3 words. 8 letters. Say it, and I'm yours

5

Inspired by someone from Tumblr. If you watched GG, you might see some resemblance with the Season 5 episodes because I wanted to write my own version of it and how I wanted it to be because Blair was so out of character in Season 5, abandoning Chuck. Also, she's not pregnant when the accident happened. In this version, there is no Louis Grimaldi :)

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"We have to see this through 'til the end."

"You sat in the car and we were gonna spend the rest of our lives together but now you can't even look at me..you can't even care enough to tell me why."

"I always put you first but you bet against me every time."

Everything he has done for her, all of those sincere words, she treated them like they didn't matter. She always thought Chuck was never going to be a part of her life as her significant other.

At least that's what she thought.

It wasn't true. They were the perfect pair. Not only in schemes, but also in love. They had a lot in common, one is that they are the biggest cowards in the world.

She made excuses and he did the same. She was single and the love of her life was too. What was she waiting for? She was running Waldorf Designs and everyone was happy.

She wasn't. She felt incomplete without him.

But sometimes luck doesn't become our permanent ally. And in this situation, she desperately needed to be lucky. She just isn't when it's Chuck we're talking about.

Blair shut her laptop down and laid on her bed, stressed.

He has a new girlfriend. Replaced me so fast, huh?

She thought to herself. Who was she to interfere anyway? She ended things with him and he obviously wants to move on. But is having a new girlfriend the only solution to that?

Now, she was just offended. Not happy at all.

"Dorota!" She called and in seconds, her most loyal maid comes running in the room. "Prepare me a bath. I need to be somewhere." She says, determined.

Dorota didn't even bother asking about it. She knew the brunette too much. It was obviously another scheme. Schemes were one of her definitions. She was a pro when it comes to that.

Her toes come in contact with the warm bath. She picked her favorite bath bomb and threw it in, immediately taking the scent in. She closed her eyes as she inhaled it.

For some reason, baths were a kind of therapy for her. Not that she's complaining. She would usually eat macaroons in the bath. Unfortunately, she ran out because of an intense night and macaroons cheered her up.

Chuck, on the other hand, was as miserable as Blair. He felt numb without her and he had questions unanswered. Why do people leave him? His mom, his father, and now the only thing he's ever loved most.

I deserve this.

He thought. Maybe he does, maybe he doesn't. But no matter how big the situation was, he just wanted someone to stay with him and be there. He didn't want anyone else but Blair.

"Are you alright?" The blond asked. Her name was Eva. Chuck had met her when they both went to a party. She was a prostitute so she knew everything that happened to Chuck.

She kept it a secret though. Because she liked him. And if he knew she was fake, she'd have no chances. Eva said she had brought Chuck to his hotel room when he passed out at the party. There was a little VIP room with a bar and he was drinking all his problems away.