I'm pregnant.
It's strange for me. I mean…have a baby in my stomach, isn't a normal thing.
I put my hand on my stomach. I feel a little movement.
"Serena?", I call.
She is looking at the photographs where I and her are all together.
I remember…now I and my best friend are freezing, detached.
I don't know why, but I and her aren't the Queen B and the Queen S of a bit of time ago, now I and her are the Queen B and her friend.
A tear flows on my face, I'm sad and happy at the same time. Sad 'cause I don't know who is the father of my baby, sad 'cause I'm only 20 and I'm already pregnant, sad 'cause nobody even Serena are near to me, sad 'cause I'm not the Blair Bear of a bit of time ago, sad 'cause I'm an authoritarian, cowardly Queen. Sad 'cause I'm selfish, sad 'cause I don't think anyone except myself.
But I'm happy. I'm happy because I'm pregnant, and I already love the baby in my stomach. I'm happy because I will forever with me a part of the man that I love. I'm happy because I will be a mother.
I know, it's strange…sad and happy, happy and sad.
Like Chuck and Blair, Blair and Chuck. Two emotions, two lovers, totally different one by one, but forever related to each other.
"Yes?", respond my friend.
"Touch my stomach. I feel a movement", I say.
She put in air her eyes and goes near to me. Put her hand on my stomach and a tear flows on her face.
"You're pregnant. Now it's really. It's…fantastic", she said.
I smile, and we hug. Friends forever.