March 2nd... Wednesday...

We were going to a benefit, because our whole family was.

Somehow, I'd managed to find a comfortable, but still nice maternity dress. It was strange, because this time around, my bump was absolutely tiny. If the baby hadn't been moving nearly constantly, I would've been worried about it.

When we got to the benefit, Lily and Dad met us by the doors.

We'd barely been there ten minutes when many phones, including ours went off.

Look at what we have here. The first photos of Little J and Little van der Woodsen's creation. Odd thing is, where is that baby? J's barely showing! Like, it's obvious they're expecting, but her bump is purely tiny. No idea when the little one is due to arrive into the world, but when I find out, I'll be sure to update you!

Until next time,
You know you love me,
Xoxo,

Gossip Girl

"She'd figure it out at some point. Honestly, I'm surprised she hadn't figured out sooner." I told Eric.

"But she is right, your stomach is tiny. Probably why she didn't notice sooner."

"Yeah, I know. It's weird. Um, I'm going to use the bathroom. I'll be back in a few minutes."

"Ok."

I had to walk around for a minute before I was able to find the bathroom. Once I did, everything seemed ok. When I went in, there were another few ladies also there.

I heard the door open and close a couple times while I was in the stall, and I figured it was just the others leaving, but I was wrong as hell.

When I stepped out of the stall, I got the shock of a lifetime.

Jack Bass.

What the fuck?

He started to walk towards me.

"What do you want?" I asked him, trying to not show my fear.

He gave me no answer. No sound. He just kept closing in on me.

With a strong force, he shoved me against the wall.

"Get off!" I exclaimed, trying to push him.

He sat his hand on my knee, right below my frilly skirt, and began to slide it up my skirt.

"Please stop!" I was begging and panicking at this point.

I felt him reach my inner thigh, and my heart beating with fear.

Gently, he stroked me through my underwear, making me more uncomfortable than I already was.

"I told you to stop!" I tried pushing his hand away from my genitals.

Jack slipped his hand inside my underwear, and when his fingers grazed my clit, I elbowed him in the stomach, causing him to let me go for a brief moment, and I tried to run, but he grabbed me right under my ribcage and yanked me back. When he pulled me, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. He held on to my arms, and it hurt like hell.

"LET ME GO YOU SICK FUCKING MASOCHIST!" I screamed, trying to pull myself away from him, and holding back tears.

I couldn't fight it anymore. I started sobbing my heart out.

Suddenly, the locked door burst open, and Jack let go of me, causing me to fall on my knees.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Chuck yelled at his uncle. "Jenny, go!"

I struggled to find my balance, but after a moment I was up on my feet and I ran out of the bathroom.

After a minute of looking around, I ran into Dan and Serena.

"Jen! What the hell is going on? What's wrong?" Dan questioned me.

"Just- the- go to the girls bathroom if you want to help." I stuttered before running off.

Then I found Vanessa and Nate.

"Woah, J, what happened? I just got a text from Dan saying go to the girls bathroom. What's going on there?" Nate asked me.

"Just- go! And call the- police." I choked out before running again, straight into Eric.

"Babe, what's wrong? What the hell is going on?" He asked me.

"He- tried to-"

"Who? Jen, it's ok, you can tell me."

I grabbed his arm and pulled him to the bathroom, were everyone I'd ran into was.

Dan, Nate, and Chuck were holding Jack down. Serena was trying not to cry, and Vanessa was crying.

"I called the police." V told me.

"Called the police? Why? What the fuck's happening here?" Eric asked us all.

"This bastard tried to rape Jenny." Chuck growled, obviously referring to Jack.

I saw the rage in Eric's eyes as Chuck spoke. He walked over to Jack. "Hold his body down, I'll deal with the face." Eric warned them.

As soon as they moved, Eric clocked Jack in the face, hard.

Then the cops burst in.

"Have fun in jail, you worthless fuckhead!" Dan told Jack.

"If I had my choice, you'd be dead, but I'm not a murderer." Chuck added.

"I want to say something! More like do something." Vanessa said as she went over and slapped Jack across the face. "You're one sick bastard."

"Come on, Jen. Let's go home." Eric said, gently putting his arms around me.

When we arrived back home, he told me it wasn't my fault, and Jack wouldn't be able to do that ever again. Then we went to sleep.

I woke up around 3 am, and sat up, accidentally waking Eric up.

"Jen, baby what's wrong?" He asked me almost instantly moving over to my side.

"I feel sick." I whispered, right before I vomited in the trash bin by the bed.