The Switch- Chapter Two

What the hell had she gotten herself into? She had tossed and turned in the giant, plush cama all night long asking herself the same question.
Blair propped herself up in the cama and buried her head in her arms. Damn it. For once in her life everything had being going to her plan, but now that was all in jeopardy. It was all Lily’s fault, but she knew that she would have to do whatever she asked after she had bailed her mother out of that jam. She didn’t even like to think about that anymore.
Blair knew that Lily expected her to hate Chuck baixo on sight, but surprisingly that hadn’t happened. She didn’t like him either, but she wanted to hate him. Yes, he was disgusting in a way, but he was also funny and not to mention attractive. Humor was not a thing that someone associated with Chuck Bass, but she could see through his façade immediately probably because she was the same way.
Blair tiptoed out of cama and went over to the enormous walk-in closet which now was filled with all of her clothes. She threw a satin peach, silk robe, veste, roupão over her negligee and ran a brush through her hair as she continued to think about Chuck.
What surprised her the most about him was that he really didn’t remember her. Granted, they had never spent any time together, but they had met several times before. She wondered if he would ever remember, not that it mattered since she planned on telling him today that they already did know each other.
She had a job to do though. And being nice to Chuck was not in the game plan. Lily had told her under specific instructions to not give an inch around him or he would destroy her which was probably true. He had a devious nature about him, but he didn’t realize that she would not allow herself to be taken advantage of. After the required sixty days were up, she could mover on with her life and forget about Lily, Chuck, and everyone else.
And with that thought she headed out into the hallway where she would be encountering another surprise.

XOXO
Blair stepped into the hallway and noticed that the door to the bathroom that connected her room to Chuck’s was cracked open. A slight smile crossed her face as she moved closer to take a peek inside. A gurgle of laughter bubbled in her chest when she saw what Chuck baixo looked like in the mornings. She quickly swallowed and trapped the laughter, so that he would not hear her.
She kept her eyes trained on him as he continued shaving while looking in the mirror. He hadn’t spotted her yet and for that she was grateful.
He had a pair of silk pajama pants slung low on his hips while he was bare chested. The sight of him without a camisa on caused her to pause for a minute, but she continued her survey down his body. His hair was flying in every direction possible, he was bleary eyed, he had dark circles under his eyes, and barely looked like he could stand upright.
Blair couldn’t hold back the laughter anymore; she allowed it to bubble out of her while she leaned against the doorframe. “You’re not a morning person, are you?”
As soon as he heard her, Chuck quickly turned around. “Fuck!” he cursed as he nicked himself with the razor. “What the hell do you think you’re doing? Are you trying to get me to kill myself?” He wiped the blood away that had collected on his jaw.
The smile quickly left her face. “Of course not. I just find it pretty funny that this big CEO of a company is definitely looking horrible in the morning. Do you ever let anyone see you in the morning?”
He looked back at the mirror and had to admit that he did look horrible, but he wouldn’t for long. He turned back around to face Blair and say something about her appearance, but found there was nothing to nitpick about. She looked chipper and fresh, not to mention beautiful when it was barely seven in the morning. “Fine. I’m not a morning person. Okay? Are you satisfied now?”
“Oh, yes.”
He noticed for the first time how beautiful her smile was, but he quickly tried to push that thought away. He couldn’t afford to think of Blair Waldorf of anything other than a job because that was what she was. She was just something that he had to mover aside so that he could get his inheritance and not lose his company. He continued to stare at her, but she didn’t seem intimidated in the least. He finally said, “I have to take a chuveiro and then I’ll be good to go. You’ll see, I’ll come out looking just fine.”
When Blair didn’t leave, he asked seductively, “Were you planning on joining me? Maybe I don’t need the full sixty days to make you fall in amor with me.” A leer was set in place on his face.
A grin quickly tilted the corners of her mouth. “You expect me to want to take a chuveiro with you looking like that? I’ll take a rain check, okay?” she bit out very sarcastically.
He was in the process of opening the chuveiro door, but shut it. “Was that a challenge, Waldorf?”
She gave him a tired look. “That wasn’t a challenge, Bass.”
“Yes, it was.” He insisted.
She shook her head. “Fine, I take it back.”
“You can’t. It’s out there now, you have to live with that.”
They continued to stare at each other, until Chuck broke the silence. “Are you ever going to leave so that I can take a shower? I already told you that you’re mais than welcomed to cadastrar-se me. If you don’t leave soon, I’m just going to shuck my pants.”
She surprised him when she started to laugh again.
“What the hell is so funny?” he asked indignantly.
“You are. Do you think I care if I see you naked? I’ve seen mais than a few naked men in my life. So por all means, go ahead.”
He met her challenge and shed his pajama pants very quickly.
Blair held her breath as she took in the sight of his naked body. He was easily the most attractive man that she had ever laid eyes on, even if he looked like shit in the morning. She took a bored stance and continued to look at him, her eyes drifting down to his penis.
“Do you see anything you like?” Chuck asked in a smug voice.
She turned to leave, but before she did, she said very mockingly, “Only fifty-nine mais days.”
Chuck stared at the door as it clicked softly behind her as she shut it. She had rendered him speechless. He liked it.

XOXO

Chuck baixo was ridiculous. Blair knew that to be true within the first few days of staying with him. A few days had passed and for the most part, she had stayed out of his way because that was what she was supposed to be doing. And he had left her alone for the most part.
That’s why it surprised her so much to see the extravagant trouble he went to tonight. As soon as she had walked through the door, she noticed the candles lit in the dining room, the jantar that was waiting on the table, the complex place settings, but most of Blair noticed the romantic setting that he had created. She knew that he had gone to a lot of trouble for her, but she couldn’t appreciate it.
She didn’t comment on it as she brushed the hem of her saia further down her thighs. She noticed his eyes on her as the swishy material flowed around her hips. He held out the chair for her and she sat without a word.
They ate in silence for a few moments before she got the nerve to ask, “What is all this?”
Chuck put his glass of red wine down. “What do you mean?”
He didn’t fool her though. “I mean, all of this. Why did you do all of this, Bass? We’ve been ignoring each other for the past few days and that’s been fine with me. I’m just staying here until the required sixty days are up, you know that.”
His eyes hardened. “I was just trying to make you a little mais comfortable while you were staying here, but I forgot all of this is just wasted on you,” He waved his hand around the dining room. “You’re just a frigid, cold, bitch.”
A smile illuminated her face and he looked shocked to see it there. “Why in the hell are you smiling when I just called you a bitch?”
Blair picked up her napkin from the mesa, tabela and put in back in her lap. She brought her eyes up to his. “I’m laughing at you.”
“Am I that funny, Waldorf?” he growled.
“In a way, yes. You’re so defensive about everything and that amuses me.”
He shook his head in irritation. “I’m glad that I can amuse you so much.”
She saw the annoyance in his eyes. She covered his hand with his. “I understand that you want everything in your father’s will and I can’t say that I blame you, but you have to realize that this isn’t my ideal situation either. I was just thinking that you did all of this to woo me into your bed, so that you would uphold your end and get everything. But none of this is going to work on me, Chuck. The atmosphere, the candles, the romance that you’re trying to create, I’m telling you that it won’t work.”
He turned over her palm and traced circles onto her skin. Both of them felt the heat and explosion as they continued to hold hands. “What if I told you this wasn’t about this? That I just wanted to have jantar with you without any implications.”
“I wouldn’t believe you.”
He chuckled. He dropped her hand and it landed with a plop back on the table. “I will admit that I was trying to woo you a little bit, but that’s what I’m supposed to be doing. And you shouldn’t be so sure that you won’t give in to me Blair, there’s still fifty-five days and you don’t even know me yet, maybe you’ll learn to amor me.”
She raised her eyebrows as she continued to look at him. “I doubt it Chuck, but give it all you’ve got.”
“You know that I will, but let’s just put that to the side for now. I’ve realized that I know absolutely nothing about you, so tell me something.”
Blair continued to stare at him as he pushed away his plate and carelessly dragged a hand through his hair. She was starting to like him and that could become dangerous, so she decided to give him a little something. “I’ll tell you something as long as you know that this isn’t going to work.”
“That’s not what this is about. I just wanted to know something about you.”
“Fine,” he seemed sincere, so she decided to tell him a little about herself and she would guarantee that he was going to be blown away. “What do you want to know?”
Chuck moved his chair closer to hers. “Everything.” He said in a voice that was husky and filled with the promise of sex.
“Okay,” she tried to ignore the tingles that were running down her spine at his closeness. “Just remember that you asked for it.” He nodded and she continued, “I’m twenty seven, divorced, I serve on many foundations, I almost died when my ex-husband ran me over with his car, I amor books and movies, I hate anything that has to do with death, and I’m not here because I want to be, but because I owe Lily a favor over something that she did for me and my mother. And I’m certainly not here to get rich off of you, Bass.”
She could tell that everything that she had just said was whirling around in his mind, but she still had to caution him on one thing. “Do not ask me anything about Lily or what she did for me because I’m not going to talk about.”
He could tell that she was serious, so he said nothing on that even though he wanted to know. Instead he asked, “You were married?”
She noticed the shocked tone in his voice, but wasn’t surprised por it. It was very easy to judge when you hadn’t been placed in the same situation. “Yes, I was. Not happily and not for long, but married none the less.”
He placed a hand on her lower back. “What happened?”
She smiled tightly. “That is a story for another day.”
“Blair,” a crease appeared between his eyebrows. “You can talk to me.”
“Not today,” she shook her head. “I will tell you, but I don’t want to relieve that pain over today. I’ve actually had an enjoyable dia and I don’t want to ruin it por talking about him.”
“I understand.”
“Thank you,” Blair inclined her head toward him once and asked, “So do the same in return for me now. Tell me some things about yourself and make sure to include something big in there, like the thing I did with Lily.”
“Alright,” he pondered for a minuto before saying, “I’m twenty-eight, never been married, but did get close once, I’ve been betrayed numerous times por everyone I know and maybe that’s why I’m cold and cynical, I’m a womanizer, but that doesn’t make me happy anymore, I like you and not just because of the stipulation in the will, and most of all, I’m scared shitless that I’m going to lose my company.”
She couldn’t believe that he just told her all of that. “Wow, I almost don’t know what to say.”
“Was that enough info about my pathetic self for you?” he asked with a grimace of pain.
“Hey. Don’t do that,” she replied softly while putting an arm around his waist gently. “I’m not going to judge you, I’ve never been in the position that you have and I hate people who judge anyways. That’s happened to me all my life though. One pergunta though. What do you mean about losing your company? Why would that happen?”
“Lily didn’t tell you?” he asked, while giving her that cold look. Blair knew that wasn’t about her, but mais about Lily.
She knew there was mais to the story though. There was something that wasn’t right. “What am I missing? All Lily told me was that you had to make me fall in amor with you otherwise your inheritance will travel over to her.”
A look of utter shock and dismay crossed his face. “I shouldn’t be surprised,” he whispered. It was an angry hiss of words and Blair knew that she never wanted to cruz him. “Bart was very smart when it came to making the will, Waldorf. If I don’t get you to fall in amor with me por the end of the sixty dia period everything is going to go to Lily, including my company which is the only thing that I’ve ever been proud of in my life. It was the only thing that had nothing to do with my father and I can’t lose it. I enjoy it too much, so I have to make you fall in amor with me.” He stressed.
A amargo, amarga laugh escaped her lips.
“How can you possibly laugh at a time like this?”
“It’s easy,” she stated. “You. That’s what I’m laughing at,” Blair hissed the words into his face. “I can’t believe this. I thought you were spilling your soul to me before, but it was all about the damn will! I’m not going to fall in amor with you! I will not.” She stood hurriedly and pushed her chair hard against the table.
He caught her arm in his. “Don’t go, Blair. It wasn’t like that. I was spilling myself to you and I wasn’t even thinking about the fucking stipulation to the will then. It’s just been on my mind a lot because I’m fucking scared about losing everything. Do you hear me? I’m fucking scared!”
Blair felt herself soften at his words, but she couldn’t allow that to happen. She wanted to scream at him, yell until she was blue in the face, but most of all she just wanted to dive in his arms until he could reassure her that everything would be alright eventually. That was impossible though. She was only here to do a job, she just had to keep reminding herself of that or she would give into him. He was showing her a side of himself that he never showed anyone, but that would not deter her from her goal. It was all for him, she just had to keep thinking of him and she would be alright, she could never tell Chuck about that though. She wasn’t going to allow herself to let him in, she had to make sure she destroyed him, so he knew that she was serious about everything.
She snatched her arm away from his. “Go tell one of your prostitutes or whores because I don’t fucking care.”
He shook his head sadly.
“What?” she snapped.
“You’re letting her win,” he replied sadly. “Don’t let her do that. Forget about the will and everything else for a minute, but just don’t let her do that. I know what a cadela, puta Lily is. I’ve known it all this time and I tried to warn my father about her, but he just wouldn’t listen to me. Like always,” He added bitterly. “But if you let her do this, then you’re just as weak as she is.”
Blair looked at him over her shoulder and replied, “I will not let you suck me into your web and deceit of lies.” With that she was gone.
He stood staring at the spot where she had been and cursing that bitch, Lily. She had to be stopped and he would have to make sure that he did it. He knew that it wasn’t a wise idea, but that didn’t stop him from picking up the tumbler of scotch and throwing it against the wall. The crash was significant and he watched as the amber liquid splashed all over his pristine white walls. It had felt good, so he picked something else up to smash. He decided to do that until some of his anger had abated. A half hora later, he had broken all of his glassware and his anger was still simmering without any means of stopping. He decided that he would have to pay Lily back for this. Not now, but one dia she would understand the torture that she had put him through por marrying his father. If it was the last thing he ever did, he would make Blair fall in amor with him. He was confident of that.

XOXO

The seguinte dia as she rounded the corner and made her way into the office, she knew that she would have a battle on her hands. Her slingback heels made a clacking noise as she walked across the wood plank floors and the person residing in the escrivaninha, mesa chair looked up in surprise.
“Blair,” Lily stated in cold tones. “What are you doing here? Is Chuck driving you crazy already?”
“No, not exactly,” her mouth tipped up in a grin at Lily’s look of disbelief. “You need to cut Chuck some slack. He’s not as bad as you think he is.”
“Has he already told you what an evil cadela, puta that I am?” Lily laughed bitterly. “I thought you weren’t going to allow him to get to you, Blair?”
Blair moved further into the office and noticed the changes that baixo Industries had incurred since the last time that she had been there. In that moment, she realized that Lily didn’t care about the company at all, she just wanted to be able to make as much money as she could and to destroy people in the process. For the first time, she was seeing what a cold hearted cadela, puta she really was.
“I’m not allowing him to get to me, Lil. I just find it ironic that you’re always telling me how he will destroy me and use it against me, and how all he does is lie, but you’re the same way. You didn’t tell me that he will lose his company if he doesn’t make me fall in amor with him. Why did you lie to me?”
“I didn’t lie,” she bristled at the accusation. “It was mais of evading the truth, but it was only done to protect you. I know how Chuck is and he’ll do or say anything to get what he wants.”
“Then he’s exactly like you.”
“Blair,” she shook her head in irritation. “You’re letting him work you over. We had a deal, you’re supposed to uphold your end. And he was horrible to Bart! You don’t even know all of the things that have happened.”
“Maybe you have it wrong, Lily. Maybe it was Bart that was horrible to Chuck.” She stressed the words, so there would be no mistake on her end.
“You’re letting him win, Blair. Do you really want him to get everything that was rightfully Bart’s?”
“How the hell is losing his company something that you want? He personally built his company, and that shouldn’t belong to your or anyone else besides Chuck.”
A devious grin tilted her lips. “Are you falling for his charms already, Blair? Because if you are, I assure that it’s a mistake. Chuck baixo does one thing and one thing only. He screws women and then never sees them again. You will never live this down if you let him get to you.”
Blair said nothing, but Lily wasn’t finished yet. “And did you really want everything of Bart’s to be put in his greedy hands. Do you want me to lose everything?”
“I don’t fucking care about the will or the money! None of that matters to me!” The words burst from her lips and she couldn’t take them back, but she didn’t want too anyways.
Lily stood up from her escrivaninha, mesa chair and went over to Blair and slung an arm around her. “Do we still have our deal or not?” she asked in deceptive, cold tones. “Do you want me to have to reveal what I did for your mother? Will she ever be able to live that down? I don’t want to do that, but you’re forcing me here.”
“You know that I don’t want that, Lily,” she replied with a disgusted gaze. “I will do whatever is needed because I have to protect my mother, but this is wrong and you know that. I shouldn’t be surprised, but I am.”
“You’re just listening to what Chuck is telling you and he’s making you turn on me.”
“No. That is not what is going on,” she said as she made her way to the door. “The past week I’ve seen Chuck and then I’ve seen the real Chuck. The one that is scared, vulnerable, upset and disgusted with his life, and who no one ever gives a break to. I’m not saying his perfect because he isn’t, but you don’t even care about him. You’re his stepmother and you’re ready to just throw him off a bridge without a lifejacket. I’m ashamed of you for that, but I can’t believe that you would use what you did to help my mother against me. That just shows what a cadela, puta you’ve become, or maybe you were always like that and I just didn’t know it.”
“You will not fall in amor with him or if you do, you will lie and say that you haven’t or everything will be revealed about Eleanor. Do you understand me?”
“I understand perfectly what a raving, lunatic cadela, puta you’ve become and yes, I will do what you want, but only because it’s the only way out. I hate you for this though.” With a swish of her heels, Blair disappeared out of the office and down the hallway. She knew that it would be a mistake to come here, but she couldn’t stand what Lily was asking her to do. She had to tell Chuck the truth, not about Lily, but about how she already knew him in some way. She would have to make sure that she didn’t come to like him anymore than she already did, but she was already in dangerous territory with that.

XOXO
Blair descended the staircase and noticed Chuck standing at the sidebar where there was still glass shattered everywhere. She had dressed in a prim and proper pantsuit, so that nothing could distract her from her goal, which was to tell him the truth. She noticed the way he was clenching his fists and she figured that he was still mad about what had happened the other day. She couldn’t say that she blamed him.
She tapped him lightly on the shoulder. “We need to talk,” she said as he turned around very slowly.
“We do?” he asked mockingly. “Are you talking to me again?”
“Chuck,” she began tiredly. “Don’t make this any harder than it has to be. I have to tell you something.”
He turned away from her and faced the wall. “I don’t want to hear anything that you have to say. You’ve fucking made it clear how you feel about me, haven’t you?”
“What the hell do you want from me?”
“Nothing,” he snarled. “I don’t want anything from you. We’re both in a difficult situation, but then you make it so much worse when you keep telling me that all I’m trying to do is get you into the sack. Maybe at first I was doing that, but if I talk to you, you accuse me of doing something wrong.”
She moved to the side of him and looked into his face, she saw the hurt and recoiled from it. She didn’t know what to do with that. “I do have something really important to tell you.”
“I’ve already told you that I don’t want to hear anything that you have to say, but go ahead and humor yourself.”
“Can you at least look at me while I’m talking to you?”
He did as she asked and Blair was shocked to see the cold depths of his brown eyes and the daggers they were shooting at her. She swallowed hard. “Do you remember the best friend you had at one time in high school? Nathaniel Archibald?”
Chuck’s demeanor changed instantly. His back stiffened, his nostrils flared, his eyes turned black with rage, and he hissed, “How dare you mention that bastard to me? And how do you even know who he is?”
She took a deep breath to calm herself before saying, “I know the two of you had a falling out after high school, but we kind of already know each other, Chuck. I was the girl that he used to date. I know you don’t remember me, but I remember you. I just thought that you should know because I’m sure that Lily will try to use this against the both of us.”
A amargo, amarga laugh escaped from his lips and he had to clench his fists until they turned white for the urge to throw something simmered down. “You mean to tell me that you were that girl that was always chasing Nathaniel? The one who would never leave him alone?”
She placed a hand on his chest and pushed him until he hit the sideboard. “You don’t get to make fun of me, do you understand that?” she asked in deceptively calm tones. “I’m trying to help you here because Lily knows this and she will use something against me if she thinks that I’m not upholding my end of the bargain.”
He cocked his head to the side and gave her a grin. His anger seemed to vanish at her words. “Are you having segundo thoughts?”
Blair put some distance between them. She was getting too close to him and it was having the required effect on her. “I told Lily that I think she’s wrong about you, but she refuses to listen to me and it’s too late anyways. We can’t go against Bart’s will, but I’m getting sidetracked. This is about Nate.”
“What the hell about him? You should know that the mention of his name is forbidden here after what he’s done to me. Do you know what he did, Blair?”
She shook her head. “That doesn’t matter right now.” She brushed a stray piece of hair out of her eyes while she continued, “Nate is actually my ex-husband.”
She waited for him to explode and didn’t have to wait long.
A mirthless laugh escaped Chuck’s mouth. “Are you fucking kidding me? That is your ex-husband? I don’t fucking believe it.”
“Wait, I haven’t even gotten to the bad part yet. Well, being married to him was certainly not a picnic, but there’s more. Lily knows some things about me. She helped my mother out of a tight spot and I can’t let her reveal something about Eleanor or she will never live it down. And even worse, if I don’t stick to the plan and help her win everything from Bart’s will, she will take away the thing I amor most.”
“I’m almost afraid to ask, but what’s that?”
He waited for baited breath and he was right, it was as bad as he expected.
Blair reached out for his hand and gripped it hard. “The thing I amor most is Braden. My son with Nate. Nate’s trying to take him away from me and you have to help me.”

To Be Continued…

A/N: I’m going to New York for a week, so this is my last update for quite a while. I just have to say a special thank you to Alicia who helps with everything. Whether it be support, writing, friendship, or just plain talking. I’ll miss you. :D