|I Never Forgot About You
Author: PheobeHall456 PM
After Blairs pregnancy scare in Season 1, Chuck took off to Japan. Four years later, he comes home for a friend's funeral and finds a broken Blair. They brace the rocky road together but a secret that Blair keeps could be her own destruction...and Chucks.Rated: Fiction M - English - Hurt/Comfort/Drama - Blair & Chuck - Chapters: 20 - Words: 43,106 - Reviews: 91 - Favs: 32 - Follows: 46 - Updated: 10-11-11 - Published: 01-29-10 - id: 5704206
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A/N: Hello! This is my first Gossip Girl fic, but not my first fanfic. I've written a couple Twilight fics, and I have a lot of fans, so if you're into Twilight, feel free to check them out. They are currently on hiatus because I've got a bad case of writers block on them. I hope you like this story!
*UPDATE* A/N: I would like to point out that this is not the original first chapter. I had to delete the first three chapters of this chapter because I had started the story at the end on an episode and included some quotes, but altered a quote spoken by Chuck. After I posted that first chapter, I began to get horrible comments telling me that I needed to get my hearing checked, that I needed to have my son taken away, and that I needed to kill myself. Unfourtunately, it was multiple commentors who said this, not just one. Finally, I decided to delete the first part of this chapter so that I would stop getting these comments. I deeply apoligize to any new readers for not being able to read this chapter the way I intended for it to be.
To clear any confusion, this first chapter was set immediately after Season 1's "The Thin Line Between Chuck and Nate". If you don't remember, Blair has a pregnancy scare, Nate finds out that Chuck had sex with Blair, Blair's reputation is ruined by Chuck, and Chuck compares Blair to one of his father's whores.
*I DO NOT OWN GOSSIP GIRL*
I waited until I was out of the sight of the window before I reached out to lean against the brick. My breath came back in short, sobbing gasps. I blinked back the tears that were gathering in my eyes. I couldn't break down in the middle of a sidewalk. I would be on Gossip Girl within the hour. If I wanted to keep what little dignity I had left, I had to get back home. Not willing to hail a cab, I took off in a quick walk. Home was a few blocks up.
Before I knew it, I was slowly stepping out of the elevator. Dorota's shuffling feet came up to me. "Miss Blair, what is wrong?" Dorota's voice was full of concern, but I couldn't bring myself to explain.
"Dorota," I said slowly, careful not to let my voice wobble, "could you please get a bath ready for me? As hot as possible."
"Yes, Miss Blair." Dorota shuffled up the stairs, and I slowly marched behind, gripping the railing. Once in my room, I peeled off my clothes and dropped them on the floor. I touched them as little as possible, as though they were contaminated. I entered my bathroom just as Dorota turned the water off to my bath. Steam was rising from the water, and the tang of my favorite lime soak filled the air. I dismissed her, and tested the water with my foot. It burned, and that was exactly what I wanted. As I submerged my leg, the heat of the water sent prickles through me. I slid the rest of my body in the water, resting my head against the cool side. The water wasn't hot enough to burn me, but it was hot enough to cause a little pain and help distarct me from the pain in my heart. I had to talk to someone. I needed someone. I grabbed the phone one the nearby table and pressed the correct buttons. It didn't even ring before te voicemail picked up.
"Hey, you've reached Serena Van Der Woodsen. I can't answer the phone right now, but if y-" I hung up. I wouldn't know what to leave in a messege. I needed someone now, I couldn't wait for Serena to find a voicemail. I hesitated, than slowly punched in a new number.
"Hello?" A groggy voice came on the line. Of course. I should have known. It was just past midnight.
"Nate?" My voice broke, giving my pain away. Tears began spilling over, dripping into the bathwater.
"Blair? Why are you...What's wrong?" The sleepy annoyance changed to concern when he registered the sobs coming from my chest.
"Oh God, Nate. I'm so sorry. Please, Nate, I need you, please. I'm sorry." My tears came faster, my sobs racking in my chest.
"I'm coming. I'll be right there." The line clicked dead. I put the phone back. Nate was coming. His place wasn't far. He would be here.
My tears kept coming. I was in so much pain. My face slipped into the water, and I was completely submerged. I didn't have the strength to pull myself up. I didn't see the point. It didn't take long before my mind went blissfully blank.
"Come on, Blair! Don't do this! Fight, damnit!" A voice drifted to me, and I was vaguely aware of something hitting my chest. Water began pouring out of my mouth, and I started instinctly coughing for air. My eyes fluttered open to see Nate leaning over me, his hair dripping. Then I remembered...the bath...I slid underwater...Chuck...I felt the sting of tears in my eyes again, but they didn't threaten to spill over. "Blair, are you ok? Dorota, can you grab her a robe or something?" Nate's hand came up to my cheek, his fingers lightly stroking my skin. Dorota shuffled back in. "Blair? Can you stand?" I nodded slightly, and he helped me to my feet. I wobbled a bit before my knees gave way. Nate was quicker than me, and he caught me. "Dorota, can you help me put it on her?" Dorota slid my arms into my dark blue silk robe as Nate held me up, not even fazed by the fact that I was naked. Once the robe was tied, Nate leaned down and swept my legs out from under me.
I was laid gently on my bed. Nate looked at me akwardly, then he slid next to me. I curled into him. A warm blanket was pulled over me, and Nate wrapped his arms around me. "Anything else, Mister Nate?" Dorota asked quietly.
"No thank you, Dorota. Don't tell her mom anything. A least not tonight, please."
"Of course. Will you be staying night?"
"Yes. Goodnight, Dorota."
Dorota turned the lights out and closed the door. Nate turned his face back to me, and with the light of the city coming though my window, I could see that it was full of concern. "I'm sorry," I croaked. My throat hurt from coughing, and my voice was dry and quiet.
"It's ok, Blair. We'll talk in the morning. Just rest. It'll be fine," Nate wispered in my ear. I nuzzled closer to him, and his arms tightened around me. I didn't want to, but I felt myself drift off to sleep in the saftey of Nate's embrace.
A/N: There you have it! The first chapter is complete! Its not the only chapter I'm going to post today. I meant to post this last night, but I decided to upload a blank document and type it here instead of typing it and then uploading it...so of course when I pressed "Save Changes", it logged me out and I lost my hour and a half worth of work. So I typed it up again today and I'm planning on writing chapter two next. I don't know how many chapters it will be. I know where I'm going with it. Obviously, this chapter took place at the end of "A Thin Line Between Chuck and Nate" in the first season...but I'm taking it in a different direction.
I'd appreciate it if I got some comments. Im not one of those writers that say "I won't post the next chapter until i get __ comments", I just find that I beat writers block better if I have some feedback. I'd really appreciate your opinion. Please keep your criticism constructive. I'm a bit sesitive to flames. If you see any spelling or grammar errors, please let me know so that I can change them if they are indeed wrong! the more comments and feedback, the better my next chapter will be.
Until next time, xoxo!