded. There was an awkward silence between them. Both of their minds wandered to their exes, whom they both loved deeply. Chuck kept himself occupied finding out about the blood-donor mystery to keep his mind off of Blair, but it was hard to do that now when Dan and Blair were parading around flaunting their relationship. Dan. The word almost stung him like a bee. He wanted to badly to rip him by the muppet hair and just blast him into the city street, but he was trying his hardest to be civil for Blair. Even though he didn't want to, he still loved her. If that was who she wanted to be with, he had to accept it. Which he was far from doing.
Serena broke the silence. "Let's go out tonight." Chuck looked up at her. She smiled.
"Let's go on an 'ex clense'." Chuck raised an eyebrow. She laughed.
"Come on it'll be fun. We can't let them ruin our nights! We're only hot and single once!" Serena enthused, grabbing Chuck's hands and pulling him off his bar stool. He laughed. She gave him a puppy dog look.
"You need to stop giving people that face! It's hard to resist." Serena giggled. Chuck rolled his eyes.
"Fine. But it has to involve getting really drunk."
"Of course." Serena said, offering a small wink and giggle.
"Pick you up at seven. Be ready." Chuck murmured. Serena skipped into the elevator.
"See you then Bass." She said in a low tone. Chuck gave her a nod as the elevator door shut behind her. He smirked.
Why couldn't he let himself have a good time? And it was guaranteed to be good with Serena.
They were at least at their fifth bar. Maybe even more. Chuck had honestly lost count. Him and Serena were already drunk off their asses and it was only nine o clock.
"Truth or dare." Serena slurred, giggling. Chuck looked at her.
"Truth." Chuck responded, taking a shot. Serena batted her eyebrows.
"Does it hurt to see Blair with Dan? I mean they are obviously fucking each other all over the freaking place. You see it in their eyes. He used to look at me that way." Serena said. Silence. Suddenly the alcohol wasn't enough to numb his pain. He felt it slowly jabbing at his heart. He had never really thought that Dan and Blair's relationship would be sexual, but Serena was right. Blair had that glimmer in her eyes.
And she would look at him with it, glistening in her eyes, every day they were together.
Chuck sucked in a large breath. "Yes. It hurts every day. And I've been trying to keep my mind off of it by keeping occupied with my family problems, but now it's catching up with me." He ordered another shot and closed his eyes.
"I thought this was an ex cleanse?" Chuck said in a melancholy tone. Serena nodded. Before she could say anything, the bartender sat two shots in front of the two heartbroken souls. Serena nudged one over to Chuck and held hers up.
"I say fuck them. It's their loss. It shouldn't have to be ours too." Serena offered. Chuck grabbed his shot and held it up to hers.
"To letting go of exes and being hot and single." Chuck cheered. Serena slammed her glass to Chuck's a little too hard.
"Cheers to that Brother!" She screamed, chugging the shot. Chuck and Serena laughed. Chuck looked over to the table in the corner.
"I dare you to go over to that guy and give him a lap dance." Chuck said. Serena turned around and looked at him. Serena smirked.
"Are you in or not? Come on it will be so entertaining." Serena gave him a questionable look.
"Somehow, I get the weird feeling this is how Blair and you spent your first summer together." Chuck stared blankly at her.
"I dare you to go over there and give that guy a lap dance." Chuck whispered. Blair laughed heartedly and stirred the martini that was in her hand.
"Oh, this will be more of a turn on for you than it will be for him." She replied, sizing up the guy. Chuck smirked.
"How much fun will it be when I completely humiliate him in front of his coworkers?" Chuck fantasized. Blair smiled and turned to look at him.
"Get your game face on. This one going to be good." She murmured, unzipping her dress to reveal her sexy blue slip. Chuck stared at her, mesmerized. She gave him her sexiest look, toying around with him. He ran his hand up her thigh.
"Ah ah!" Blair scolded, slapping his hand. "Keep your hands to yourself until you earn your prize."
"Chuck?" Serena asked loudly. Chuck snapped out of his memory.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought up…her."
"It's okay. But can we get out of here? I think it's time to move bars." Chuck proposed, grabbing his jacket. Serena nodded and wobbled as she stood up. Chuck grabbed her arm and pulled her up.
"Be careful there cowboy. It's not even the end of the night." Chuck joked. Serena giggled as the two headed out into the street.
Blair and Dan stood at the front of the stairs, greeting and talking to people. She had planned this even to show that she and Dan was a couple now. Her mother, father, and many other people attended the party. So far, it was going okay. She could tell the minions were skeptical, but she felt as though she was winning them over. She heard the elevator door ring and looked over to it.
Chuck and Serena stumbled out of it, obviously drunk. Blair closed her eyes.
"Oh. My. God." She murmured. Dan turned around and saw them. Serena walked up to them and smiled.
"Congratulations guys! What are you, pregnant, engaged, in a civil union?" Serena slurred, giggling. Blair glared at her.
"If you guys are here to ruin my party, then you can…"
"Oh I'm sorry. I forgot! We weren't invited. Though, it doesn't seem like much is going on here worth my interest." Chuck shot. Dan stepped in front of Chuck.
"Back off." Dan roared.
"Oh I'm so scared. Humpty Dumpty is going to throw me out!" He joked, waving his arms. "Dude, I'm Chuck Bass. I've been shot and almost died like, three times. Nothing scares me anymore. Not even you your obnoxious curly hair and coffee breath." Blair crossed her arms and gave Chuck a pleading look. After a moment of silence, Serena broke the tension.
"Hi everyone!" Serena yelled. Everyone in the room looked towards the drunk blonde, who was standing on top of a round, white table.
"I'd like to dedicate this song to my bestest friend Blair. Yes, the beautiful brunette girl over there by the staircase who is hosting this night to remember!" Serena cheered. She held up her drink.
"Cheers to the girl who stole my ex boyfriend, lied to me, and kissed him right in front of me while my grandmother was on her death bed!" Blair's eyes bugged out.
"And cheers to her boyfriend, Daniel Humphrey. Who also lied to me, kissed my best friend in front of me in her ex's bedroom, and made me a glorified slut in his brilliant, best-selling novel, Inside." She added, laughing. Chuck, Dan and Blair stared at her in shock.
"So without further ado, CUE THE BRITNEY!" Serena screamed, spilling her drink on her jean shorts and cardigan.
"No." Blair breathed. If You Seek Amy started playing through the speakers.
"Oh Blair, don't act like you don't remember this song! We loved Britney! Remember when you sang this to Chuck that night when we all got so drunk in the Hamptons?" Blair looked at Serena and remembered it.
"Love me, hate me, can't you see what I see? All of the boys and all of the girls are begging you to fuck me." Blair slurred, leaning into Chuck. He laughed.
"Waldorf, you are so drunk right now." Chuck whispered. Blair fell into him.
"Mmhmmm." She moaned, passing out on top of him.
Blair snapped out of the memory and looked over at Serena. She felt Chuck's eyes on her. Serena sang along to the lyrics and chugged a glass of champagne. She turned to face him.
"Well, do something!" Blair screamed, waving her hand. Chuck glared at her.
"What do I look like? Your freaking servant? I am done doing things for you and you in return ripping my heart out. It's not fair!" Chuck roared. Blair blinked, shocked. She felt Dan's hand squeeze her shoulder and she shook him off.
"Go deal with her Dan." Blair said. Dan looked at her.
"I said, GO DEAL WITH SERENA! Don't you understand English?" Blair yelled. Dan nodded at her, shot a glare at Chuck, and walked over to Serena, who was still on top of the table. All of the minions were dancing around her, having a good time.
"Chuck I…" Blair started.
"Don't. Don't say you still love me. Don't say you feel sorry for me. Just don't say anything! Because every word you say is like a jab at my heart. And I already have too many holes in it." He boomed. Blair looked at him.
"I never meant for it to be like this." Blair offered.
"Well, if you mean take your best-friends ex and crush both of our hearts in the process, you certainly succeeded. I thought you'd understand Serena's point of view from your situation with Nate. But no. You go and do the exact thing to her. Meanwhile, you are keeping me like a dog on a freaking leash, close to your reach, but far away enough that you have wiggle room. And I am tired of constantly being your little lap dog. And if I go find love, what are you going to do? Scheme against them like you did to Eva? At least I am trying to let you be happy. You are just making yourself miserable in the process." Blair looked down at the floor. Chuck was right, about everything.
He always knew her better than she knew herself.
Dan pulled Serena off of the table. She wailed and fell into his arms.
"What do you think you are doing Dan?" She screamed, shoving him away. Dan looked at her.
"Serena, you need to get out." He said firmly. She crossed her arms.
"Oh since when did you become Mr. Bigshot? When you started dating Blair Waldorf? You know what, that girl you're dating, she's not Blair Waldorf. She's Claire Carlyle. She's what you want her to be and she runs right into that because she wants to escape from being Blair. If you really love each other so deeply, then why did you two hate each other's guts in high school? You always complained to me about my bitchy friend Blair and her over-processed minions and her annoying headbands and her compulsive personality and her humongous insecurities. And now, you're fucking her." The room got deathly silent. Blair looked at the floor, ashamed. What Serena was saying was the truth, even if she was completely drunk off her butt. Serena looked Dan in the eye.
"And you know who this is standing in front of you? This isn't the girl you fell head-over-heels in love with four years ago. This isn't the girl you took to Cotillion in the pretty gold dress or the girl who you banged in the back of a tour bus. This is Sabrina. The drunk, dumb blonde who you used to get into the elite world." Dan blinked and opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out.
"You all made us into the people we didn't want to be. I'm sure Chuck has thought about hanging himself considering you used him to get to the one and only thing he cares about. And you know what, it was my idea tonight to get drunk with him. We both are suffering enormous heartbreaks. I want to get rid of you. It's like you are constricting my airways. Every time I go to breathe, you are there, kissing her or talking about her or just being a plain old asshole. So I became Sabrina. The person I tried so hard not to be in high school. But I guess that's all you ever saw me as anyway." She shot. No one tried to argue with her or throw her out. Because she was saying something they all needed to hear.
"And you know what? You aren't the boy I fell in love with. You're a judgmental dick." Serena screamed. A tear spilled down her face and her bottom lip wobbled. She tried to keep her composure.
"Just like Dylan Hunter. You said so yourself." She murmured. Dan was speechless. He couldn't even think of what to say to her. Before he could fully digest what she had just said, she gave him one last glare and turned on her heel towards the elevator. She walked past Chuck and gave him a look before walking into the elevator. Blair stood in silence, staring at the place where Serena had stood. Chuck looked over at her. She met his eyes.
"Well that was a shove into reality wasn't it, Claire?" Chuck murmured, leaning into her. Blair's bottom lip wobbled. With that, Chuck turned and walked past the elevator and towards the stairwell. Blair watched him leave and bit her lip to keep her from crying. Dan turned at faced everybody.
"Well, you can all just stop staring at me and continue to party on." Dan said awkwardly. Blair looked at the floor. The last thing she wanted to do was party. Dan walked over and tried to grab her hand.
"I need to be alone right now." Blair said, not meeting Dan's eyes. She turned and dashed up the stairs, the tears welled in her eyes. When she got to her room, she slammed the door shut and fell onto her bed, letting the tears flow out of her eyes. She lied on her bed crying for a good five minutes before sitting up. She was grateful Dan had left her alone. Reaching over to her drawer, she pulled out her diary and flipped it open to a fresh page. She ripped out a pen and started furiously writing.
Who am I? She wrote in big letters. She stopped and breathed heavily for a few minutes.
I am the Queen B of Constance Billard. I am the daughter of the honored fashion designer Eleanor Waldorf. I am one of the most insecure people on the Upper East Side. I am the best friend to Serena Van Der Woodsen. I am the girl who fell head-over-heels in love for the bad boy Chuck Bass.
She stopped again and stared at the page before continuing.
I am the ex-Princess of Monaco. I am already divorced at 21. I am the girl who quit college to become a Princess. I am the girl who lost her baby girl.
Her pen dropped on the bed as she began to cry again. She picked the pen up again, determined to finish whatever she was writing.
I am not this girl anymore. She is dead and gone. I don't want to be her anymore because being her comes with too much pain. I hate Blair Waldorf for being so insecure and stupid. I hate Blair Waldorf for making the wrong decisions. I hate Blair Waldorf for loving Chuck Bass so much. And I really loathe her for losing her baby girl.
Blair looked at the page for a second, tears dripping onto the paper. She slammed the diary shut and threw it back into her drawer. After a few moments, she curled up on her bed and slowly rocked herself to sleep.
Let me know if I should finish. At the most, this would be a three shot. I didn't really plan to write the Blair part at the end, it just sort of came out. Let me know if you liked this fic.
And oh, Serena and Chuck are not going to date in this fic. Idk why people like them together. This was more of a brotherly/sisterly thing.