The Good Girl's Bad Boys Fanfic

Chapter 23 I'm Pregnant

Picture of what Blair looks like in this chapter
Dear Blair Bear,
  Yeah, you probably  won't read this because I know that you don't want anything to do with me right now. I told my oldest sister what I did to you and she said that if I don't apologize to you she'll report me to the cops. What a bitch. We both know that I'm not going to apologize when you clearly were enjoying yourself, if you'd let yourself believe it.
And please tell Declan to stop cracking his knuckles and shooting me death glares every time I walk by you in the hallways. If you could, I'll be in your debt forever.
Even when you're not here, you cause me problems. You should've heard how loud my mother screamed when my sister told her what I did. But you enjoyed it, Blair, you begged me. You begged me for how.
I'm writing this to tell you how much I miss your sexy little voice, your perfectly curved body, and soft skin. As soon as I get you alone again, I'm going to do it all again. It'll be a pleasure for both of us. I know it will.
  Love, Ray

"No, no, no, no!" I cry, throwing the letter onto my bed. I let out a frustrated scream. Bennett gets out of my computer chair and wraps a comforting arm around my shoulders. I let out the breath I've been holding for so long.
"Blair, why can't we just drive over to the police station?" Jordan asks.
I look at him in disbelief and he stands up to do the dab, grinning at me.
"I'm not letting Raymond go to a bad place like jail," I say. "I can't be responsible for such a thing."
Bennett frowns. "Blair, he did something that no man has a right to do to a woman. What he did was illegal. You really have no other choice."
I jerk away from him. "Yes, I do! I'm not going to send Raymond to jail!"
Naomi gets off of the beanie chair and walks over to me, putting her hands on my shoulders. I can't meet her eyes.
"Look at me, Blair," she whispers. I look up at her just as the tears start falling down my cheeks. "Remember when I used your bathroom?"
I tense up at that. In the bathroom all of my pregnancy tests are there, and one was positive.
Declan snorts. "Why wouldn't she? You went to the bathroom like ten minutes ago."
Naomi glares at him. "Shut up, Declan. I'm not talking to you."
Declan sighs. "Nobody does," he mutters.
Naomi rolls her eyes and turns her attention back to me with a serious look on her face. "Were you going to tell us, Blair?" she says, pulling the positive pregnancy test out of her pocket.
I shake my head, feeling ashamed of myself. "I didn't want you guys to worry."
"We were going to worry either way!" Bennett shouts. "You're only seventeen and you're pregnant with that monster's baby!"
We all look at him in shock.
I pull away from Naomi and put a hand on his shoulder. He shrugs it off, not even meeting my gaze.
"I'm not going to help you take care of that baby," he snaps.
"But we're dating," I object. "I need you!"
When he finally looks at me, there's tears in his eyes. "I have to go."
Jordan frowns. "Where?"
Bennett ignores his question and hugs me. I can't hug him back.
"I'm not going to sit around and watch you suffer with a baby that isn't even mine."
I frown. "Baby, don't be-"
He cuts me off. "Don't call me that. I'm done."
My bottom lip starts quivering as he storms out of the room.
"Do you want ice cream?" Declan asks me.
I shake my head and as the tears start to fall and I weep.
"I need to call him," I whisper, reaching for my phone.
Naomi pats my back. "Do you want us to stay here?"
I shake my head. "No. You don't have to stay here."
Jordan kisses my cheek. "I think you'll be a good mother, Blair."
Declan nods. "Your child will be beautiful just like you."
I giggle. "Thanks."
Naomi smiles. "We've always got your back. Call us if you need anything."
I salute her. "Will do, mom."
She laughs and once they leave, I dial Raymond's number, trying to calm my nerves.
"Hello?" he answers, yawning.
I take a deep breath. "Ray, it's Blair. I'm pregnant with your baby."
He coughs. "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure."
"Are you sure that you're sure?"
I groan. "Yes! Can you please come over? We need to talk."
  "Fine," he agrees. "But that condom must've broke because I pushed too hard and-"
"Bye!" I quickly end the call before he makes me throw up.