Chapter Three
"You are really pregnant, Elena. I know it sounds crazy, but you are."
Bonnie, Caroline, and I are sitting on my living room couches with hands clasped around cups of steaming chamomile tea. It settles my stomach, but Bonnie's frantic appearance keeps flipping my gut. I shift restlessly under the heavy blanket Caroline insisted I use.
"Bonnie, there's no way. I haven't had sex in...all summer," I insist with slightly pink cheeks.
No matter how open Caroline is about her sex life, I still feel like a self-conscious school girl whenever I talk about Stefan and I having sex. Our last time was
"Yes, you did. Exactly six weeks ago from today," She responds, handing me a crumpled piece of paper.
I curiously receive the paper, and I am even more disturbed when my hands feel like they're vibrating when they touch the material. It's a page from the grimoire that we used for the spell to look into the future. More specifically-it was the page I stepped on while I was going to get a glass of water that night, right before my exceptionally vivid dream of meeting Damon in 1864. Quickly, I hand the picture back to Bonnie so that the energy thrumming from the paper will stop. As soon as it leaves my hand for Bonnie's, the growing electrical current snaps shut, leaving us all in stunned silence.
"What happened exactly six weeks ago? And how does Bonnie know and not me? Was there an orgy that I wasn't invited to?" Caroline asks indignantly, crossing her arms across her chest.
Bonnie and I simultaneously send a glare in Caroline's direction to show our displeasure with her antics. Caroline raises her hands in surrender and mutters under her breath, "No fun."
"Exactly six weeks ago was Elena's birthday-," Bonnie begins.
"Yeah, I was there. Except I was occupied for a bit, if you know what I mean," Caroline laughs and then quiet immediately when we both look at her with contempt.
"Do you need to leave?" I ask her in a teacher's voice, and she shakes her head and dips her mouth to drink some tea.
"Okay, so it was Elena's birthday, and we did a spell to...look into the future, except...I think I sent you back," Bonnie confesses fearfully.
"What? Sent me back where?" I asked, completely confused.
"To 1864. To Damon," She says hesitantly and meets my shocked expression.
"How did you know about that?" I gasp, a blush taking over my entire face and neck.
"I did it, Elena. I'm so sorry-," She tries to interject.
"No, no! That was a dream! How did you know about that dream?" I demand, shaking my hand and starting to get up from the couch.
"Elena! Listen to me. I'm so sorry, but it was all real. You slept with Damon-," She argues, getting up to stand face-to-face with me.
"No, I didn't!" I scream in her face.
"Yes, you did! You went into his cabin in 1864, and you didn't use protection!" She screams backs.
"Elena had sex with Damon? When?" Caroline asks from the couch, looking confused and irritated.
"I didn't. It was all a dream," I sigh in exasperation and walk towards the kitchen.
Bonnie jogs behind me, grabbing my arm.
"It's real. I'm so sorry," She whispers with tears flowing down her face.
"No, there's no way," I repeat numbly and shake my head before slowly sitting on the floor.
Instantly, Bonnie and Caroline huddle around me protectively, telling me it will be alright and that they will support me-no matter what I decide.
"Decide what?" I whisper, brushing the tears off my cheeks.
"To get rid of it, honey," Caroline answer gently, stroking my hair.
I look at them both blankly and note their sympathetic expressions.
"I...I don't know," I admit and sniffle as the tears well up again.
"There, there," Caroline soothes and runs her fingers through my hair.
"I have no parents, no job-how would I even raise a baby? I'm always in danger," I sob in frustration.
"We would help you," Bonnie promises, and Caroline nods.
"You will never be alone," She reminds me, which makes me cry even harder.
"Thank you...can you do something for me?"
Caroline and Bonnie nod without hesitation.
"Don't tell Damon."