Disclaimer: 'Gossip Girl' belongs to Cecily von Ziegesar, Josh Schwartz, and the CW. No copywright infringement intended.
Timeline: mid Senior year; all aired episodes are fair game.
Summary: The women in Chuck's life come to haunt him.


The clock struck 12 midnight. The first shot of vodka went quickly down his throat. He was not one to drink straight from the bottle, so he poured another glass. Usually it would be scotch, but not tonight. It wasn't strong enough. His tolerance was not something he needed tonight. Besides, this was for her; her favorite drink of choice.

As Chuck threw back another shot, he thanked whomever – his father apparently, because God didn't care about Chuck Bass – that he still had his suite.

He really did not want to be in the family suite right now.

Happiness does not seem to be on the menu, he told Nate over a year ago.

And the happy family lifestyle he was currently living in was pissing him off at the moment.

1812 was his sanctuary; the only place where he could let go.

But that was for later.

Shot three went down.

Nothing. He was still fully aware of his thoughts.

It was going to be a long morning, but hopefully all the alcohol he had stocked up would help him forget.

Vodka. Tequila. Scotch. Rum. Gin. Cognac. Bourbon. Brandy. You name it, 1812 had it.

After all, it helped her.

Or not.

Obviously it didn't.

Or else he wouldn't be drinking at the bar of his suite because of her.


TBC