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

I'm Pregnant With The Emo Bad Boy's Baby...Great. {30}

Come on Ben. You can do this.

Stop kidding yourself Benjamin. You can’t do this.

No. Shut up. I can do this.

You’re already going crazy.

I’m not going crazy.

You’re talking to yourself. Scratch that- Arguing with yourself.

I slapped myself and sighed. I had to do this. I allowed my feet to drag me down the stairs to the living room where my dad was sitting. He looked up from the TV curiously. “Do you need something?”

I bit my lip and sighed. “Yea dad. I do.” He pat the seat next to him. “What do you need?” “Help.” I sat down next to him and he frowned deeply, concern shining in his eyes.

“Help with what?” I couldn’t let myself meet his eyes. “I, uh, have a few addictions. And I need to stop them before they tear Ali and I apart.” His frown got even deeper. “Addictions to what? You’re only 15!”

I dropped my head. “Um…I’m kind of addicted to…alcohol, cigarettes, and sex.” And cutting. But I didn’t mention that. My dad couldn’t help me with that without sending me away. I didn’t want to be away from Ali during her pregnancy.

Dad looked shocked. His shock turned to intense anger and I cringed back. He was going to hit me. He would beat the shit out of me.

“She let you do it all, didn’t she? She knew you were drinking. She knew you were smoking. She knew you slept around. And she never once did anything to stop it or try to talk sense into you,” he growled. I nodded slowly.

He pulled his arm back and I shielded my face. I felt his hands gently grip my arms. He carefully pulled them away from my face and looked me deep in my eyes. “I will never hurt you Ben,” he promised quietly. “I’m not going to be like your mother. I love you.”

He pulled me into a hug and I felt extremely awkward. I wasn’t good with emotions like this. I always felt awkward and nervous. Dad pulled away and ran a hand through his hair. “I’ll get you help Benjamin. We’re going to straighten out your life. But…you have to promise me something.”

“What?” I asked nervously. “No more sex. Especially not after the twins are born.” I nodded at him. Easier said than done, but I could at least try. “I promise dad.” He smiled at me. “Good. I know you can do it Benny. I believe in you.”

He looked at the chain I always wore around my neck and his eyes lit up. “Is that the chain I gave you?” he whispered. I nodded and he smiled lovingly. “I can’t believe…you wear it.” I touched the chain and nodded. “I always wear it.”

He looked so happy and proud. “I’m going to go to bed dad. Goodnight.” I got up and he watched me walk away. “Night Benny. I love you.” I nodded, not good at replying to things like that, and made my way up to Jeydyn’s room.

“Time for bed,” I said with a smile and picked her up. She giggled as I sat on her bed with her and grabbed a story. I read to her until she fell asleep. I kissed her forehead lovingly before creeping out of her room and returning to my own.

I allowed my eyes to close and drifted off to sleep.

***Jersey’s POV***

I sat with Ali during lunch as she talked in excitement. “He said his dad is going to help him with all his addictions!” She was so happy. Jarvis was going to get help. But then I would have a ton of trouble separating them.

A plan exploded in my brain.

This…this could be perfect.

“Ali…What addictions is he getting help with?” I asked, trying to sound like I wanted to help him too. She smiled and shoved a French fry in her mouth. “His addictions to alcohol, sex, and cigarettes.”

Not his cutting addiction? Perfect.

“Does his dad know about his cutting addiction?” Ali shook her head. “No. Ben doesn’t want to scare his dad.” Even more perfect. “He’s a good guy,” I lied with a bright smile. Ali nodded eagerly.

After school, I made my way to Jarvis’s house. He was hanging out with Ali at her house right now. This was my chance to ruin him. Get him away from her.I knocked on his front door and the guy I was guessing was his dad answered.

“Hello,” he said with a polite smile. “Hi, is Ben home?” I asked curiously. The man shook his head. “No, I’m sorry. He’s at his girlfriend’s house. I can tell him you stopped by, uh…” “Jersey. They call me Jersey,” I said with a friendly smile.

“Well Jersey, I’ll be more than happy to tell him you stopped by!” I nodded. “Thank you. I just wanted to talk to him. I know he’s trying to stop all his addictions.” His dad sighed and nodded. “Yes, he is.”

I frowned deeply. “I’m surprised. He was so addicted to the self harm. No one could stop him, no matter how hard we tried.” His dad’s eyes widened a little. Score!

“Uh…self harm?” he asked. I nodded. “Yea, you know…the cutting.” His eyes widened even more. “H-He didn’t tell me about that,” he whispered. My eyes widened. “Oh my…he really didn’t tell you?” I asked in shock.

His dad shook his head. I bit my lip and sighed. “He’s been cutting his wrists for years. It’s awful. He talks about suicide sometimes. It scares all of us so much!” Ben had never mentioned suicide before. If he was planning to commit suicide, he wasn’t going to talk about it. He would just do it. It was the kind of guy he was. He didn’t want attention. Only relief.

I talked to his dad a little longer before leaving.

In your face Ben. I win.

***Ben’s POV***

Pez dropped me off at my house and I made my way up the driveway. I glanced curiously. Something was definitely off. I wasn’t sure what, but I was positive that something was wrong.

I opened the front door and found dad in the kitchen talking to Jeydyn. Jeydyn looked up at me, tears in her eyes. She ran to me and I picked her up. “What did you do to her?” I growled dangerously as I held her. I kissed her forehead and she wrapped her arms around my neck. Dad stood up with a sad look on his face.

“Pull up your sleeves Benjamin.”

My eyes widened. “Ben!” he cried desperately. “Pull up your sleeves!” I slowly set Jeydyn down. I bit my lip and looked away from him as I pulled up my sleeves. I could hear his terrified gasp. “So many scars…so many fresh cuts…Why Ben?”

I didn’t answer him. I couldn’t. He came over and sighed. “No! Daddy please no!” Jeydyn cried desperately. She wrapped her arms around my leg. “What?” I whispered. “What are you going to do to me dad?” He gave me a broken look. “I’m so sorry Ben. I’m just doing what I have to.” He took a depe breath.

“You’re going to a mental hospital for a few months.”