CHAPTER 2 – Why us?
He knew, that she had been crying. The corners of her eyes were still a little reddish and her face was like a mask. Dan hugged her dearly. They sat down and opened the menu. He waited patiently until Blair was willing to talk to him. He knew in a situation like this it won't help put Blair under pressure.
"It's him...", she stated shortly.
"Uhm, Blair what you..." - his words faded and he suddenly knew, but nevertheless finished his sentence - "...talking about."
She could hardly hold back the tears. He took both her hands and squeezed them. He wanted to comfort her but didn't knew how. And then it sprudeleted out of her as from a geyser.
"I am just so terrified. And devastated. You know this was a big decision for us, especially for Chuck. And now? At first I though it's just bad luck or something like that. Then I though it's because of me, because of my bulimia. But because of Chuck? The great womanizer and Playboy Chuck Bass? How can that be?"
"Why us? Dan, tell me, why has it to be us?"
"Blair, Blair, come done. Nothing is final!"
"In this case it is!", she shrieked.
"Is it?", Dan asked.
"I..I..had him tested", she admitted.
"WHAT?", he yelled at her. At that moment he realized that he might responded a little bit too loud at her statement. He quickly added: "Sorry, Sorry! How? How did you do it? I mean... Does he know?"
"No. He doesn't even know that I had tested myself. He still thinks its bad coincidence."
"Yeah, you already told me that..."
"..and about the HOW... I'll spare you the details. Let's just say sperm doesn't always lands somewhere, where it cannot be gathered.", Blair added.
"Well, thanks to this one, Blair", he smirked and asked another question: "So.. What did the doctor say?"
She was silent again. When she tried to start talking her voice left her. After some minutes she said: "Mr. Robertson said, there is only a very little chance, that Chuck can ever father a child."