Pregnant With The Emo Bad Boy's Baby...Great

I'm Pregnant With The Emo Bad Boy's Baby...Great. {9}

***Ben’s POV***

I nervously followed Ali to her house. This was such a bad idea. I shouldn’t be going to a house full of people who wanted to murder me for getting Ali pregnant. Ali stayed silent as we walked. Probably pissed at me for pretending not to know her when I was with Jenny.

Jenny was my new girlfriend. Unlike Ali, I decided to actually date Jenny before fucking her and leaving. Ali opened her front door and led me inside. I forced myself to calm down.

Pez glared at me. “Jarvis,” he growled. Ali’s parents watched me carefully. “Hi Pez,” I said as casually as I could. He clenched his fists as his mom put food down on their dinner table.

“So you’re the boy that used my daughter?” their dad asked, anger rising in his voice. I remained silent. Had I really used Ali? Or had we used each other?

“Well? Are you going to say something?” he demanded. Ali watched anxiously. What the hell was I supposed to say? “Do you parents know?” he asked after he realized I wasn’t going to answer.

I slowly shook my head. “I only have a mom and she doesn’t know,” I managed. “Well, we’ll be sure to tell her,” he said. “NO!” I cried. He spun around quickly, rage in his eyes.

I shrank back, terrified he’d hit me. He was a lot stronger than my mom. He advanced at me and I began to tremble as I blocked my face. I felt his hand grip my arm and I tried to go emotionless. No use. He was going to fucking murder me.

“Why can’t we tell your mother?” he asked, his voice gentle. I slowly looked at him. His eyes had softened as he carefully guided my arms away from my face. My mom’s boyfriend liked o smack me around a lot and Ali’s dad reminded me of him. He left me sore for days.

I tried to think of an excuse but realized the only thing to do was to tell the truth. “She’ll kick me out of the house. I can’t leave my sister,” I said quietly. “Well you fucked up my little sister’s life and you’re worried about whether or not you live in the same house as your little sister?” Pez asked in anger.

“Shut up Pez! You don’t understand!” I snapped. “I understand you’re a selfish bastard!” “I’m all she’s got!” “She’s got your mom!” “Fuck that bitch! She doesn’t give a shit! I fucking raised my sister! She needs me!”

Ali and her parents were watching carefully. “Calm down Pez. Let’s just talk about this,” Ali’s mom said at last. Pez and I glared at each other as we sat down at the table. Ali hungrily began to eat. “What’s your name?” her mom asked me gently.

“Benjamin,” I said. “Benjamin Jarvis.” Her mom nodded. “That’s a nice name. I like the name Benjamin.” I nodded slowly, unsure of myself.“Well, Benjamin, how do you plan to help my daughter?” I bit my lip. “I can’t.”

“Oh yes you can,” her dad growled. Her mom held up her hand. “Let me talk. What do you mean?” “I don’t have a job and I can’t get kicked out of my house,” I said, not looking in her eyes.

“You could always stay here,” she said softly. I shook my head. “I can’t leave my sister. Things would be a lot different if I could.” “Why can’t you leave her?” “Like I said, I raised her. She’s only 6. She needs me.”

“Why? I thought your mom only smacked your sorry ass around,” Pez said with cruel grin. “Shut the fuck up!” I roared. My fists clenched until my knuckles turned white.

“Jeydyn’s an innocent little girl. I’d give my life for her,” I hissed. “No. You mean you’d abandon my sister and your innocent baby for her,” Pez shot. He leaned back in his chair. “You’re nothing but a coward like your father.”

“Pez!” Ali said angrily. But it was true. I had no reply. Just glared at him as I felt my cell phone vibrate in my pocket. I slowly answered. “Hello?” I hissed, figuring it was just Chris. “Why you little shit,” my mom’s boyfriend growled.

My eyes widened. Shit. He was going to kick my ass for that. “Your mom wants you home now,” he said, his tone pissed and drunk as usual. “It’ll take me a little to get home Derik,” I said, praying in my head he wouldn’t start screaming. “You can run,” he snapped. “But-” “You have 5 minutes you pathetic shit. Not a second later.”

He hung up and I jumped up. “I have to go now. My mom’s boyfriend needs me home.” I moved towards the door. “Ben wait!” Ali cried. “No! I have to go!” I yelled. I ran out her front door and sprinted down the street as fast as I possibly could.

I was breathing heavily and tired by the time I threw open my front door. “You’re late. 5 minutes and 37 seconds,” Derik snapped, coming over to me and shoving me to the ground. He kicked me in the side before pulling me to my feet and punching me in the face.
I could hear soft whimpers coming from upstairs. He must have started hitting Jeydyn when I was late to come back. He smirked at me. “Take your shirt off.” I did. He pulled his belt off and whipped me three times. I couldn’t help but yelp in pain.

Suddenly, his expression changed. A sly grin appeared on his face as he eyed me carefully. “Take off your pants Benjamin.” Holy shit.

He was going to rape me.