Hey guys! I'm so excited to start this story. This is my official first fanfiction. Vampire Diaries is my favorite TV Show. So tell me what you think with some R&R. I'm open for advice and constructive criticism!
May be Rated M in later chapters XD, and all characters are HUMAN!
Disclaimer: As much as I wish I did, I do not own Vampire Diaries.
Full Summary:
It has been three years since Elena Gilbert "ran away" from Mystic Falls in search for her independence. Not only did she run away from her past, but she ran away from all who loved her; her friends and her family. Elena left nothing but a note saying goodbye, leaving no reason for abandoning them. Not contacting your family and friends for just about three years must put strains on your relationships, right? There was only one thing she took with her: her baby. Before she left, she had a one-night-stand with the one and only: Damon Salvatore. Now Elena's returning to Mystic Falls and she's not alone. Will people except her family's new addition... and does Damon still want to be with her, or has he moved on?
Elena POV:
Three years. Three years since I've left everything behind besides my personal possessions and my credit cards. I left behind my loving brother Jeremy, and my caring Aunt Jenna. I left behind my best friends Bonnie, Matt, and Caroline. Most importantly, I left behind Damon.
I didn't tell anyone where I was going or why, I just left a note saying that I had to leave. When I left, I was searching for something; my independence. In Mystic Falls, someone always seemed to dictate what I did and when I did it, and I desperately wanted to be my own person. Instead of facing my problems, I ran. I ran until I found a place that perfect for a 18 year old to run to. College. But soon I realized, that I didn't leave alone. I was pregnant.
I remember being on my laptop in my dorm when all of a sudden I felt a large wave of nauseousness, worse than the having the flu. That happened every morning for a week before I decided to go to the doctor. And SURPRISE! I was pregnant.
And it's not like I didn't know who the father was. A few weeks before I left Mystic Falls, I went to a typical teenage party; there was beer pong, a fully loaded bar, a sick DJ, and of course, Hot Guys. One particular hot guy got my attention: Damon Salvatore.
Damon Salvatore was, with lack of a better word, H-O-T. Hot. He had ice blue eyes that were hard to read, sexy crow black hair, and a flirtatious smirk. He was basically sex on legs. I've already had a few drinks when him and I struck up a conversation. He was full of sarcastic remarks and we playfully bantered for what seemed like hours. It was almost 3AM when he invited me back to his house, and of course, since I was practically shitfaced, I decided to go home with him. That night was all about need and want. I left him early that morning with a note saying "sorry" on his pillow.
Yes, another note. I have always been afraid of confrontations. But it was time to head back to Mystic Falls and face my fears.
But I'm not alone, as I was when I left. My daughter, Isabel, will be joining me. Isabel is 2 years of age and is the exact mix of looks between her father of me. She has his blue eyes and my straight dark brown hair. She is witty like him and doesn't like to be told what to do like both of us. She is my shining star on the darkest nights and my greatest love. She has lived her short life so far without a father, and that needs to change; if only I have the courage to confront him.
That is why I'm on a plane back to Mystic Falls, Virginia, and to reconnect with my loved ones and confront Isabel's father. Before I left I finally got up the courage to call Bonnie and Caroline to come pick me up.
***Flashback***
I must've dialed Bonnie's number a thousand times before I actually could press the send button. Thank god it didn't just go to voicemail.
"Hello?" A light, breathy voice answered. Bonnie.
"Hey, Bonnie? It's Elena." I answered, cautiously. Please don't be mad at me, I thought.
"Elena! It's you... Oh my god. Caroline, come here! Elena's on the phone!" She yelled, "Elena, I'm gonna put you on speaker really quick, kay?"
"Sure." I answered, relieved that she didn't sound mad.
"ELENAAAA!" another super girly voice screeched. "Where have you been? And why haven't you called us? Oh, I'd be so mad at you if I didn't miss you mo-"
"Geez, Caroline, let her talk." Bonnie giggled. Caroline muttered a resigned 'sorry'.
"Mommy!" Isabel yelled, trying to get my attention.
"Hold on a sec, guys." I said into the phone, then to my daughter, "Yes, Izzy?"
"Mommy, I'm huuungeee! Eat, eat!" She whined.
"Sweetie, we'll go as soon as Mommy gets off the phone." I responded, chuckling at her whining.
"Elena, who is that little girl and why did she call you mommy?" Caroline asked.
"How about you come pick me up at the airport and I'll explain everything." I responded wittily.
"Wait, you're in Virginia?!" Bonnie asked.
"Yup. Only 45 minutes away." I answered, laughing.
"Okay, see you as soon as we can!" Bonnie said, and before I could respond, she hung up.
I put my phone into my pocket and said to Izzy, "C'mon, let's go get you something to eat!"
***45 Minutes Later***
I've just finished getting Izzy something to eat and now we were waiting for Caroline and Bonnie. I can't believe we are finally going to see each other after almost three years! I hope our friendship goes back to normal and that it wont be awkward.
All of a sudden, I hear a high pitched squeal and "ELENA!" I turned and they were... my two best friends.
"Oh my god, who is that little girl with you?" Caroline asked, oblivious.
"Caroline, it's obviously her daughter." Bonnie said in the obvious Duhhh tone.
"Guys, this is my two and a half year old daughter. Her name is Isabel Olivia Rose." Salvatore, I finished in my head.
"She looks just like you... the face shape, the nose... the beautiful brown hair!" Caroline squealed.
"Of course she does, Caroline, she's her daughter!" She explained to Caroline, "Who's her father?" Bonnie asked, logical as always.
"Mommy, who dat?" Isabel asked, pointing to Caroline and Bonnie.
"Well, Izzy, that is your Aunt Bonnie and your Aunt Caroline. They are my best friends." I answered, with my 'mom' voice.
"Oh. Well I nevah had Auntses before!" She yelled, super excited.
"Oh my gosh, she is so cute!" Caroline said.
"Tank you!" She yelled, causing a few heads to turn.
"Can we go now?" I asked, chuckling.
We were about five minutes when Bonnie interrupted the quite awkward silence, and asked, "So, are you going to tell us who the father is and when you became pregnant, or not?"
"Welll..." I started, and then I explained the entire thing; from the one night stand, to the reason I ran away... and then finally: who the father was.
"DAMON'S THE FATHER!" They both yelled simultaneously.
It's short, I know... But I think it's an okay start. Sorry if the characters don't sound like their usual selves, but hey, it's my first fanfiction. Trust me, it will get better... please follow and favorite, and R&R. Thanks and goodnight!
Kait Rose
