I didn't have a choice.
I tell myself that everyday, every morning when I have to be sick. Every minute when my stomach hurts, every time my back aches. All the freakin' time.
I try to always reason with myself. I did it for him, I kept it for him. I thought it would just be a game. I could have it, then give it to him. As revenge, to all at upper east side. That Georgina Sparks can be grown up, Georgina Sparks can have a child. Daniel Humphrey can have a child. He can have my child
The father of my child, has to be him, Daniel Humphrey. The guy who wants to have a life. The guy who wants to write and write and write. He was stupid, if I'm honest, I was stupid too. I shouldn't have seduced him.
I do wonder why I made that last impression on Lily and Rufus, knowing full well that they would be the grandparents of my child. I should have been nice to them, but overall I don't know how to be nice. Sure, I know how to be a bitch. Blair taught me that, but how to be nice? It's just not in my category.
I wonder what Dan is doing now? Who is he with now? I heard him and that famous actress is over, maybe he's with Serena, or Blair. If it was Blair, I think it would be the best plan I had ever made, barge in on them and say 'You're the daddy,' They ruined my life, I can always ruin theirs. one and one makes two, or a window to see through every single one of those high class people. It's their fault I got into drugs in the first place. Their fault I went to that shitty place that was Christian camp. God, I actually thought I had a life in that place. In a way, I'm glad they got me back into reality. Though maybe I wouldn't be pregnant if they hadn't.
My child is going to come into this world, most likely without a father, that's why I needed to see Dan, one last time, the blonde wig as a disguise. I needed to tell him what he had done. What he had done to me. I can't look after my child, can I?