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

I'm Pregnant With The Emo Bad Boy's Baby...Great. {19}

***Ali’s POV***

There was a knock on the door. I was sitting on the couch watching TV and moved to get up. “No Ali, I’ve got it,” mom said pleasantly. I smiled and got back into my comfortable position as she opened the door.

A few seconds later, Ben stood before me.

He fidgeted nervously and sighed. “Ali, this is my dad. Dad, this is Ali.” My eyes widened as the man from the hospital smiled at me politely. “You’re the girl from the hospital!” he said in surprise. I nodded slowly and Ben gave us suspicious looks.

“What do you mean?” he demanded. “When you hurt, I went to the hospital. This young lady told me your condition,” he explained and shook my hand. “I didn’t know he was your dad, Ben!”I lied quickly. Ben relaxed back a little.

His father sat down with mom and I and explained everything. He began to talk about money and supporting the baby when dad came home and walked over to us. “Hello there. Who are you?” he asked politely.

Mr. Jarvis stood up and held out his hand. “Jared Jarvis. I’m Benjamin’s father.” Dad’s face quickly turned pissed off. He glared from Ben to his dad. “Your son ruined my daughter’s life,” he hissed angrily.

I sighed, tired of this. “Dad, Ben didn’t rape me! I chose to have sex with him. Stop blaming him for this. It’s not his entire fault.” Dad shook his head. “Mr. Zandi, please just listen to what I have to say!” Mr. Jarvis begged. Dad sighed and sat down with mom.

Mr. Jarvis sat back down and looked at all of us. “Now, I realize that BOTH of our children made a mistake.” He gave Ben and I a stern look. “However, we can’t change that and therefore we have to help them simply because they are too young to accept the full responsibility. I am more than willing to help with hospital and other expenses concerning the baby. Ben will get a job and he can also help money wise.”

Mom nodded and even dad seemed a little impressed. “And we’ll also be helping with expenses. But what will we do babysitting wise? I would rather not have the kids drop out of school,” mom said with a worried frown.

Mr. Jarvis nodded in agreement. “Of course not. If you will trust me enough, my mother can watch the baby when it’s born. She’s only 65 years old. Both of you can meet her if you wish to. I’m sure she’d be more than willing to babysit the baby while the kids are at school.”

Mom and dad nodded. “We can arrange for that meeting later. I think I’m satisfied with what you’re offering, Mr. Jarvis. We can discuss other matters as they necessary,” dad said, standing up. Mr. Jarvis stood up and shook dad’s hand again. Dad walked off to go do things for work.

“Jared, do you mind if I call you that?” Mr. Jarvis shook his head. “Not at all! But you can just call me JJ. It’s how most people address me.” Mom nodded. “Alright JJ. Would you like to come to the kitchen for a drink?” Mr. Jarvis smiled and nodded, following mom to the kitchen.

Ben sighed and moved to be next to me. “I’m sorry,” he said quietly. I felt tears in my eyes. “Ben, why do you have to play with my emotions like this?” I whispered. He wrapped his arms around me and I let him.

He pulled me into his lap and gently placed his hand on my stomach. He rubbed it soothingly and smiled at me. The gaps in his teeth caused his adorable smile to make me smile back.

I gently placed my lips on his. His hand stopped rubbing my stomach and moved to pull me closer to him. He didn’t try to take things any farther and I was glad.

We pulled away and I rested my head on his bony shoulder. He kissed my forehead. “Let me have a second chance Ali. I can be loyal to you. Really, I can!” he whispered. I smiled softly and brought my head up to kiss him again.

“You can have another chance Ben,” I said. He smiled and hugged me as close as my belly would allow him to. Mom and Mr. Jarvis came out and smiled at us.

“Ready to go Ben?” Mr. Jarvis asked. Ben kissed me on the lips one more time before getting up and following his dad out the door.

Mom sat next to me and I happily hugged her.

***Ben’s POV***

Dad drove me back home to get my stuff and Jeydyn. We went inside together and mom looked up. Her eyes widened in shock. “JJ…you really did come back for the brats,” she whispered.

Dad shook his head at her. “I thought you were better than that. To stoop so low as to hurt innocent children. Your own innocent children!” Dad placed a protective arm around me. “I’m taking Ben and Jeydyn and all their stuff.” Mom waved her hand dismissively. “Take em. I hate them anyways. Especially Benjamin. Stuck up little shit.”

He took a deep breath and walked upstairs with me. We walked into my room and he helped me pack my stuff. “Ready to see Jeydyn?” I asked. He smiled softly. “I’ve been waiting 5 years.”

I led dad into Jeydyn’s room. She looked up at me curiously and tears crawled down dad’s face at the sight of her. I walked over and picked her up, kissing her forehead. “Hi Jeydyn. Do you know who this is?” She slowly shook her head.

“Jeydyn, that’s your daddy,” I whispered and kissed her again. Her eyes widened in wonder as she looked at him. “Hi baby girl,” dad whispered. He slowly came over and took her from my arms, hugging her to him tightly. “Gosh I missed you two,” he sobbed and pulled me into the hug.

And for the first time in years, I gave a genuinely happy smile.

***Jenny’s POV***

At school, I walked through the halls looking for Ben. God he was a good fuck. Experienced. A tease. I loved him for that.

My eyes found him holding hands with that pregnant bitch and I scrunched up my face in disgust. For as smart as he was, Ben was pretty stupid to forget to use a condom. I always made sure he used a condom when we had sex. I was NOT getting stuck with a baby at age 15.

He was talking with Chris and Jersey. He suddenly leaned over and pressed his lips to hers lovingly. I shook my head in disgust. That cheating bastard! Picking some pregnant bitch over me! I was a million times better than her.

I suddenly smiled.

I was going to win Benjamin back and ruin that bitch Ali’s life.