Kennedy's P.O.V

"Ever wondered where your family first started. Well what about where you were born, what room, what hospital, which nurse, what were your first words, or even when your own birthday was. I never knew any of these answers. Not because my parents were jerks and didn't tell me. I didn't have parents. My parents died when I was just a baby. I didn't know much about my birth parents. My dad died of cancer when I was about 3 weeks. My mother later died because of consumption. I was only about 12 weeks. From what I know I pretty much lived in every family in my town. I never knew if I had a sister, a brother, or a family pet. The family I have now, the Gilberts, has been my family for the past 19 years. The only reason I know who I am and how old I am is because they got ahold of my birth record. My name is Kennedy Donovan (Gilbert). I am 23 years old, and live in a town called Mythical Falls, and my boyfriend, Damon, and I have been together for about 7 years. We have also been best friends for 19 years. I have known him as long as I have been in the Gilbert family. Speaking of which my brother, Matt, and the rest of my family are dragging me to a family T.V. series night. Tonight they are playing a t.v series called The Vampire Diaries. I was gonna ask if my boyfriend could come, but then we decided not to go."

As I wrote in my diary I heard my parents fighting. This was about the third time this week they have been fighting. Then I hear a Ring Ring Ring noise coming from my dresser top. As I get up and walk over I hear a weird noise coming from outside. I walk over to the window. No one is there. So I run over to my dresser and picked up my phone. Damon is calling me. "Hey Damon what's up".

"Um... Kennedy I'm outside. We need to talk."
"Okay... What's wrong."
"Just come outside"

I quietly went out into the hallway. My parents were still arguing. I walked over to my brother's room. He's sleeping. I ran down stairs remembering to skip the last two steps. I grabbed my coat, and put my boots on. I opened the door ever-so-lightly. I then saw Damon sitting on the porch swing. He looked over towards me. I started to go over, and sit with him. "I don't think you should sit down you might want to stay standing for this." He stands up. I see it in his eyes that he has been crying. "I think we should break up"
"What why."
"I just don't feel this anymore"
"Feel what?" By now I start to tear up.
"This. There is nothing about us that clicks. We have known each other forever and we know pretty much everything there is to one another."
"So..."

"So I think we should just call it quits for now and maybe we could pick it back up again."
"Okay that or we could never pick it back up again. I thought we were good. No, more than good I thought we were perfect. We were even elected the Wolves College perfect couple. What made you change your mind."
"That was last year we have changed. Things changed."
"That was more than last year what about all of high school when we were elected, or the last three years, and don't you mean YOU changed. YOU cheated. YOU lied. YOU CHANGED, AND I WAS ABLE TO LOOK OVER ALL OF THAT. ALL OF EVERYTHING, AND NOW YOU DECIDED TO SAY SOMETHING." At this point I'm screaming, and bawling my eyes out. I turn around to see my parents, and Matt. He looks ticked off. I ran inside found some ice cream, and the most comfortable spot on the couch. All while my mascara is running down my face, and through all of that my parents still followed me, telling me to calm down. Then I hear thuds, and cries coming from outside. My dad went to go see what it was. He brought in Matt all bloody from fighting Damon. I think he won. After seeing the blood I sprinted to the bathroom and start puking. Normally I don't get squeamish around blood.

"I have been sick and throwing up right before breakfast for weeks now. So we, my mother and I, went to the doctor today to get a check up and because we always donate blood whenever we can, but today the doctor said that I couldn't donate blood. I asked him why and he said that I was pregnant. I asked him to repeat what he had said because maybe I had heard him wrong, but nope I was 100% pregnant. I suddenly remembered the night of my birthday. It was three months ago. Damon and I had sex, and the condom broke. I hadn't show any signs of being pregnant. So I didn't think about it. I figured I wasn't growing, puking, and I didn't need to get tested." After I got home I ran to find my dad. I figured I would tell him before my mom does. Since he is a doctor he wasn't surprised. He already knew. He didn't tell my mom because he wasn't 100% certain"
After I had told my dad I went and told Matt. Then I ran to Damon's house. His mom wasn't aware that we had broken up weeks before, so I had no trouble getting in. I went to his room and there he was with a girl that looked like me- at least I thought so. I went and got his mom and made her break them up. Then it was just me and him. "What do you want Kennedy."

"We need to talk."
"About what."
"Me."
"What about you is so important that you had to..." Before he could finish I jumped in.
"I'm pregnant"
"How could that be we never..."
"My birthday three months ago."

"Well what are YOU gonna do" I got so ticked off when he said that. I couldn't believe him. I just got up from where I was sitting, and left. I spent days after days. Which then turned into weeks, then months (five and a half months to be exact) waiting for him to call, and tell me he was sorry. Then we could work this out together because we were both in this mess. He never did. Soon I started to show that I was pregnant. Whenever I went to the store, or stopped some where I got dirty looks, and people muttered, "Slut." One night I got so fed up with all this crap that I went to the bar and nearly drank myself to death. I vaguely remember that night, but I remembered this one person carrying me across town to the hospital. I woke up the next morning (or so I thought) and there he was sleeping in the chair across the room. I tried to sit up, but it hurt so much. He must have heard me because the next thing I knew he was at my bedside telling me to just lay down. Then he said, "Oh...this must be weird for you. I'm Stefan Salvatore. You were at the bar last night taking shots like it was no big deal. You were passed out, so I picked you up and took you here." Then the doctor came in before I could say anything. Stefan then left. I tried to get up and walk out, but the doctor made the nurses come in, and forced me back into bed. The doctor gave me a form to fill out. I took one good look at it and then realized that I couldn't fill it out. I didn't know anything, so I called my parents. I must have been out for a while. My parents were so worried. They asked where I had been for the past week. I called Damon to tell him I was in the hospital. He didn't care, all I could hear was the sound of him making out with some random girl. I got out of the hospital just before it was time to go back to school. It was my Senior year in college, and we were on spring break. I only had two more weeks of school left before I would graduate at the head of my class. I also had five more weeks of being pregnant.

"I saw Stefan again today. We talked for hours. I thanked him for the other day. As it turns out he also doesn't have any family that he knows of, other than his sister, either. He was also adopted. I finally introduced myself. God he is so cute. Anyway we scheduled a date for 5 minutes from now. I better get going."
I was a little late, and so was he. We walked in at the same time, and had a lovely evening. There was flowers, and water. He didn't even drink wine, or beer because he didn't want to make me feel bad. I invited him to my sonogram. I told him I just wanted to see if the baby is healthy. I didn't want to know the gender. I wanted to be surprised. I also asked him if he would like to assist me in looking for a new home. One where my baby could actually have their own room. "I would love to." He said in the most gentle way.

"Lovely, we should meet up here at 7:30 A.M. My appointment is at 8:00. The house opening isn't until 1:30. So we could grab a bite to eat before we go if you would like. The house isn't too far from here so we wouldn't have to leave so soon."
"Right so are you gonna make the schedule or am I. No I'm kidding I got it. Be here at 7:30 A.M. The appointment is at 8. House opening at 1:30 and before that a bite to eat."
"Correct."
"Just one question."
"What?"
"When do we leave here?"
"About 7:45. We could get breakfast before we go. I know I definitely am"
"Sound like a perfect date. "We were having such a great time that we lost track of what time it was. Next thing I knew we were being ushered out because they were closing.

I realized that it was well past my curfew. Stefan walked me home. When we arrived he did the unexpected. He walked me up to the door, and kissed me. Then the porch light came on. I got so embarrassed. "Looks like it's your cue"
"I guess so. I had a wonderful time."
"Me to. I look forward to tomorrow. Goodnight Kennedy."
"Goodnight Stefan."
"I woke up with pain in my stomach. Something felt wrong. I went into my mother's room. She drove me to the hospital. As it turns out I was in labor. I made my mom call Stefan. Turns out I was gonna need twice the amount of clothing. I had twins. I had one girl, Alena Marie Gilbert, and one boy, Elijah Evan Gilbert. They were born two weeks early"

Weeks later I was finally able to take them to my parents house. Only to find out that Damon wanted full custody. Stefan was by my side the entire time. Damon ended up losing his case. He was, however, granted time to see them, but I got to decide when and where. Also who he was with. The judge said that they had to see him for a minimum of two times a month, but no more than five. I was relieved. There was moments when I thought I wasn't going to win the case.