Somewhere in the blur of blood, sweat, moans, and pleasure, something unexpected happened. She could barely remember anything from that night due from the amount of liquor she had in her. She remembered the feeling of her body when his lips touched any part of her skin. Her skin being on fire in a way she never experienced. Her mouth screaming in his name into the night not caring if she was heard. The ground cutting into her back leaving bruises for days. Giving her a slight limp for a day and half. She remembered the sound of her gown being ripped and ruined. Never to be worn again.
But what she remembered most was the guilt, the feeling of betraying her friends, throwing her morals to the side for a one night stand two months ago at the Mikaelson's ball.
A lot had happened since the Mikaelson's ball. After Elena had helped Esther link all her children together. It resulted in none of the Originals dying only Bonnie's mother with Damon's blood in her system. Bonnie ended up having to break the link to save her new vampire mother. Finn being the only Original to die. Which resulted in them finding out about the bloodlines. She was disappointed yet not when she found out the Originals wouldn't be killed. Once Esther failed to kill them all she turned Alaric into an Original Hunter. Elena's life being linked to his. She feared one of the Originals would just snap her neck to kill Alaric. But it ended in a stand down in her high school hall between Klaus and Alaric. Elena remembered the horrified look on Alaric's face when Klaus stopped his heart. It haunts her dreams some nights. She cried, as well as her group when they locked him in the tomb. She missed him every day.
Everything was normal for her the following weeks after that. She went to school, came home, and hung out with her friends. She was currently single not dating either of the Salvatores. She just couldn't bring herself to break their bond more than she already had. Though she cared about them both she knew they cared about each other more. It was as if everything was finally calming down.
That was until the Council members were killed in a tragic explosion, which Damon had nothing to do with. At least that is what he told her. At the memorial was the first time anyone met the hunter. He had shot Tyler in the middle of the church everyone watching. She remembered sitting in the crowd watching in horror. He played it out well enough that nobody knew he was actually not hurt.
She shook her head not wanting to think about the current problem she was having of the supernatural. What she was more worried about was the fact something normal was happening. But that shouldn't be happening to her. It just couldn't be. It should have been the last thing she would ever have to worry about. Yet.
Her thin fingers trembled against the plastic stick lying on the counter in front of her. Tears streamed down her cheeks as sobs escaped her throat. No it's impossible. Was the only thing she kept telling herself over and over again. Her lip was chewed up from the last four minutes of waiting to find if her life was truly going to change forever or not.
Anger boiled over the sadness, causing her to slap the piece of plastic across the bathroom. The plastic stick bounced off the wall before landing on the ground. It slid against the ground coming to a halt by her foot. What will everyone think? She asked herself looking at herself in the mirror. She ran a trembling hand through her hair trying to regain some composure. They'll never forgive me.
She jumped when her ringtone went off in the next room. She choose to ignore it knowing her voicemail would get it. She had too much on her mind right now. Like the fact her life was over. Or that she had betrayed her friends. And soon they will know her dirty secret.
One of her shaking hands laid over her flat abdomen. She fought back the tears that wanted to escape at the thought of something growing inside of her. She wasn't sure what it was. A baby? A creature? Was it even human? She honestly didn't know what to expect at this point. As far she knew it was impossible.
Yet. She sighed looking down at the white stick at her feet. The pink plus sign mocking her. Her phone beeped announcing she had a message or a voicemail. How was she supposed to tell her friends she was pregnant? Worse, how was she supposed to explain who the father was?
Shaking her head she decided that'll have to wait. She just needed to get through another day. Then when everything was okay she'd tell them about it. She had other things to worry about for right now. Like Rebekah's party today. She wasn't sure why the girl had moved out and gotten her new house but she wanted to have a giant bash and surprisingly invited Elena and her friends to it.
Picking up the test, she walked back into her room. She went to the spot where she hid her diary every day. Slowly she placed the test next to the book before running her fingers over the spine of the journal.
"You'll be the only one to know"
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"Here." Elena looked away from the crowd of people to the red cup in front of her. She gently took it from Stefan's hand before placing in beside her. She couldn't drink that knowing what she knew. She gently smiled moving over allowing Stefan to take a seat next to her. "Not drinking?"
"Not really." She shrugged turning back to the crowd of people. She knew most of them but hadn't seen any of her friends. She seen Rebekah a few times but she really didn't feel like dealing with the blonde. She had had enough of her at school. From the corner of her eye she noticed Stefan take a sip of his drink. How she wanted so badly to be able to drink at the moment. It would help her with her overbearing nerves. She sighed running her fingers through her hair. She just needed some time to think. Why did she think going to a party with loud music and annoying teenagers was a good idea? She stood up catching Stefan's attention as she did. She turned towards him offering him a smile.
"I'm going to go." She smiled tugging at the end of her shirt. "I have a headache and the music really isn't helping."
"You want me to-" She shook her head knowing he was going to offer her a ride home. It wasn't that far of a walk back to her house, perfect amount of time for some thinking. She quickly told him goodbye before pushing her way through the crowd towards the front door. The smell of liquor hit her nose making her a little nauseous. Knowing that most of the people she was going to walk by were going to smell of it, she held her breath. Getting sick in the middle of a party wasn't the best idea especially if Stefan knew she wasn't drinking. Once outside she let her breath out crossing her arms over her chest.
She had been counting down the days since that night. It had been over seven weeks from what she counted. Before she left she made sure to look up symptoms for good measures and when she was going to need to see a doctor. Which she decided would have to wait until after she talked to Bonnie. She'd feel better knowing the doctor would see a baby instead of something with a tail. A sigh escaped her lips thinking about telling Bonnie. The witch was surely going to freak out.
The second biggest problem on her mind, how she was going to tell everyone. Everyone's reactions played her head making her cringed. Surely she could wait for that. She knew she would lose people over it but maybe they'd accept it.
Who am I kidding? They're going to hate me. I betrayed them. She thought rubbing her arm as she walked down the road to town. And for what? A drunken night of sex without having to choose somebody.
The biggest problem that was on her mind, how was she going to tell him. She didn't know how, when, or if she wanted to tell him. She could simply lie and say it was somebody else. A stranger she met after the ball. But she just couldn't. There was something holding her back from lying. He had a thing about family and the baby was his family. Even if she didn't want it to be. It was still part of him. That's the reason she couldn't lie. She didn't want to be that person.
And if she said it was a stranger's, how was she going to explain the child coming out with fangs? She shook her head not wanting to picture her baby with fangs. If it is a baby.
There was always the choice of adoption. She was adopted, well kind of. Her father was her uncle and her uncle her father. But would she be able to get rid of a baby without ever seeing it again? No she couldn't. She wasn't like that. She had wanted children once but when she fell in love with Stefan she tossed the idea out the window. Vampires couldn't have children. Now here she was pregnant.
Her hand moved from her arm to her stomach before her fingers brushed against it. A miracle child. She couldn't just forget that. There was a small part of her that wanted the child. It was a part of her too. Her child. A smile tugged at her lips she was having a baby. Elena Gilbert was having a baby! The smile quickly dropped from her lips. Yeah I'm bringing a baby into a war. A world of vampires, ghosts, hybrids, and witches. Her life wasn't normal. Nothing about it was normal.
Would it be right to bring a baby into this world? Where it's mother is a living blood bag and has two brothers fighting over her love? The thought of adoption popped into her mind again. Maybe she could give them away if it meant it would have a normal life. A world where her child didn't have to worry about the supernatural. They could run away together but what about Jeremy? She couldn't leave him behind to deal with this by himself.
Shaking her head, she cleared all her thoughts from her mind. She needed to worry about right now, not the future. One problem at a time.
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Her heart pounded in her ears as she drove up into the Boarding house drive way. Quickly she threw the car into park before running towards the front entrance. She had been at home when Stefan called her about werewolf venom. She opened the door her eyes looking around for the vampire.
"Stefan?" Elena called out letting the door close behind her. The click of the door echoed in her ears as she took a step forward. Remembering Damon's experience with the venom, she was cautious. Having Stefan try to bite her or kill her wasn't the best idea. Her body jumped when she heard the bang from upstairs before a curse. "Stefan? It's Elena." She yelled not wanting to be mistaken for Katherine in case he was hallucinating.
"I'm upstairs." She let out a sigh of relief before making her way upstairs. Once she made it to his room she pushed the door open finding him sitting on his bed.
"Are you okay?" Elena asked rushing to his side. She kneeled down in front of him noticing the veins in his arms were slightly black.
"Yeah." He told her turning his arm to look at the veins.
"How did this happen?" She asked gently taking his arm in her hand. Her thumb rubbed over the veins her heart slowly breaking.
"I'm not sure. I wasn't bitten." He explained causing Elena's eyes to widen.
"But how is it possible if you weren't bitten?" She asked removing her hands from his skin and moving to take a seat next to him. "What should we do?"
"I've already called Klaus. He isn't picking up." Stefan sighed. At the mention of the name, Elena felt her stomach drop. She shifted uncomfortably next to him before placing her hand on his shoulder.
"I'm sure we'll figure something out. I mean the hallucinations haven't set it, so that's good." Elena whispered giving his shoulder a reassuring squeeze. He leaned over on her a little sleepily. "Let's get you to lay down." She whispered causing him move over until his back was against the headboard. She picked up his legs laying them on the bed before sitting down next to him. She jumped when Stefan suddenly spoke loudly.
"You came." A chill ran down her spine when she heard the footsteps coming up behind her. She tried to calm down her heart not wanting to give away she was nervous. Knowing full well they would both be able to hear it.
"I did." She didn't dare look away from Stefan as he talked. Her hands nervously clutched the sheets twisting them in her palm. "And for future reference one voicemail is just as effective as nine." She heard Stefan let out a small moan of pain.
"Stefan!" She said moving closer to him. Her hand reaching out and taking a hold of Stefan's.
"What's wrong, Stefan?" Klaus asked from behind her.
"He has werewolf venom in his system." She answered tightening her grip on his hand and looking over Stefan's face. She could tell he was in pain. "I know you're the only one able to heal him." She felt the tears building up in eyes. She didn't want him to deny her and allow Stefan to die. "Please." It came out a little choked up revealing she was on the verge of crying. It was silent for a moment until she felt a hand pull on her shoulder. She jumped knocking his hand from her shoulder.
"Move, love." She stood up wiping the tears from her eyes. She distanced herself them both going to stand at the end of the bed. From the end of the bed she watched while Klaus bit his wrist before letting some of his blood fall into Stefan's mouth. Nervously, she shifted on her feet. Once he was done he stood back up straightening his jacket.
"Thank you." Elena whispered before moving around him to Stefan.
"Don't think I don't expect some sort of payment, Elena." She froze beside Stefan turning her head to the side.
"What sort of payment?" She asked still not looking at him.
"A small donation of blood from my lovely doppelgänger." She should have known. Finally she turned to look at him her eyes slightly narrowed. He had his signature smirk on his lips as he looked at her. She hated it that he knew she would give it to him.
"Whatever." She snapped before turning back to Stefan. She heard him chuckle before his footsteps retreated from her and Stefan. Once she could no longer hear him a sigh of relief escaped her lips. Now she could finally breathe without her heart trying to betray her. Reaching out she brushed her finger against Stefan's chin. Getting the small amount of blood that missed Stefan's mouth. Her eyes stared at the blood on her hand. This is the blood my child shares. She quickly wiped it on her jeans before standing up. Stefan was asleep from what she could tell. Slowly she walked in front of the mirror before stopping. After glancing at Stefan making sure he was asleep, she turned back to the mirror turning to her side. Grabbing the end of her shirt, she lifted it up showing her bare stomach.
I'm having the child of the enemy.
She frowned running her hand down her stomach. Her fingers shaking against the skin. For the longest time she had wanted to say something to him about that night. But he just acted like it never happened. Either he didn't remember or he didn't think she remembered. Or he generally didn't care. He still wanted her blood and treated her like an object instead of a person. The one night meant nothing to her either, she still hated him. He had done too much to her and her friends to be forgiven over sex. She never truly understood why she had sex with him to begin with. It was a moment of drunken weakness. She told herself over and over. Nothing more.
"Now" She whispered drumming her fingers over the skin. Now she would have to tell him she was carrying his child. Klaus's child. She mentally cringed at the words. Her eyes traveled to Stefan in the mirror. Please don't hate me.
Dropping her shirt, she moved away from the mirror. She would tell them soon. She needed to before anything else happened. She would tell Bonnie and Caroline first or should she tell Klaus? No he would tell everyone in some evil plot to break them. She just didn't want to lose them right now. They were her family and she needed them now more than ever. There was so much going on now, she couldn't add on to it.
I'll tell them after we deal with the hunter.
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