"Isn't this exciting Blair! I'm going to have a little niece. It's a girl! Doesn't that phase you at all?" Serena was concerned that Blair was really traveling to deep into this depression.
"I guess." Blair whispered.
"Okay, Blair. I can't take this! Snap out of it and stop being selfish and worrying only about you!" Serena was getting annoyed. She wanted to try to turn every bad situation to something good.
Blair turned her head to Serena in astonishment. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She thought about what if Serena was in this situation, wouldn't she act the same? She felt miserable and confused.
"Me? Selfish! Oh, please Serena! You would act the same way. You weren't just broadcasted about your pregnancy in front of the whole upper New York! You weren't denied by the father of your baby. My life is falling a part. Is yours?" Blair was uncontrollable. She was terrified and she didn't even know what was going on.
It hit Serena hard. She felt bad about what she said suddenly. She just wanted Blair to feel better because she hated seeing her best friend sinking into a deep depression.
"Okay. I'm sorry Blair. I just, I just hate seeing you not like yourself." Serena said. It was true that she wished that Blair would stop neglecting everyone.
"It's okay. I'm going to bed. I have a big day tomorrow and I will need my rest for my bitch attack on Jenny. Goodnight." Blair got up and left. Life was changing fast and she couldn't stop it. She was humiliated and nothing could change the past..
Blair and Serena walked up the stairs to school. All eyes were on Blair and she just wanted to cry. She always liked being stared at but only if it were because people really liked her outfit or her shoes. She couldn't stand it. She looked over and there was Chuck standing in a corner. He looked as humiliated as she did. Then there was Jenny.
"You backstabbing bitch!" Blair yelled at Jenny.
"What are you talking about?" Jenny really had no clue as to why Blair was calling her this. She was used to her scowls but not being blamed.
"Are you kidding? You told everyone I was pregnant, therefore, you're going to pay the consequences." Blair yelled. She hated being lied too. Right now she really wanted to kill Jenny.
"Blair. I have no idea what you're talking about! I didn't tell anyone! I swear. I wouldn't do that. Blair I know what you're going to do so please don't do it. I have no idea who done it!" Jenny was almost crying. She really didn't do it. She wanted to save herself from humiliation.
Blair looked at Jenny. She started to believe her, but she wasn't sure if she could trust her. She did the most obvious thing and walked away. If Jenny didn't do it, then it had to be Chuck. But why? Why would he tell people about something he didn't even want to stick up for?
"Chuck!" Blair practically screamed. Chuck was at his locker and barely looked at her.
"How could you! Why would you tell people this! I know that you would want to hurt me. But why would you make it public." Blair was crying. Chuck turned around to her.
"Blair. I didn't tell anyone! Why would I do that? I wouldn't want to hurt you like this. If it would also hurt me too. I thought you were the one who told people about the baby." Chuck said. He was confused.
"What! Why would I do such a thing?!" Blair yelled.
"I don't know. Because you wanted stuff from me." Chuck said. He truly thought Blair wanted to make him stand up to this responsibility. He didn't understand anything that was really going on. He thought she wanted money from him.
Blair was hurt really bad from what he said. She didn't understand why he would think such a thing. She had money. She wanted her life back to normal and Chuck thought she was just scamming him.
"I don't want anything from!" She said angrily. She really didn't. Chuck didn't mean it to sound the way it did. Blair walked away.
"Blair! I'm sorry! Come back!" She was gone and he felt bad. He didn't think she would take it so hardly.
Blair woke up the next morning. She felt horrible, like she overate too much and ran to her bathroom. Morning sickness sucked. She went to the mirror to brush her teeth. She dropped her toothbrush in horror. She was showing. You could definitely tell that she had a bun in the oven now. Her eyes tear up. She was really pregnant and now she looked like it.
Ring. Ring. Ring
She picked up her phone on the third ring.
"Hello?" Blair said without bothering to look at who it was.
"Blair?" It was Chuck "Please don't hang up!"
"What do you want Chuck?" She didn't feel like talking to him. Not after what he had said the other day. She didn't feel like talking to anyone. Her hormones were whacked up and at random times she thought she was going to just start crying.
"I want to say that I'm sorry. Can we talk? Go out to lunch maybe?' Chuck insisted. She wasn't going to pass up food anymore.
"Fine, pick me up at twelve." She said.
