Blair felt much better after her conversation with Jessica. She had been worried thinking Jessica would be really angry with her and after finding out about everything, she wouldn't want to be friends with her anymore, and although she had been really angry with her, but she reminded Blair that there were people who would always have her bag and support her. After that Blair had cried for a really long time, soaking Jessica's fabric with her tears, while Jessica patted her till she stopped.
"If you need help, anytime. You know where you can find me right?"
"Yeah, I have your new address." After that Jessica left and Blair was back home.
Blair decided to call Samantha after that, she didn't answer at first, but Blair dialled her number again, this time she did. "Hey Blair, how are you doing?"
"I'm fine. Jessica just left here, she said you told her to check up on me...and also quite a number of other things."
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When Dylan arrived, Blair was still up, watching a soap opera while sipping on a cup of warm milk Donna had offered to her before she went up to bed. She ignored the look he sent her way, not moving her eyes from the screen, hoping he would leave without speaking to her. She was happy that she was able to have a quick shower right before Dylan arrived, she couldn't go to bed without bathing. Blair had decided that would be her everyday routine, have a bath after Dylan left, and another one before he arrived. She took note of the time he came back, for the next day.
He walked away, making Blair let out a sigh of relief, she had been sure that Dylan was going to approach her. Like he could read her thoughts, he came to the room. "Bella, shouldn't you be in bed at this hour?" He asked, loosening his tie.
She didn't still look at him, hoping that if she didn't say anything he would still leave. But it didn't seem like that was what he had in mind, as he came and stood before her. So she said, "I'm not a child. I go to bed whenever I want to."
He kept quiet for awhile, watching her. Then his eyes landed on the duvet and pillows beside her. "Where do you plan on sleeping this night?"
She frowned. "Well since you've decided to be childish by locking up all the room doors, I have also decided to be childish. I'm going to sleep here. In that way, I won't disturb you, I won't disturb Donna and no one should disturb me."
He scoffed rolling his eyes like that was the most ridiculous thing he has ever heard. "You can't sleep here, not because I care, because I don't want Donna asking me why my newly wedded wife isn't with me in bed."
"Well, since you have refused to give me another room and I do not plan on laying my head next to you, I would rather sleep here. Let Donna—Hey! Don't touch me, what are you—put me down this instant!" She hit his chest as he carried her up from the couch, and started walking out of the room. "Let go of me you bully!"
"I didn't ask for a wife, but I got one. Sorry, but you don't exactly decide what you want. We are sleeping together and that's final."
"You don't even like me!" Blair said between angry puffs. "Why would you want me beside you?"
"Hey, I don't like you doesn't mean you can't offer your husband some comfort...I mean you are annoying, but not incapable of offering warmth." Her eyes widened in disbelief. "Calm down, I'm not going to lay my hands on you."
"You are sick, put me down," she said, but they were already entering the room. He kicked the door shut behind them, walking with fast strides, he dropped her on the bed.
"Stay." He commanded when he saw she was about to get up.
"I'm not a dog, you can't tell me what to do!" She yelled through she stayed put, still breathing heavy though. She wanted to fight him and run out but she doubted he would let her.
"You're right, you are not a dog, you're just stubborn. I mean no wonder your ex left you, you must have driven the poor guy to insanity."
Blair stilled when she heard those words. "Don't mention my ex again," she told him. "You don't know anything about him or me, you don't know anything of what happened, so don't bring him into this."
"Why..." He stopped when he noticed the look on br face. Dylan didn't know much about Blair's ex and he had just learned about him from his mother. "I'm sorry," he apologized.
Now, it was Blair's turn to be surprised. She had never heard Dylan saying those words and didn't think it was possible for him to direct that to her. "What?" She asked, but he didn't give a reply, instead he turned to walk out. "Dylan, I'm taking to you!"
"Just sleep Blair, forget I said anything about your ex." He walked out of the room.
"How exactly how I meant to forget?" She asked. "Just because you tell me to, doesn't mean I would at the snap of a finger," she said to the quiet room. "Asshole!" She shouted, but her voice was choked and she was sure he probably didn't hear her.
She didn't plan on sleeping on the bed with him. "You have another thing coming if you think that's going to happen," she muttered as she took a pillow from the bed, going to the coach sitter beside the wall near the wardrobe and collapsed on it. She felt cold, but she didn't have any blanket and while usually she liked to sleep in her underwear, she couldn't exactly take them off when she knew Dylan would be coming back to the room too.
She didn't open her eyes when she heard the door opening again, she didn't need to look before she knew it was Dylan. He kept still as he walked round the room, letting out a frustrated groan every now and then. She was tempted to open her eyes and see what he was doing, but the lights were still on and she didn't want him to see she was still awake.
"I know you're awake Blair." Her eyes opened the moment he said that. "You don't have to pretend to be asleep, I'm not going to kill you."
"We don't know that and also, you can have your bed. I'll sleep here on the couch."
"Don't be crazy. You think I carried you all the way up here for us to sleep separately?"
"Stop it. You can't force me to sleep on the bed with you-"
"Well you can't sleep there...just come sleep on the bed Blair. You are going to get cold." She didn't pay him any attention. "Blair, come to the bed.
"No, thank you. I don't want you close to me. You shouldn't bother about me and just go to bed. You have a place to be tomorrow right? You should probably go sleep then and let me rest."
"You know what, I don't even care anymore, you do want you want."
"I will!"
Blair regretted her decision later on, the room was cold and she didn't have any blanket, just the couch. She sat up in the middle of the night, with the aid of the night plan which was still on, she could see Dylan on the bed, sleeping peacefully."Dylan." She called. "Dylan!" She said again, this time tapping him gently on the shoulder. "Wake up, I know you can hear me!""Even when I leave you alone, you still look for ways to drive me nuts. Some of us have a place of work to go tomorrow morning Blair," he muttered sleepily, brushing her arm away. "What do you want?""I'm cold," she told him. "Give me a blanket or give space so I can sleep." Dylan was lying down horizontally on the bed, and Blair couldn't help but wonder if he did that on purpose just to stop her in case she decided to come back to the bed. "Are you listening to me. You like hearing me beg right? Something about me begging gives you joy, right?"Hearing that a smile came to his face with his eyes still closed. "That
It's been more than a month since the wedding. Blair found herself surviving with encouraging talks from her parents, Samantha and Jessica, they have been the shoulders that she relied on. She didn't know what she would have done without them, actually she was afraid to think on what she would have done. Sometimes, when things were really quiet and dark, she couldn't help but recoil in her shadows, the same place that Richard had found her, before he pulled her out with his love. Richard had been almost everything to her, she became a part of her, became all could think about and that's because she saw him as her saviour. Only he knows of the things she had been going through before he showed up, only he could see past the mask of the smiling face to the scarred one behind. He had shown her a light she hadn't seen for a long time, brought her a miracle. When he left, he had taken all that away.Blair hated him, for the pains he had caused her, for making her believe, when he didn't. S
Erin was much different from the last time Blair saw her, was during her mother's burial. She had sat alone on the bench, dressed all in black, not speaking to anyone who approached her to share their condolences. Blair remembered thinking Erin was really strong, if she had lost her mum, she didn't think she could hold it together just the way Erin did. Blair had later caught Erin crying after she thought that everybody had left. She had wanted to walk up to her, to console her and tell her everything would be fine. But Blair wasn't the judge of life, she couldn't predict if everything will be fine. She also wasn't sure the exact words to say to Erin, there relationship was kind of a forced friendship, so instead she had walked away and called her mother instead to check on Erin.She had on the brightest smile when she saw Blair approaching. "Blair!" She walked over to them quickly, giving her a hug. "It's been like... Well, a really long time," she said after she had pulled back."Ye
Blair had sworn that she wasn't going to answer the call, but it seemed it also wasn't going to let Blair sleep peacefully till she answered it. She bit the hem of her pillowcase in anger while finally reaching out for her phone, with the plan to switch it off, but decided against it when she saw who was calling. It was Dylan's mum. She sat up, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes, she answered the call. "Good morning," she greeted. "Sorry, I wasn't with my phone. Have you been calling for long?""I's fine dear, I haven't. Are you still in bed? Your voice is heavy and kind of rough.""Oh no," Blair said quickly, clearing her throat. "I'm not in bed anymore. I just finished eating that's why, I'll drink some water."Ok good. I need you to run an errand for me, that's of you're not too busy, but this is really important.""No, I'm not busy. What is it, do you need me to come over?" Blair crossed her fingers, praying that she wouldn't ask for that."No you don't have to." Blair relaxed a
"Sir, it's Alexa."Dylan sighed, it was his receptionist. "Come in Alexa." The door opened slowly, Alexa first poked her head in, before the rest of her body followed. "Is there a problem?""N-nothing really sir, I just came to apologize. I swear I didn't know she was your wife. I would never have spoken to her in that manner if I knew who she was, I apologize sir, please don't fire me.""My wife? In what manner?"Alexa's eyes widened with realization as she realized that Blair hadn't told Dylan about their encounter earlier. "Your wife didn't tell you anything?""No." Dylan frowned. "Alexa did you say anything disrespectful to my wife?""I'm so sorry sir. I knew you were married, but I've never met your wife before and when she came in asking to see you, I was...""How many times have I warned you about the way you talk to people?" Dylan suddenly felt like a big hypocrite. He felt he was no different from Alexa, he also had just spoken to his wife like she was trash. "Just leave, I'm
"I don't mean to disturb your sleep, just thought I should let you knowBlair dried her tears quickly, happy that Dylan wasn't looking at her to see them. She got out from the bed, to go wash her face in the bathroom. "A vacation? Where are we going?""Somewhere." He glanced at her. "It was my mother's idea. Apparently, I wasn't supposed to resume work a day after my wedding. It's not a husbandly thing to do and I haven't been treating you right."Blair rolled her eyes. "Well, that's something I expect every man should know...not you though," She muttered entering the bathroom, coming out few minutes later. "What are you doing?" Blair had caught Dylan holding her diary. "That's personal!""Calm down I wasn't reading it, I was only placing back for you, you're the one who left it laying around carelessly."Though they didn't fight as often as the first few weeks of their marriage, there were still occasional arguments every now and then. Blair had been counting, it has been two months
Dylan returned just when Blair was coming down the stairs with her bags. "Let me help you with that," he offered. She was to tired, so she let him. "What are you carrying in here?" He said as he took the bag from her. "We are only going to be away for a week, not a month.""Everything in that bag is very important," she told him. "And that's not all, there's another bag still up in the room." He shot her a look, but she only laughed, enjoying herself."Are you guys leaving already?" Donna asked when she saw Blair, who had just come down from the stairs."Yeah," Blair said giving her a quick hug. "I guess it's still next week then.""Blair, where are you!" Dylan shouted from outside."I better go now, before he comes and drags me out himself.""You guys have an amazing time!" Donna waved as they drove off.Blair had her head phones on, listening to one of Erin's asmr, the one she had specially recommended to Blair. In just the first minute, Blair had to admit that she was feeling more
"His sister?" Blair questioned with a frown. "I'm not his sister, I'm his wife." She scoffed. "And I'll have whatever he's having.""Uh, I'm so sorry. I swear I didn't know you two were involved like that because..." Giving one last look at Dylan, she hurried away.Blair wanted to mention to the girl that she shouldn't have been so quick to assume things, it reminded her of Dylan's receptionist. "Really?" Blair asked once she was gone."What?" He shrugged, reaching for the glass of water on the table. "Did I do something wrong?""You couldn't even have the decency to flirt with her behind my back? She thought I was your sister and that's only because she didn't think you would be flirting with her before your wife.""I didn't flirt with her, I simply told her I would have whatever she thought best. What's so bad about that? When did that count as flirting?""Oh please." Blair scoffed. "I saw the way you were looking at her, you were obviously flirting and-""Why do you care anyways."