Blair woke up feeling sick again. She barely made it to the toilet in time. She knew she was a little stressed about work, but everything was good. She felt good about herself, about Chuck about their marriage. She knew she wasn't subconsciously or consciously sabotaging her health, so she must really be sick. Ulcers? Wasn't she too young for those? I mean yes she was running a company at a young age, but she had it down. She'd been delegating her whole life. Being top dog is what she had been bred for. Cancer? Does it even run in her family? She was going to have to get Darota to contact her doctor and arrange for a discreet appointment. She didn't want to worry Chuck about anything until she knew what was wrong. She knew how much sickness worried him. It meant death or dying. So she'd find out what is wrong with her and then tell him.
Having sorted that out in her mind and having brushed her teeth, Blair headed back to bed hoping that Chuck wouldn't have missed her. No such luck. After all the bedroom is one of the places that Chuck Bass excels at observation and detail. She sinks into the bed as he turns to her. When he places the gentle kiss on her forehead she vaguely feels guilty for not telling him what her fears are. Determined to distract him from asking anything about why she was up already she opened her mouth to say something (honestly she wasn't sure what was going to come out) when Dorota stepped into the room and announced to one and all she thought Blair was pregnant.
"You Basstard!" is the first thing that plops out. After that she goes off on a tangent about believing he had impregnated her on purpose to tie her to him more closely etc etc. She just couldn't stop once she had started. What was she supposed to do? I mean her mind was still hung up on the possibility of having cancer. Switching over to the idea of a pregnancy was ludicrous. I mean she was on the pill and Chuck used condoms and people like Blair Waldorf (yes she kept her maiden name, don't judge) are not statistics and if they are... really three times in 7 years was once too often. Since it couldn't be her fault, of course it had to be Chuck's. Blair was a firm believer that an offence is the best defence. So if you don't want the finger pointing at you, you pointed it first.
Chuck is furious of course. He's blaming her and yelling how he wants nothing to do with a child and then he's gone. Blair would love to be able to storm away from this problem too, but unfortunately it is currently making her feel like vomiting again.
After she exits the bathroom once more, Darota bustles her into bed and makes her drink tea and eat plain toast. Blair's stomach starts to settle. "Darota, please set up an appointment with my doctor. I need it today. Tell him that I either have cancer or that I might possibly, slimly possibly, be pregnant." Picking up her phone she dialled Serena's number. "Oh and Darota, I need you to go shoping at a drug store in Dumbo and buy as many tests as you can. Pronto!"
"Hey B, what's up?" Serena asks in her unflaggingly cheerful way that just makes Blair want to kill her. "Well obviously not Chuck or I wouldn't be calling you this early." Blair says though clenched teeth.
"Did you have a fight?" Serena asks cautiously. "Chuck has accused me of getting pregnant on purpose, but I still think it's cancer. Of course I couldn't through that counter argument up at him, because he would have just freaked out more about me dying and.."
"Blair!" Serena's voice finally cuts through. "Is it possible you could be pregnant?" "Trust that out of all I said there that all you got is pregnancy Serena. What part of I could be dying of cancer don't you get!" Blair can practically hear Serena's eyes rolling over the phone. She knows she is not being rational about this, but right now pregnancy seemed more scary than dying of cancer and if she wanted to live with that delusion, shouldn't her friends be supporting her? "I'm on my way over" Serena says before hanging up.
6 pregnancy test kits later and Blair is still in denial. She is not pregnant. She's not! No amount of cajoling by Serena was going to get her to admit it. The tests were wrong and that was final. Putting her phone down from texting (probably Nate Blair thinks) Serena says "Blair, I'm happy for you. I know you're scared. I know you're terrified about what this is going to mean. You lost a baby already. But you can't stick your head in the ground and pretend this isn't happening. There are medications and test you need to have done. You need to look out for yourself and for the baby. I know you want to be ill because that means the drama is about you, but this is about the baby."
Blair can't help the tears that begin to run down her face. "It's just last time, I did everything right and I still lost the baby. What if it happens again? I don't want to care about it again only to lose it." Wrapping her arms around her Serena whispers "You know that wasn't your fault. It was the accident. Talk to the Doctor about your concerns. I'm sure he will tell you that you're not at risk of losing this one."
To tied her over until her appointment the girls stayed in bed and watched Audrey Hepburn films.
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