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

I'm Pregnant With The Emo Bad Boy's Baby...Great. {15}

Ben held me for a few minutes. “Ali?”

We faced our principal.

He looked at me with concerned eyes before turning angry ones on Ben. “You, Benjamin Jarvis, are in so much trouble for what you did to that poor girl!” Ben looked furious. “Poor girl my ass! She made Ali cry.”

The principal was silent for a moment. “Well, there is no excuse to hit anyone in this school!” he said at last. “Sir, Marissa came over and started bullying Ali and I. Then she taunted me after making Ali cry.” Ben was still holding me. I loved it so much. He pulled me to him even more and I rested my head back on his chest.

“Well, both of you can come down to my office right now. I’ve already contacted your mother Benjamin.” Ben’s grip on me weakened a little but then strengthened again. I felt terrible. Poor, poor Ben. His mom was going to hurt him.

Ben held me as we walked into the school. Kids began to whisper as we passed them. One girl, a cheerleader, pointed at Ben and whispered something to her friend. “You got something to say bitch?” Ben snarled.

“Benjamin Jarvis!” the principal said angrily. Ben glared but I gave him a little shove and he began to walk again. We got into the principal’s office and sat down together.

A few minutes later, Ben’s mom entered. She looked like she had just come from work. Ben was holding my hand. I gave him a reassuring squeeze and he glanced at me with a soft smile. It slipped off his face as soon as the principal sat down.

“This type of violent behavior will not be accepted,” he said sternly. “Why did you do it?” his mom asked. Ben sighed.

“That bitch Marissa was talking shit.” I mentally sighed. He couldn’t keep the cuss words out of his speech for, like, 5 minutes? Seriously Ben?

The principal shook his head in disapproval. “Benjamin, you are to go home for the rest of the day. You’re suspended this week.” Ben rolled his eyes and got up. He pulled me to my feet and wrapped his arms around me tightly. “I’ll come to your house tonight,” he said in my ear so quietly that I could barely hear him.

He pulled away and followed his mom out the door. I went to leave but the principal called me name. “Yes sir?” I asked, turning to face him. He sighed. “What was Marissa saying to you Ali?” I bit my lip and felt tears rise in my eyes.

“She was…” I dropped my face into my hands and told him everything. I might as well. It was already getting fairly obvious. “Ali, why don’t you go lay down at the nurse’s office for a little?” he said gently. I nodded and thanked him.

I walked off to the nurse.

***Ben’s POV***

Mom drove me home in silence. I knew I was in for one hell of a beating now. She pulled into the driveway and we walked into the house together. She turned to face me.

You’re always going to be afraid.

I began to tremble as she advanced at me, rage and violence clear in her eyes.

There’s only hate.

“I fucking hate you,” she hissed.

There’s only tears.

I backed away from her, the trembling becoming violent.

There’s only pain.

Her fist struck out at me and I staggered to the side.

There is no love here.

She began to beat me anyway she possibly could. She punched me, kicked me, clawed at me, and spit at me. The front door opened and she faced Derik. “Help me beat his ungrateful ass!” she snapped. Derik glared at me and smirked. “Gladly.”

He stormed over and dragged me to my feet. “Ungrateful little shit,” he growled and began to violently beat me. He kicked me in my side and I dropped to the ground.

I tried desperately to crawl away. That only seemed to make him angrier. He roughly dragged me back and began to whip me with his belt again. He kicked at me and screamed at me. “What are you going to do now? Go slice your wrists?” he screamed.

No more. Dear god just let him kill me.

Derik and mom both began to beat me. I screamed out in pain as they struck me furiously. I had become a soccer ball to them. They kicked me back and forth. Derik dragged me to my feet and he and mom took turns punching my face.

After what felt like eternity, they let me drop to the floor and left the house. I laid there and could feel myself bleeding. I was hurt badly. Everything was numb and yet it all hurt at the same time. I wanted to cry. To curl up into a ball and die.

But I remained silent.

I laid on the ground for a few hours until Jeydyn got home. She shrieked and ran to me. “Benny!” she cried and knelt next to me. She began to sob. I wanted to comfort her. I couldn’t move though.

I knew I was in bad shape this time. This was worse than anything else she had ever done to me. She usually only went after one area, like breaking my arm. Never trying to break my entire body. This was bad. Really, really bad.

“Jeydyn,” I croaked at last. She looked down at me with her tear stained face as she shook. I winced as I tried to shift. “Do you know how to call 911?” She nodded and ran to grab the phone. She came back next to me I watched her as she called 911.

Maybe I wasn’t going to Ali’s tonight.