A/N: Hey everyone, this is my first fanfic ever. I'm really excited but also very nervous. I usually just read so this is new for me. I was struck with inspiration and just had to get this out of my head. I wanted to write this because I feel like Blair's bulimia is such a major part of her character and I hate that the show only barely grazed the surface in 1x09. I also feel like Blair is always saving Chuck and being the strong one and I think it is time for Chuck to take on that role. I don't hate Louis, I actually think he is a really nice guy. He just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. So anyway, please review and let me know what you think.
They call her for dinner, she makes up a reason
She looks at her arms and she rolls down her sleeves
She's Falling Apart - Lisa Loeb
Blair stood up slowly and flushed the toilet. She averted her gaze from the contents swirling down the porcelain bowl that was at the same time both her best friend and her worst enemy. Instead, she gazed at herself in the full-length mirror. She was disgusted at what she saw. Her body was clad only in a lacy black bra and matching underwear. Her hands smoothed over the flat planes of her stomach and settled at her hips. The bones there jutted out sharply against her palms. She knew she was skinnier than she'd ever been. When she looked in the mirror though, she still saw hips that were too wide and breasts that were too small. But what disturbed her more than the shape of her body, was the bruises that littered her pale skin. They covered her body from shoulder to mid-thigh. Except for the first time, he didn't hit her in places she couldn't easily cover up. She was oddly grateful for that, because it allowed her to go on pretending she was living a fairytale. The dark purple bruises contrasted starkly with her white skin. They were all different shapes and sizes. The older ones were turning yellow and slowly starting to fade away. The bruises on her arms were in the shape of large hands. She stood there staring at herself in the mirror for a long time before she realized she had to leave in an hour to meet Serena before class. She quickly brushed her teeth. As she left the bathroom, she grabbed the ring off the counter and slipped it back on her finger. The large diamond sparkled up at her mockingly. The ring belonged to a princess and princesses didn't do what Blair Waldorf had just done.
Chuck Bass sat alone in his room at the Empire. It wasn't quite 1:00 in the afternoon yet but he was already sipping from a glass of scotch. He pulled out his phone and looked once again at the latest Gossip Girl blast. There was a picture of Blair and Louis from earlier that morning. They were walking hand in hand. Blair's left hand was covering her mouth in an attempt to hold back her laughter. Chuck's eyes zeroed in on her ring finger. His ring should have been there instead of the overly large, showy diamond that Louis had given her. She would have liked his ring more. He was Chuck Bass and he knew her way better than some simpering, foolish prince.
"That's not true! You are sacred to me!" He never should have said those words. They had driven Blair straight into the arms of Dan Humphrey. But at the time, he had no idea that she was there, listening to him; and he had been desperate to save his father's company. The father that had lied to him until the day he died. Twice now, he had put Bass Industries above Blair. And both times, he ended up miserable and alone. You would think he would've learned his lesson the first time around.
Suddenly, Nate burst through the door. He was sporting a grin so large that Chuck had a sudden urge to punch him. Instead, he asked, "How's Raina?"
"She's great, man! We went to this awesome-"
"Yeah, yeah. That's nice, Nathaniel" Chuck snapped.
"Hey man, you asked."
"That doesn't mean I care."
Nate shot Chuck a reproachful glare and left him to wallow in his despair alone.
Serena was babbling on about her mother's trial, as usual, and Blair had stopped paying attention ten minutes ago. She was too preoccupied with thoughts of Louis to worry about Lily. That morning he had taken her out for breakfast. Everything had been going great. They enjoyed eating breakfast together and he was walking her back to her penthouse. Then everything had gone wrong. They had been strolling along, talking and laughing, when they bumped into Cameron. Blair had gone out with Cameron a few times the before when she was trying to get over Chuck. He was a nice guy, but she never even came close to falling in love with him. He stopped to chat with her and when she introduced him to Louis he had looked angry. He was polite but cold and condescending. And when Cameron had asked after Chuck, she was shocked at the anger that had flashed across Louis' face. After they had left Cameron, they had walked the rest of the way to Blair's penthouse in silence. When they had gotten there, Louis had said, "I'll see you tonight." in a dark tone and had kissed her possessively. Blair had gone straight to her bathroom to alleviate her stress in the only way she knew how.
Blair broke out of her thoughts to find Serena staring at her in concern.
"What?" she asked.
"Blair, you look like you're about to be sick. What's going on?"
"Nothing. I'm fine," Blair lied smoothly.
Serena looked like she was going to press the matter, so Blair stood up to leave.
"I have to go get ready for my night with Louis."
"Alright, well if you need to talk, call me."
Blair nodded and walked quickly away.
It was now approaching 6 p.m. and Chuck was still brooding. In a scotch induced haze he thought back to the night he truly lost Blair Waldorf.
"I have to find her." Chuck hurried away from the bar with Serena on his heels.
"I'll come with you," she called after him.
He stumbled out of the hotel and into his waiting limo with Serena right behind him. Chuck didn't say anything to Serena on the drive to Blair's penthouse. His mind was focused solely on Blair: her smile, her body, her laugh, the feel of her hair against his bare skin, her deep brown eyes. He loved her. He wasn't going to wait any longer for her to make a name for herself. They would be together.
He and Serena walked into Blair's building just as just as Dan Humphrey was getting off the elevator looking disheveled and reeking of Blair's favorite perfume.
"Dan, what are you doing here?" asked Serena.
"Yes, Humphrey, do tell...and while you're at it, perhaps you'd also like to let us know when you started wearing perfume," sneered Chuck.
"Oh…umm…I…well…I have to go," Dan stuttered and practically ran out of the building.
"That was weird," commented Serena.
"I need to talk to Blair," said Chuck, ignoring her.
As soon as they stepped out of the elevator Dorota was upon them.
"No visitors. Miss Blair asleep," said Dorota sternly.
"Dorota," Chuck drawled, "what was Humphrey doing here?"
Dorota looked around nervously before leaning in and whispering to Chuck and Serena conspiratorially, "Miss Blair and Lonely Boy are having affair."
Serena gasped loudly. Chuck just turned and walked straight back to the elevator. The whole time he had been contemplating his love for Blair, she had been screwing that piece of Brooklyn trash? That was fine. He didn't need her anyway.
Of course, now, Chuck realized just how foolish he had been to think he didn't need Blair Waldorf. He would always need her, in the same way he needed oxygen. He couldn't survive without either.
Blair was nervously awaiting the arrival of Louis. It was 7:56 and he was picking her up at 8:00. She checked and rechecked her appearance in the mirror in her bedroom to make sure there were no hairs out of place or buttons left unbuttoned. But she didn't need to worry. She looked pristine and perfect as always. She was dressed extra nicely tonight in an attempt to alleviate some of Louis' anger. She was even wearing the diamond earrings he had given her on their one-month anniversary.
She glanced at the clock again, 7:59. She started making her way down the stairs just as the elevator doors opened and out stepped her very own prince.
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