Barts murder

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BLAIRS POV
"CHUCK COME ON WE NEED TO GO" I shouted. He approached me with those wide dark brown eyes,those same sad brown eyes from when Bart previously "died". We was sitting in the boot in the back of chucks limo with the help of Georgina (god knows what that bitch wants). he hugged me as I shook, kissing my forehead every now and then trying to calm my nerves. But even that couldn't control the Waldorf world of questions like "is he going to go to prison?" "Am I going to prison?" But all I really cared about was being with chuck my one true love. We had stayed in this little hotel that night trying to calm down, he constantly held me to him (just the way I liked) I think we even had a slight make out session. Well that was before the knock came. "Who's there!" Chuck shouted as I ran into the next room hiding in my cream coloured slip. "Room service" rang the evil tone behind the door. Chuck immediately recognised the voice and opened the door letting his evil uncle jack into the room. "Come out blair your uncle jacks here to help" he's evil voice ran through the room. I immediately went and sat next to chuck holding his hand. Many small conversations went along but all I really heard was muffles of conversations. That was until jack said "I have an idea of tortue for you blair that means you can't testify against chuck" he spoke "what ANYTHING!" I sort of shouted. He got down on one knee and my heart jumped. he slowly put the diamond ring onto my finger and then attacked my lips. We sat there waiting for our marriage certificate to be put forward. Once our time was up chuck stormed away shouting "BLAIR I LOVE YOU BUT NOT LIKE THIS". I followed closely behind and the recruiting began.

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