Chuck cursed as he was awoken by the loud pounding on his door.

"Nathaniel? What's-?

Chuck was short when Nathaniel grabbed him by the collar and pinned him against the wall.

"Did you screw her Chuck?" Nate spat out.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Blair!" Nate screamed, "Did you screw around with her?"

"Nate-"

"Don't lie to me Chuck!" he let go of his grip but stared at Chuck all the same.

After a lifetime of silence, Chuck's gaze just turned to the ground, a look of defeat spread across his face. "It's not-...It wasn't-"

"Son of a bitch!" Nate threw a punch across Chuck's face, "Of all the girls you could screw around with, Blair? You sick bastard."

Nate threw more punches at Chuck, who refused to fight back.

"Nathaniel! I didn't mean-"

"How long Chuck?" Nate threw Chuck across the room against the bar. The glass of whiskey shattered on the floor "How long were you screwing around with my girlfriend?"

"It was a one time thing!" Chuck lied, "A mistake."

"Don't fuckin lie to me Chuck!" Nate yelled, throwing a glass ashtray towards Chuck.

The ashtray hit the mirror behind the bar and both objects crashed into pieces.

"She wouldn't have broken up with me if you two didn' t have something going on."

Chuck's eyes shot up at Nate's, "She broke up with you?"

"Answer the question you fuck. For how long have you been lying to my face?" Nate repeated, "You cheating scumbag, I was your friend when you had nothing. How could you do this to me? You don't even have the decency to tell me how long you've-"

"Nathaniel! Don't do this." Chuck pleaded.

"Jesus christ Chuck, I understand that you find sick pleasures in screwing woman over because your slut of a mom left you to rot with your douchebag of a father but Blair?"

Chuck had had enough. He lunged across the room shoving Nate backwards against a wall, sending paintings to the ground.

"Three months! Is that what you wanted to hear? I've been fucking you girlfriend behind your back now for three months."

"You sick bastard!" Nate knocked Chuck to the ground, hitting him over and over again until deep cuts were formed across Chuck's face.

"From now on you stay the hell away from me. I'm done with you." Nate declared, before leaving Chuck's suite abruptly.

"Blair!" Serena shouted, running up the marble stairs.

"Serena, what is it?" Blair Waldorf stood in her room drying her damped hair.

"I tried calling you-"

"I was in the shower."

"Nate knows." Serena says flatly.

"What?" Blair threw aside the towel, "What do you mean he knows? He knows about what?"

"We need to go. Chuck's. Nate seemed really angry." Serena spat out impatiently.

Without another word, Blair hurried after Serena out the door and into the awaiting cab.

Chuck laid motionless on his floor as Vanessa entered his room moments later.

"Chuck?" She gasped, "What the hell happened?"

She helped him over to his couch and knelt down beside him, tracing her fingers gently over his wounds.

"I just saw Nate in the hallway, did he do this to you?"

Chuck didn't reply but simply answered with a smirk.

"We need to get you to a hospital."

"It's fine." Chuck mumbled, wincing at her touch.

"No it's not. Look at yourself!" Vanessa's voice broke as tears were flowing from her cloudy eyes, "Where's your first aid kit?"

Chuck just slightly shook his head.

Vanessa sighed, "Of course you wouldn't have one. Here, let's get you into bed."

After much difficulty of getting Chuck undressed and into bed he was already fast asleep.

"Blair..." he mumbled in his slumber

"Damnit Chuck, what did she do to you?"

Vanessa slipped out to retrieve a few items to clean Chuck's wound when she spotted Serena and a frantic, underdressed Blair Waldorf at the end of the Palace hallway.

"Vanessa!" Serena exclaims.

"What are you doing here?" Blair questioned.

"I think the question is what are you doing here." Vanessa fired back, "You've done enough damage in a day, don't you think?"

"Chuck, is he okay?" Blair asked.

"He will be if you keep that lunatic boyfriend of yours away from him."

"I need to see Chuck-" Blair pushed pass Vanessa only to be stopped.

"No, what you need is to understand that I'm Chuck's girlfriend now. Whatever the two of you had is over. Is that clear enough? The world does not revolve around you Blair Waldorf, and neither does Chuck Bass. So why don't you do us all a favor and stop playing your sick little games and keep your pyscho boyfriend away from Chuck." Vanessa raised her voice.

"What did Nate do? I just need to see Chuck." Blair pleaded, eyes filled to the brim with unshed tears.

"As far as I'm concerned, Chuck wants nothing to do with you." Vanessa replied coldly.

"Blair, honey." Serena helped her friend turn around and walk away, giving Vanessa an icy cold stare.

"He wants nothing to do with me." Blair repeated in the cab hysterically, "How did Nate know, Serena? How did Nate find out? Did Chuck tell him? Does he not care about me anymore?"

"Blair, honey, it's alright. Everything will be okay" Serena held onto her friend, afraid of revealing the truth at a time like this.

"Nathaniel? Where have you been? I've been trying to find you all night." The Captain scrowled as Nate entered his office.

"Mom said you wanted to see me?"

"Why do you look like hell?"

"I- I had some business to take care of." Nate replied.

"Nate, you're an Archibald, you cannot be doing anything stupid to risk destroying our reputation."

"I know Dad." Nate sat down across from The Captain.

"What I wanted to talk to you about was your proposal with Blair."

"What?"

"Your mother and I were talking and we think it's best if you propose to Blair as soon as possible. Seeing your history, it's only a matter of time."

"I can't do that. I will not marry her."

"Why the hell not?"

"She slept with Chuck, Dad!" Nate yelled, "My best friend? Remember him? She slept with Chuck behind my back for three months. Playing me like a complete fool. As far as I'm concerned, I never want to see either of them again."

"Chuck Bass? That new money?" The Captain asked, astonished, "You idiot, how could you let it go on for that long and not know?"

He threw the nearest book across the desk, hitting papers and staplers onto the floor.

"Damnit Nate. Why can't you even hang onto Blair Waldorf? That's all we asked of you."

"Dad..." Nate started.

"Are they still seeing each other?" The Captain asked.

"What?"

"Blair and Chuck."

"No, I don't think so."

"Does anyone else know about them?"

"What? No, just Serena and I. Dad, what are you-"

"You need to propse to her. Take her back. I'm sure it was just a phase. Pretend you're over it."

"Dad, I'm not! She went behind my back." Nate shouted.

"I said pretend, didn't I?" The Captain raised his voice, "Nate. Do you know what the Waldorf name can do for us. Blair loves you, if you take her back she'll certainly never dare to wrong you again."

"I can't..."

"Nate, we will lose everything if you don't do this."