Chapter 2: Panic
Blair felt as if her entire world had come crashing and burning down in those 2 seconds her eyes took to glance over the tiny pink plus sign that stood out on the white stick
Blair felt as if her entire world had come crashing and burning down in those 2 seconds her eyes took to glance over the tiny pink plus sign that stood out on the white stick. It was as if it was as blinding as a solar eclipse. She picked it up, tears streaming down her face, and threw it against the closed door of her bathroom. Serena flinched at the sound, not knowing how to react to the devastating situation.
"There goes Yale."
Blair's simple statement was uttered in a voice so terrifying and horrific, something her best friend had never heard before. The news of her father's secret boyfriend had not even brought out such a terror. Serena had absolutely no idea what was to happen next. She expected Blair to regain her composure and walk out of the room, and to start pretending this past half hour of peeing on sticks and seeing pink plus's had never happened, or to do…
"I am going to kill Chuck mother-fucking Bass!" Blair screeched, snatching the test off the ground and snapping it in half effortlessly and screaming at the top of her lungs.
…that.
Soon enough, the screams turned into tears, and Serena van der Woodsen saw her best friend lose all aspects of her once perfect poise. She knew that if she even attempted to lay a finger on B at this very moment, she would not be welcomed with open arms. She watched as Blair cried so hard she began coughing as gasping for air. Her face was strained bright red and mascara ran down her porcelain cheeks, melting off all traces of blush and concealer in the process. Just when Serena thought she had witnessed the worst, Blair threw herself on the floor in front of the toilet, jammed her fingers down her throat and heaved and heaved, as if trying to force the very thing she had just found out about, out of her body.
"BLAIR," Serena exclaimed, tearing her best friend away from the toilet and hugging her as tight as her body would allow.
"I…Ican'tdothis…" Blair started, all her words slurred together by tears and coughs. She had a white-knuckle grip on Serena's magenta tank top as her cries only increased. Serena feared that she was having a panic attack, and almost considered dialing 911. Blair tore out of her grip and slammed her tiny fists against the wall, letting out the loudest, most ear-shattering scream S had ever heard.
"Blair! B…B calm down," Serena stated firmly, grabbing hold of her best friend again. She felt as if Blair was a child the way she gripped on to her. She smoothed Blair's dark brown locks down to attempt to sooth her in any way possible. All her thoughts consisted of murdering Chuck Bass. She wanted him dead for ruining her best friend's life. All Blair had worked for at Constance-Billard was now completely out the window. B would never consider till going to Yale. As far as she was concerned, her dreams and aspirations were destroyed by a little something that would irritate her stomach in the mornings.
After what seemed like eons, B had finally regained her normal breathing pattern, and was finally retrieving the creamy complexion of her skin tone back.
"You're not going through this alone, B."
"Please. Like Chuck will do anything about this. Except…maybe hold my hand through an abortion."
"You have me." This was perhaps the only thing that could make Blair Waldorf smile at this breaking point in her life. Serena van der Woodsen was the only person she could ever rely on for everything.
B and S both knew that Chuck Bass was not emotionally equipped to process that fact that he was going to be a father, so the silently vowed to not tell him until further notice.
"I know," Blair started, smiling at her best friend one more time. But then came the typical response
"Do you think the clinic's open 24 hours?"
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