"We can't do this anymore Blaire," he tries to say with no emotion, but his voice cracks.
"I know Luca," I say back calmly.
"I love you Blaire. You're my best friend, but I gave a piece of myself to Lainey when I proposed to her," he explains.
"I...
How do I explain how horrid I feel right now? Well let's just say that I feel like the baby is exploding in my stomach and then my stomach is exploding all at the same time.
I HATE morning sickness. And on top of it, it's Luca's wedding. My mother told me that I was a very healthy baby so I made her throw up throughout the entire day and it looks like this baby is going to be the same way with me. Yay! That is so awesome!!
"Blaire," Luca comes barging into the bathroom then sees me throwing up. He holds my hair back while rubbing my back. Once I'm done, I stand up, brush my teeth, then shrink down onto the lid of the toilet and start crying.
"Drew should be doing this not you," I cry. "He's the dad not you. He-" Luca cuts me off.
"He is not the dad," he yells. "I am the father. That was my sperm that got you pregnant. I refuse to be a sperm donor. I am the father. Not that asshole. I'm calling the wedding off. I love you Blaire, I love you with all of my heart."
"You can't provide for this baby, Luca. This just isn't my life anymore. It's this baby's life now. I picked Drew because of this reason. If it were up to me, I would have picked you, Luca. I love you and I've always loved you Luca. Can you not see how madly in love I am with you?!?!"
"Then marry me! Marry me Blaire," he shouts. "I got a call last night. You know my Uncle that lives up in Beverly?" I nod. "He died Blaire, and he left everything to me. Everything. His house, his dogs, his money." His uncle was a billionaire. He can care for the baby. He can care for us. Provide for us.
"What about Lainey," I ask. "What about her baby?"
"She's pregnant," he asks with a smirk. Shît, I've been caught.
"Yep-a-doodle," I say cheerily.
"Now tell me little miss pregnant. Can pregnant women get so drunk that they forget their own name," he smirks cockily at me.
"No," I squeak.
"Well then I guess it's time for me to go make a scene. Or maybe you want to do it? She is the one that hit you with a car after all," he tells me. I do a double take.
"How do you know that she was the one that hit me with a car," I ask flabbergasted!
"I didn't but you just confirmed my suspicion. Why didn't you tell me," he asks, hurt evident in his voice.
"I didn't want to hurt you and Lainey's relationship. Please don't be mad at me," I sob. "Damn these baby hormones!"
"Oh Blaire, I would never be mad at you. I love you too damn much," he chuckles.
"Let's go, shall we? We have your wedding to crash," I state with a devious smile.
"We shall," he copies my smile.
After I find my seat, the bridesmaids start to walk down the aisle in a hideous gown. I feel like puking it's so hideous. It is a teal dress with a bubble sleeve type thing with a bubble layer type thing that I don't even know how to explain. And on top of all of that, they are wearing long elbow length gloves.
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