solid gold, fourteen carat, barely burnished despite twenty years of hard molling. but beneath it, i knew, beneath that gold & stardust, she was all grit and sharp teeth gnashing, head twisting, talons out, tearing flesh.
make me queen
private, selective, independent blair waldorf.
or i'll make you bleed
you have to decide who you are, little girl, she told me once. once you know that, everyone else will too.
❛ don’t you get it? i don’t need you , blair .❜ he lied , the hand he’s currently seeing two of gripping onto the door of his limousine for support . chuck desperately needed blair ; he needed the one person that he felt could make him feel secure when his entire world had tumbled . but , chuck would swallow poison before he admitted that .
shatter behind mocha orbs ; feigned strength shattering under the impact of sharpened words . ❛ you need someone , no one should have to go through this alone . ❜ stubborn insistence , gentle hand reaching to cup the side of his face . cold exterior met with insisting tenderness . ❛ let me be here . let me help you . ❜
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