"Ok, so what did you guys want to tell me?" She asked. "Must be something serious since you had me come back home for it."
"Blair," her Father started, but paused immediately, looking back at her mother, who nodded and placed a supporting hand on his shoulder. He faced his daughter again. "You know how my business was facing a major setback about two years ago?" Blair nodded. "I had to loan money from The Lancaster-"
"Wait." Blair sat up, surprised by what her Father just said. "The Lancaster? Like the-"
"Yes," her mother said. "The Lancaster. Your Father needed to do something fast and when he approached Mr. Lancaster, he was able to loan your Dad a great sum of money which brought your Dad's business back."
"Yes. Except according to the contract I signed, I would pay back in a year and a half time."
"Ok," Blair said slowly.
"Your Father doesn't yet have the money to pay Mr. Lancaster Blair. He does have the money, but if he takes that money out and pays, his business would go back to the way it was two years ago and..."
"Can't he give you more time? I mean, Dad you could ask for more time right?"
"I had agreed that I wouldn't provide excuses to him once the time reaches, he has already given me a grace of three months and I've only been able to gather up seventy percent of what I owe Blair. But...Oh, I can't say this." He rubbed his hair, it was then that Blair noticed the bags under her Father's eyes. He looked really tired and worn out.
"Blair, Mr. Lancaster wants you to marry his son." She didn't stop to wait for Blair's reaction, not looking at her daughter she continued. "He...that's the only way he would let your Father off if you marry his son, Dylan Lancaster."
Blair was quiet for a while, she finally managed to open her mouth "What?" She questioned quietly, she had heard the words well and understood everything her mother had just said as she saw the words come out of her lips. But she had to ask again, just so her mother would prove her wrong. "Why? Why would he say something like that? Just because we owe him money? Dad, what did you tell him?"
"I'm sorry Blair." Was all her Father had to say for Blair to finally understand the guilty looks on her parent's faces. "I tried, but he-"
"You agreed." It wasn't a question. "You guys want to sell me off?"
"No, Blair honey, please don't say it like that," her mother said quickly rushing to her side. "Listen, your father and I aren't selling you, we tried our best Blair, for months, for a way out of this, but Mr. Lancaster stuck with his words. Blair, you have to understand there is nothing we can do about this."
"N-nothing you can..." She gave a small laugh. "I'm dreaming, right? Right? That's all this is, a dream."
Jane turned to her husband. "Don't just sit there Martins. Please say something to her."
"What's there to say?" Blair pushed her mother's hand away. "You two know what I've been through in the last month. It's barely been two months since Richard left, the man I wanted to marry, yet here you are with talks about marriage to another man, a stranger?"
"I'm sorry Darling," her Father told her. "But with time y-you will get to know Dylan more. He is smart, successful, and very handsome. I know things will be hard at first, but you..." He turned to his wife for help with words.
"It's not going to be forever Blair, after a year you can file for a divorce if you want-" her mother tried to speak.
"I don't want a divorce!" Blair shouted to them jumping up. "I don't want to get married, I don't want a divorce. Oh, I feel like such a fool, I can't believe I came here for this."
"Blair-" Her mother tried to speak.
"Goodnight." She said instead and ran up the stairs, heading to her room.
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"No, you don't understand Samantha, I've been married off, and to some man, I do not know."
"Wait, are your parents really serious about this? I thought you were joking. Why would your parents do something like this?" She gave a dry laugh. "They are not serious right, this is some sick prank?"
"I wish Samantha, I wish, but they are really serious about this. They want me to marry someone I do not know...I can't, I won't, but..."
"But what? What's wrong? If they are pressuring you, just leave. You are already a grown woman and they can't control you."
"My... This guy my parents are talking about...his father, my Dad owes him, something like that I wasn't listening to them. They concluded that if I marry their son...This is not happening, Samantha. My mother said I can file for divorce after a year, but-"
"But nothing, are you considering this? Pack your bags and come back home. For crying out Blair, we both know you are...as much as I hate you to say this, you are not well Blair, not in the right state and l know you are not ready to talk about it, but this isn't something you need on your head now. How about..." Blair was distracted by her door opening and her mother walking in.
"Hey, Samantha, I'll call you later."
"Later? Did I say something wrong? I'm sorry that I brought that up, but-"
"No, you didn't do anything. My mum is here." She ended the call, not giving Samantha the chance to say another word. "What do you want mother?"
"Mother? Seriously that's what you call me now? I know you're angry with me, but you have to understand-
"No, you stop. Ok, you guys never understand anything, nothing at all and now you expect me to? You do things the way you want to do them, you don't care who you hurt along the way."
"Don't speak like that Blair. You know your Father and I would never purposely do anything to hurt you, we love you and want the best for you."
Blair scoffed. "No, you don't. Just leave."
"Blair listens to me," her mother insisted, not moving. "We don't want this, your Father and I were not looking at this. That's why we've been trying to raise enough money to pay off, paying with what we currently have spelled doom for your Father's business. It would collapse and why that is not more important than your happiness, we have-"
"So, I am now the solution? Mom, I do not want to get married to a stranger, not to anyone. You know how Richard's betrayal affected me, you know I still haven't healed from that, and now this?"
"I know darling, I know. But please just do this, for us, please." Blair looked away from her mother. "Blair please."
"I don't want to get married," she cried.
Blair had sworn she wasn't going to get married to any man, yet, she found herself putting on a fake smile as she smiled at a face she was only seeing for the first time on their wedding day.Blair had heard a lot about the man, from her mother, her father, and even a few of her friends who had heard for him. She had seen a picture, but she had never met him physically. He never came along with his parents and wasn't around for the wedding preparations or even the engagement ceremony where his father had to be the one to present the ring to her. This was the one time she wished he would have kept with his absence. She had prepared for this with the hope that he wasn't going to show up and she wouldn't have to be married to him after all, but he did, and she hated him for that.Dylan Lancaster was a handsome man, he had this cool, gentlemanly look that had raised Blair's hope for a minute, but then the cold look he had sent her way when no one was looking had her rethinking. His icy blu
Blair woke up to the awful sound of clatters around her. She grabbed her pillow placing it over her head. "Get away Samantha! I don't have the time for your rubbish today.""Who is Samantha?" A deep voice asked.Blair's eyes flew open, as she jumped up, hitting her head with something as equally strong. "Fuck!" She cursed, falling back on the bed as she grabbed hold of her forehead. "What the..." The rest were words in a strange language even she didn't know. She looked up to find a groaning Dylan also holding to his forehead as he sent her an ugly look. "What's your problem!" She fired. "Where are you watching me sleep?""What's my problem? You're the one with the Iron man head and I wasn't watching you sleep..." He eyed her. "Why are your eyes red and puffed up?"Blair frowned looking away from him. "None of your business," she muttered. "What are you doing in my room?"He took a step back. "This is not your room Blair. I suggest you pack your things out before Donna comes back and f
Dylan wasn't joking when he talked about no other room for Blair to go to. Any other door that Blair came across thinking it was a room where she could lay her head, she would find out it was locked. She was angry as she hadn't had her bath yet, she wished she had done that before leaving Donna's room, but then Donna would have caught her. She cringed at the scenario of Donna walking into her bathroom only to find a naked Blair still lying in her bathtub.After walking around for hours, not finding a place. She finally came back to Dylan's room. Though she wasn't ready, she could already imagine him laughing in victory, she had just placed his things on the bed when her phone began to ring."Hello?""Hey girl, I'm outside." It was Jessica, a close friend from her previous workplace, though after Blair had retreated to her whole after she and Richard separated, they've both been a little distant. "I hope you got the text I sent you, I was calling, but you weren't answering your phone."
Blair felt much better after her conversation with Jessica. She had been worried thinking Jessica would be really angry with her and after finding out about everything, she wouldn't want to be friends with her anymore, and although she had been really angry with her, but she reminded Blair that there were people who would always have her bag and support her. After that Blair had cried for a really long time, soaking Jessica's fabric with her tears, while Jessica patted her till she stopped."If you need help, anytime. You know where you can find me right?""Yeah, I have your new address." After that Jessica left and Blair was back home.Blair decided to call Samantha after that, she didn't answer at first, but Blair dialled her number again, this time she did. "Hey Blair, how are you doing?""I'm fine. Jessica just left here, she said you told her to check up on me...and also quite a number of other things."~~~When Dylan arrived, Blair was still up, watching a soap opera while sippi
Blair regretted her decision later on, the room was cold and she didn't have any blanket, just the couch. She sat up in the middle of the night, with the aid of the night plan which was still on, she could see Dylan on the bed, sleeping peacefully."Dylan." She called. "Dylan!" She said again, this time tapping him gently on the shoulder. "Wake up, I know you can hear me!""Even when I leave you alone, you still look for ways to drive me nuts. Some of us have a place of work to go tomorrow morning Blair," he muttered sleepily, brushing her arm away. "What do you want?""I'm cold," she told him. "Give me a blanket or give space so I can sleep." Dylan was lying down horizontally on the bed, and Blair couldn't help but wonder if he did that on purpose just to stop her in case she decided to come back to the bed. "Are you listening to me. You like hearing me beg right? Something about me begging gives you joy, right?"Hearing that a smile came to his face with his eyes still closed. "That
It's been more than a month since the wedding. Blair found herself surviving with encouraging talks from her parents, Samantha and Jessica, they have been the shoulders that she relied on. She didn't know what she would have done without them, actually she was afraid to think on what she would have done. Sometimes, when things were really quiet and dark, she couldn't help but recoil in her shadows, the same place that Richard had found her, before he pulled her out with his love. Richard had been almost everything to her, she became a part of her, became all could think about and that's because she saw him as her saviour. Only he knows of the things she had been going through before he showed up, only he could see past the mask of the smiling face to the scarred one behind. He had shown her a light she hadn't seen for a long time, brought her a miracle. When he left, he had taken all that away.Blair hated him, for the pains he had caused her, for making her believe, when he didn't. S
Erin was much different from the last time Blair saw her, was during her mother's burial. She had sat alone on the bench, dressed all in black, not speaking to anyone who approached her to share their condolences. Blair remembered thinking Erin was really strong, if she had lost her mum, she didn't think she could hold it together just the way Erin did. Blair had later caught Erin crying after she thought that everybody had left. She had wanted to walk up to her, to console her and tell her everything would be fine. But Blair wasn't the judge of life, she couldn't predict if everything will be fine. She also wasn't sure the exact words to say to Erin, there relationship was kind of a forced friendship, so instead she had walked away and called her mother instead to check on Erin.She had on the brightest smile when she saw Blair approaching. "Blair!" She walked over to them quickly, giving her a hug. "It's been like... Well, a really long time," she said after she had pulled back."Ye
Blair had sworn that she wasn't going to answer the call, but it seemed it also wasn't going to let Blair sleep peacefully till she answered it. She bit the hem of her pillowcase in anger while finally reaching out for her phone, with the plan to switch it off, but decided against it when she saw who was calling. It was Dylan's mum. She sat up, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes, she answered the call. "Good morning," she greeted. "Sorry, I wasn't with my phone. Have you been calling for long?""I's fine dear, I haven't. Are you still in bed? Your voice is heavy and kind of rough.""Oh no," Blair said quickly, clearing her throat. "I'm not in bed anymore. I just finished eating that's why, I'll drink some water."Ok good. I need you to run an errand for me, that's of you're not too busy, but this is really important.""No, I'm not busy. What is it, do you need me to come over?" Blair crossed her fingers, praying that she wouldn't ask for that."No you don't have to." Blair relaxed a
Blair told her mom everything that happened with Samantha, from the day she found the false pictures to the day Samantha was arrested.Her mom listened to her attentively."So that's it, mom." Blair finished. Her eyes shone as she spoke, but there was nothing more she could say."Wow, to think that I treated her like my daughter. I even let her sleep in this house several times. I'm so shocked and I'm glad that she didn't hurt you and Dylan physically." Her mom responded in amazement."Yes mom, I can't really explain how I felt when I found out that she was behind everything. She never thought of me as her friend and it made me so sad, mom. But I guess everyone meets one or two fake people, right?" She laughed as she sipped her wine."I'm really sorry, Blair. I didn't know that you were going through all of us. I wish you told us, we would have found a way to help you. I'm sorry my dear, I'm sorry that you lost a friend." Her mother felt bad for what happened to Blair.She blamed hers
Blair and Tamara planned Dylan's surprise party for days, it helped take her mind off the fact that she was pregnant. She kept it a secret and did not tell anyone about it. Dylan's birthday was in two days and she was almost ready for it, the oy thing that bothered her was the news of her pregnancy.Blair spoke to her doctor already and she begged her not to tell anyone about it yet.She was arranging her closet when her phone rang, it was her mom. She picked the call and put it on speaker."Hello? Mom?" She called."Hello, my dear. How are you? I am really sorry that I haven't called you. I saw the news about Samantha." Her mom said."I'm fine, mom. How are you? Samantha used us, mom." Blair told her."I'm very well, Blair. Why don't we have dinner tomorrow? We can talk better, I hope you are okay? I know how close you two were.""Yeah, sure mom. I'll let Dylan know and I'm fine mom." Blair said.She arranged the last of her clothes and moved to Dylan's side of the room."Alright, I
The next day, Blair prepared to go to the doctor's office for her pregnancy test and check up.Dylan had already left for work early that morning, leaving Blair alone in bed."Donna, I'll be going for my medications and my checkup. I'll be back later." She informed Donna as she passed through the kitchen."Alright, be careful and take care.""Sure, bye." Blair took her car key from the drawer where they kept the car keys.Blair had not driven since forever and she kind of missed it because she could do things herself when she drove around.When she got to the hospital, she bumped into Tamara."Blair!' Tamara screamed."Tamara." Blair grinned.They hugged each other."What are you doing here?" Tamara asked."Oh, I came for a check up and to collect some medications. How about you?" Blair asked her."I came to collect the kids' prescription, they are kind of down with some weird infection that they caught in school." Tamara answered."Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry about that. Are they ge
The warrant had already been made and the detective and a few policemen headed to Samantha's house.Samantha's informant had just gotten to the police station by the time they left. He wanted to speak to the guy that was taken and locked up.He explained to the man at the front desk but he wasn't allowed to speak to him. Frustrated and ready to leave after all the pleas, Blair and Dylan walked into the station.The man quickly recognized Blair as Samantha's enemy. It clicked into his mind that she was the one who planned everything. The fact that she was with Dylan as well was proof enough.He quickly rushed out of the station to call Samantha.~~~~~The detective banged on Samantha's door severally before she opened it.She lived in a condominium in an exclusive estate. The building was like that of a hotel, it was elegant and expensive looking.He thought that she must have a lot of money to live there or it wasn't hers."Who are you? And how may I help you?" She asked when she open
The whole cooking experience for Blair was nothing short of relief for Blair. It completely relieved her of stress and overthinking.Although Donna didn't let her do much because she wasn't completely strong, the little that she did made her cheer.In some other households that Blair came across in the past, the owners of the house barely interacted with their workers. They didn't talk to them or ask them how they felt about certain rules and certain things that happened in the house. Everything was just as it is, formality was taken seriously.Blair didn't want that in her household. She wanted a family, where everyone is treated with respect and kindness. A place where even the security guards were comfortable, where the workers could make friends and be happy.But that didn't mean that they were going to be tolerated if they abused her act of kindness towards them. What Blair hated the most was people who took kindness for hours."The food is done and ready, Blair," Donna announced
The movie went on for almost two hours. This time they finished the movie with their eyes open; they didn't fall asleep."That was a nice movie." Blair complimented.She let Dylan decide everything, from the movies to the snacks. "Yeah, it was. I picked it." He answered with pride."Shut up." She smacked his head."Ow, it seems like you're better now." He complained."Not really." She muttered."Oh really? How come your fists are working perfectly?" He smirked."Ugh, fine. You are so annoying." She groaned.Dylan laughed.Blair's phone rang, it was beside her. She picked it up and checked who it was."Richard?" She said out loud."What? Why would he be calling you?" Dylan asked."I have no idea. Let's find out, Dylan. I'll put it on speaker, so please don't make any sound." She begged him."Alright! Alright, jeez, what do you take me for?" He frowned."You're gonna ask that now?" She chuckled."Why not?" He asked."Darn, the phone isn't ringing anymore. You better pray he calls again
The next morning, Dylan woke up first. He forgot to ask her if he should stay with her and not go to work.He thought deeply about it because he had a very important meeting with an investor from Spain. His wife was also very sick and he didn't want to leave her. Donna might not be able to watch her like he wants her to.He had an idea for the meeting but he didn't know if the investors would agree to it. Dylan thought of attending the meeting via a conference call, he already prepared a presentation. So he would just use his office and everything he prepared for the meeting.He didn't feel like it should be a problem if it wasn't there. The meeting just required a few things that needed to be discussed.He spoke to them when he went on his trip, so they had already been briefed about everything.Dylan quietly left the room to make a phone call to the office. He called his secretary first.Meanwhile, Blair stirred in her sleep the moment Dylan left the bed. She was used to her husban
The detective took Dylan to the place where they kept detainees. There were just a few people inside the cell.Jones spoke to one of the police officers to take the man out and into the investigation room.Dylan tried to look at his face but he couldn't see him properly. They followed the officer that took the unknown person to the room.When they all got to the room, Dylan could see him. He wasn't someone that Dylan recognized."This is him?" He asked the detective."Yes sir.""I don't recognize him as anyone I know," Dylan answered.Dylan was on the other side of the room. On the side that he could see everyone behind the glass, but people from the other side couldn't see.They didn't want the man to see Dylan, Incase something happened and the people they were after found out that he was involved. Their plan would be ruined and their lives would probably be in danger.Including the Lancasters."I guess I should leave now. I just wanted to know who he was." Dylan told the detective.
The whole atmosphere in the room ticked him off. It wasn't as if he was angry or upset with Blair, he was just confused because he didn't know why she was like that.He even asked her several times and she kept telling him that she was okay.Dylan had no choice but to believe her, he didn't want to stretch the issue so he decided to go back to his office.He buried himself in his work throughout the night.The next morning, Dylan left for the office earlier than usual. And he didn't bother to wake Blair. He just left the house quietly.He planned to see the detective later because he told Dylan that he found the culprit. The person who changed the way the pictures looked.Dylan got to his office quite early, only a few employees were there. He didn't care because it was still early.The weather was quite cool, maybe because it was still early in the day. The sky was light and dark blue and the breeze was cold and strong.The office was well lit as well, it was as if the building wasn'