Title : A Game Worth Winning.
Author : Laura (lawrahxxx/alwaysbluex)
Pairings/Characters : Georgina. Chuck/Blair.
Rating : PG-13
Chapter : Chapter 1
Word Count : 1,700
Spoilers : aired episodes.
Summary : The Upper East Side, more specifaclly Chuck&Blair. seen through the eyes of Georgina Sparks.
A/N : Review/Comment. pretty please?
Also, i have no Beta atm


Her slender fingers, neatly painted with a midnight black nail polish, and offset by chunky plastic rings are brought to her mouth as she swiftly tries to hail a cab. Suddenly one stops out of nowhere, and she quickly jumps in ordering the directions of where she wants to be as if she’s lived at the place her whole life. She knows what’s happened while she was away, nothing ever stays a secret on the upper east side. Especially with gossip girl there to help dish out the details. Not that she even needed the website, she had other sources.

She throws a few extra bills at the cab driver, as if she’s overflowing with money and throwing it in the streets wouldn’t be a problem. Not that it would be, since the money was stolen. She exits by giving him a wink and licking her pale lips swiftly. Slowly she studies the building, it was heavenly. As she was sure the inside would be as well. Lily Bass had impeccable taste. It was nearing ten o’clock on a Saturday night, she knew for sure no one would be present in the house at this hour.

Slowly she walks up to the concierge desk, jacket open, girls out to play, and swiftly bats her eyelashes at the pimply red head working near the front desk. Ten minutes later she finds herself entering the Bass/Vander Woodsen house. Just as she expected, no one is to be seen. Though, the fire was still burning without their presence.

Strolling around the house as If it were her own, because as far as she was concerned, for the next few hours it was. She enters the kitchen, and quickly goes for the liquor cabinet. It has been months since she’s tasted anything as bitter and delightful as hard liquor. Her eyes sparkle as she lunges at the bottle, not even bothering with a glass. She sighs in relief as the burning liquid trickles down her throat, and into her empty stomach.

The first stop on her own personal tour was Serena’s room. It was nice, tasteful, but not really her style. She inspected the pictures on her desk. There was a little boy dressed in a green caterpillar suit. Oh yes, she remembered him from camp. Aaron, so that’s who her new muse is now. She must have ruined things between Dan and Serena beyond repair. A small smirk crept across her lips, pleased with her work. The next picture was of Serena and Blair at a wedding. Ah, yes the wedding she missed. She was quite disappointed she never got to make it, after all, she had plans for that night.

She walked down the hall, inspecting the rooms until she knew Chuck’s had been found. The picture of his mother gave it away, plainly. Georgina had known about his mother, and how she died. Not on purpose of course. Chuck would never open up about that to anyone. Near the picture of his mother was one of him and Blair. It came to no shock to her, as she had already found out. The thought of Blair and Chuck wasn’t all that surprising, but it put the fury back in her dark eyes. It was all the motivation she needed to come back to New York, and personally play a little game with Blair Waldorf.

…

Chuck entered the pent house alone. He had decided to go out with Serena and Blair on account of boredom, but had actually had an enjoyable evening. Things between him and Blair were still up and the air, but possible none the less. He sighed as he entered the kitchen, thoughts of Blair still clear, her touch still lingering on his thigh.

She had been teasing him tonight. Ruby red lips, dark curly hair, and a stellar dress. They both knew they weren’t ready for a relationship. But the games are what they enjoyed, so a pause from that wasn’t necessary. When she left the limo with Serena her hand glided along his right thigh, and she whispered softly in his ear. “Thanks for the drinks Bass.”
He smirked, trying to show he was unfazed by her flirting. “Anytime, Waldorf.” He drawled.

She pursed her lips, and was about to spit out an insult. When her slightly tipsy blonde friend pulled her from the limo. “It’s cold outside, B.” Serena whined. “Let’s go inside. “
Blair rolled her eyes. “Maybe if you wore a longer dress…”
Serena narrowed her eyes at Blair. “Your dress is shorter than mine.”
Chuck smirked at this, and Blair sent Serena a cold glare.
“Good night ladies.” Chuck drawled. “Enjoy your sleepover. Remember to have a nice pillow fight, unclothed, perhaps?”
“In your dreams Bass.” Blair spat.
Chuck laughed. “Good night Blair.”
Blair turned around and smiled as she closed the limo door. “Good night Chuck.”

…

Chuck walked into his room to find a familiar brunette sitting at his desk, her back facing him. He had probably slept with her before, and she had crept into his room wanting more. They all did.

“No thanks.” Chuck mumbled, walking to his dresser. “I have a girlfriend.”
The brunette gave an evil laugh, that was mumbled by her hands in her face. “Chuck Bass, a girl friend? That’s rich.” The brunette drawled.
Chuck nodded his head. “Here’s fifty dollars, buy yourself something pretty. But first, show yourself out of my house.”
“Fifty dollars Bass? Now that IS insulting. I used to get it for free.” Slowly she turned around in the chair waiting for Chuck to look him.

“I’m sure you did.” Chuck drawled. He looked up just in time to see her turn around. The girl definitely was familiar. It was Georgina Sparks, giving one of the evilest smirks he had ever seen.

“Hi, Chuckles.” She laughed.
Chuck rolled his eyes. “Don’t call me that, whorgina.”
“Good one.”
“What are you doing here?” he questioned, fiddling to get his watch off. “I thought we got rid of you, for good.”
“We?” Georgina questioned innocently, sitting up in the chair. “Ah yes, Blair Waldorf. Is she the girlfriend?”
“No.” Chuck said quickly, turning around once again.


Georgina nodded. “Ah yes. Nathanial must still be her boyfriend then. Surprising how long that’s lasted isn’t it?” She questioned with a laugh. “You know, since he slept with Serena and all. I also heard he was pimping himself out to an older lady this year. How classy.”
Chuck turned around and glared at her. They may be fighting right now, but he didn’t appreciate Georgina sparks of all people insulting the closest thing to a best friend he had.
“It’s funny, isn’t it?” Georgina chuckled. “Even after all he’s done, Blair still finds him more suitable than you for a boyfriend.”
She instantly saw Chuck’s fists clench, and knew she had struck a nerve. She bit down on her lip, almost drawing blood. This was too enjoyable.

“Not that it’s any of your business but Blair and Nate are no longer seeing each other” Chuck spat.
“Why?” Georgina asked innocently.
“What’s with all the questions? I think it’s time you start answering some of mine.”
“Okay.” Georgina nodded, smiling.
“Why are you in my bedroom?” Chuck asked, as if that was the obvious question.

Georgina shrugged, standing up. “Just wanted to see where I’d be screaming out in pleasure later on.” she smirked, touching his lips roughly with her fingers.
He swatted her away. “Been there, done that.” Chuck said simply, walking out of the room.
She followed him to the liquor cabinet. “Ah, yes. But don’t you want to do it again?” she questioned.
“I don’t sleep with one women more than a couple of times.” He said plainly, pouring a generous glass of scotch for himself.
Georgina swiftly grabbed the glass, and Chuck glared at her. Not bothering to fight with her about it, and went and got another glass.

She laughed, a throaty, raspy laugh. “But you do make exceptions, don’t you?” she said, her dark eyes slightly gleaming.
“No-”
“Well, for Blair Waldorf I mean.” she interrupted.
He stayed silent, his eyes fixated on hers.
“What are you talking about?” He said quietly, watching her eyes.
“Oh, sweetie. You didn’t think I knew?” She chuckled. “Like I said, I have my sources, and my sources tell me that you plucked her flower.”
Chuck turned his head away, studying the liquid remaining in his glass.
“Now, Bass. Don‘t be ashamed. I’m so proud. must have been hard to pry those legs apart.” She winked, downing the rest of her drink.

“She had sex with me willingly.” he growled.
Georgina nodded. “I’m sure.”
“Cut the crap Georgina. Why the hell are you here?”
Georgina’s eyes sparkled with delight at this question. She leaned into him slowly and whispered in his ear. “Blair wanted to play games now did she? Hopefully snow white hasn’t started playing one she can’t finish.”

“You do anything to her and I swear to god I’ll-”
“You’ll what?” Georgina spat. “I’m not afraid you Chuck Bass. Your open-ended threats will do absolutely nothing to me. There’s not much else that I can have taken away from me. Just warn Blair I’m coming for her, it’s the least you can do.”
She gave one last smirk before hopping of the barstool, and leaving the penthouse. Quickly she walked out of the building, with more of a confident stride than she had entering. She was back in New York for good, and this time nobody would stop her.