A/N: As some of you might saw i updated this last night but it didn't show. Thats because i did update my fic but the email notifier wasn't working. Both me and my BETA didn't get a email and no one was viewing it and that wasn't fair to you guys. So i took it down until fanfic resolved whatever it had going on. I go to sleep and i guess a few hours later it decided to notify me and everyone that follows it. But there was no chapter cause i deleted it...Big mess xD But here it is. Sorry for all the mishap. I guess it has to happen sometime in this story. Thanks for bearing with me. Xo.
Oh but maybe
Someday you will breathe
And you'll finally see
You'll see it all in your baby
You'll see it all in your baby
No moment
Will be more true
Than the moment
I look at you
29 weeks pregnant and 1 day.
Friday March 18th
Fuck.
It hurts so bad.
My hands are braced on each side of the sink as I wince through the nail biting pain in my back and stomach. It has been going on now for three days and still the same. I am scared to tell anyone but I think it is time. I don't think there is anyone wrong because she is kicking me constantly. And if it were actually contractions I would have had her by now…which leaves me to wonder…what are they?
"Babe you ready?!" Damon calls downstairs.
I let out a painful breathe before answering. "Yeah, coming!" My voice cracks a little.
I grab my bag which is like hell on my arm and head downstairs. I wince taking each step but finally reach him by the door. He is about to open it when I close my eyes and stop him. It is now or never.
"Damon….can you call our OB/GYN…I think I need to see him…right away…." I bite my lip.
He drops his hand from the knob and turns to me with an expression that touches fear and pure seriousness. "What do you mean?"
I sigh. "I have been….having these extreme pains in my stomach and back like real bad….I have been trying to keep it from you and my dad to not worry you guys but…-"
"Elena are you freaking kidding me?!" He raises is voice a little but stops himself, rubbing his hands over his face and through his hair. His nervous habit. "You have to tell us these things…Damn it…" He rants but sighs. "Tell me more about it."
"It started around the day me and Caroline went to the clinic….I mean I had the normal pain before as well but this type of pain started three days ago. It is constant but the pain can go up and down…It hurts to walk sometimes." My lips quiver giving away my pain.
He scrubs his hands over his face again. "Fuck…okay ill call him right now and see…" We go out to the car to do the phone call and I can tell Damon is between pissed at me and worried. Mainly pissed.
"Yeah can I speak to Doctor Klein?" Damon asks the person over the phone. I don't hear what the other person said but it agitates him as he grips the steering wheel. "Okay well look it is kind of urgent. My girlfriend is having severe back and stomach pains for three days because she didn't bother to tell us." He adds with a glare. "And I need to see him ASAP."
He shakes his head and softly curses. "Yeah I will hold."
I look down to my lap and fiddle with my hands. I can feel her kicking me like crazy and almost as constantly as the pain. I know she is healthy I can feel she is. So maybe it is me? I reach my hand up to my belly and rub it. She seems to calm down a little and not kick as much, I smile at what a mothers touch can do.
Out of nowhere Damon puts his hands on my belly as well, overlapping mine a bit and smiles. I know he can feel her now much subtler kicks. Yet when she doesn't kick and he is the only one that can get her to move and wiggle I can get pretty upset. I just know deep in my bones she will be a daddy's girl.
"Yeah I am here." Damon turns his attention back to the phone. "Yeah. Yeah. Okay. See you around 3. Okay. Bye." He hangs up.
"So…" I trail off.
"Well at first I got a nurse but then it was DR Klein who said he does want to see you today but the only available is today at three…Are you up for school?" Damon asks but I can tell he wants to wrap me up in bubble wrap right about now.
"Yeah…I will just take slow. It's okay."
He nods slowly watching my face looking for his own answer and when he is satisfied he found it he turns on the car and heads to school. She can still feel Cara kicking her and she would usually get annoyed by the pain and movement after a while but today she revels in it. She knows what it is like from Caroline's view to not get something like this so she is taking advantage of every second she can now.
Caroline since the clinic is a lot better but I can tell she is distancing herself a bit. She had to obviously tell Stefan what was going on and from what Caroline told me he was extremely supportive and actually offended she thought he wouldn't want to be with her after hearing that. Bonnie was also a little sad that Caroline didn't turn to her but both me and Caroline told her since the whole car crash thing we wanted to give her space since she seemed to be dealing with a lot and moody but she waved that off and said everything is fine so Caroline and her had a good crying session. On the bad side of things Caroline also had to tell her mom….her mom who didn't know she was hardly sexually active. Yeah that went over well. She was thoroughly disappointed and is going to get Caroline birth control anyway just to be sure but also felt what her daughter is going through and is going to have her see the doctor.
Damon is still talking to Stefan and smacked him up the head a couple times for doing such a stupid thing but then being the big brother he is had a serious conversation about contraceptives. Imagine Damon doing something like that…yeah. It was hilarious and there were a few crude winks toward my way.
Damon pulls into the parking lot but I can sense his hesitation. He just learned something is wrong with me or the pregnancy so school is probably the last place he wants to be. But we both know deep down we have to go to school for her.
I send a quick text to my dad letting him know what is going on. We have maybe spoken two times the past four days but I plan on telling him or Jeremy or both tonight about everything. The house feels weird with all these lies stacking up.
"Elena, are you sure you are up to this?" Damon looks intensely into my eyes.
"Look, if the pain goes out of control to where I can't walk trust me I will call you so we can leave. Because if it gets that bad I will not want to be in a classroom anyway, high school education or not. Okay?"
I know he can't trust me in this department and I don't blame him but he stiffly nods before we head into the school.
…..
It is only 3rd period but I race to the bathroom and shut the door to get privacy before leaning against the wall. It started again. I want to brush it off or call my dad but I know I told Damon I would tell him. And I can't lie, I promised.
I sigh pulling out my phone and dialing his number.
"Everything okay?" Damon answers on the second ring.
"Damon." My voice cracks and I feel my breathing pick up from the intense pain. "It started again." I let out a sob that has been in my throat for a while.
Damon lets out a string of obscenities before speaking again. "Okay I just walked out of History…Where are you at?!"
"The girls bathroom in hall C." I let out another cry.
It actually feels like someone is stabbing me. I hope to god my child doesn't feel this intense pain I am having right now.
"On my way." He says in monotone before hanging up.
I put my phone back in my pocket and slide down the wall to sit on the ground, not caring how disgusting it might be I am just trying to find a comfortable position.
About a minute later I hear the door slam open hitting the wall and I see my distressed boyfriend. He gives me a look over making sure I am somewhat alright before crouching down next to me.
"Where does it hurt?" He murmurs.
"My back and stomach." I let out another pained breath. "But it comes and goes….almost like-"
"Contractions." Damon finishes my sentence in pure fear.
"Oh my god." I cover my hands to my face, feeling panic raise in me.
"Hey, hey!" Damon gets my attention, putting his hands on either side of my face. "Calm down. Okay? I will figure this out okay?" He tries to assure me but I can hear the rollercoaster of emotions behind his calm façade.
I nod trying to push the tears back.
He holds out his hand to me helping me get up. I stagger a little so he settles with me leaning against him as we make our way out to the hall.
"Don't we have to sign out or something." I stop near the office as we are passing it.
"Fuck it; I am not wasting any more time. We can call them tomorrow." He waves off as he still helps me walk with him but I can tell the slow and unsteady pace we are going at is bugging him and out of nowhere he lifts me up into his arms and we are now speed walking. I feel my pain slowly ease out into almost nothing and let out a breath of relief.
"In a hurry?" I joke feeling a little bit better now that the pain has passed again. But I won't trust it knowing it will just come back.
"To hell I am." He growls, reaching his car and carefully setting me into the passenger seat before racing to the driver's side and starting the car.
"The pain is gone now…." I let out a relieved breath and relax against the seat.
He scoffs. "Yeah, for now."
"Yeah." I sigh sadly, knowing the pain will come back. "Where are you going our appointment isn't for a several more hours?" I ask, confused.
"Hospital." He says like it is a no brainer.
I immediately get anxiety on another level.
I don't want to go back.
Every time I am there bad crap happens. I mean I know it is a hospital and that's why you go there but my mom's body was taken there, I almost lost my baby there, Jeremy was in a coma there not to mention my dad will flip out when he hears about this. And he works in the ER.
"Can't we just…-" I try to say but nothing comes out.
"No Elena. I am not screwing around with this. Too risky." Damon shakes his head furiously.
I give up, looking out the window. There is no talking him out of it and I know it. But I also value it because I am a person who tends to brush things off and put things to the side so having someone like Damon who tells it how it is and does what needs to be done really helps even if I don't like it or want to admit it out loud.
We arrive at the hospital and I am a little sore but there isn't shooting pains going through me right now so I get out of the car and walk like normal but heaven forbid, Damon comes up to my side wrapping his arm around my waist so my weight is mostly on him. I shake my head and let him comfort and care for me though because what is happening is out of both of our control and so I know he just wants to help in any way he can.
We walk through the double doors and to the front desk. I feel weird for being here since I don't have pain anymore but I know deep down it is necessary.
"Hi…my girlfriend is almost seven months pregnant and is having these severe pains…" Damon turns around and looks to me and I get the hint he wants me to explain the pain since he doesn't really know.
"Um…I have these sharp pains in my back and stomach that go in and out of pain…." I tell the lady, nervously.
She nods typing things into the computer. I tell her my medical information and name before she slaps a medical tag on my wrist and we wait our turn in the waiting room.
Damon grabs ahold of my hand and squeezes it and I have never in my life felt so safe. We could get terrible news that could destroy us both but in this moment I feel like as long as he is here with me I will be fine, as cliché as that sounds.
"Elena Gilbert!" Someone calls by the doors not even a minute later.
We both let out a deep breath before we get to the door. They have a wheelchair for me waiting just in case and even though I hate being in it does relieve some of my back pain. They wheel me to the end of the hall to a room. Damon helps me up on the bed before they take my vitals.
After the nurse writes everything down of what's going on she leaves the room and we wait for the doctor to come in.
"Do you think your dad will find out?" Damon asks after a few moments next to me, his arms resting on the bed.
I scoff. "Yeah, I am sure of it. Just a matter of time."
"Has Cara been kicking?" Damon asks, resting one of his hands now on my stomach and she gives him a tiny nudge.
I nod. "Oh yeah, all the time. Which is why I am confused to why I am having so much pain…She seems so healthy…" I trail off in thought.
"Yeah I am curious to what it is as well….I just freaking hope it isn't premature labor, because I fucking read the pregnancy books and that can happen." Damon says seriously.
"I know." I whisper softly because I read the same books. "Let's just hope that isn't the case."
Because she is not ready to come out yet. She needs to cook in there a bit longer. Not to mention I still have some more work to do on her nursery.
About 5 minutes later a doctor and a few other to what look like nurses come into the room with a portable ultrasound machine. My day brightens a little bit at seeing her again. I just wish it was on different terms.
"Hello Elena I am Doctor Scott." He holds out his hand to me then turns to Damon and does the same. "I heard you were having pains in your back and stomach?"
I nod.
"Well just to rule out early labor and any other complications we are going to do a ultrasound." He informs.
"Okay." I say weakly.
He sits down on the stool before looking up at me to get permission to raise my shirt, I nod and he proceeds and releasing my baby bump from my shirt. He squirts the gel to the center of my abdomen and begins looking.
I feel my anxiety rise more at the things that could go wrong right now but I try my hardest to focus on the positive like seeing and hearing her today.
In a matter of seconds her strong heartbeat fills the rooms and I feel a sense of pride and joy hearing it. It is always so loud and strong.
The doctor squints at the screen but continues to move it around my stomach. It amazes me how much she looks like a baby on the ultrasound now. I remember for a while I didn't know what I was looking at so I had people label things for me but now I can tell by myself where everything is. She is growing so much.
"Okay, so good thing is you are not in labor." He smiles and I think both me and Damon almost pass out from the good news. "Everything looks fine she is a perfect and healthy baby. All her measurements are actually ahead of time, she is a big one." He chuckles.
Me and Damon share a look because don't we know it. I have heard that so much my pregnancy it just makes me super excited to push her out of me.
He puts the wand back in the compartment and gives me a wash cloth to wipe my belly with. "So about the pain, after hearing your symptoms I really think you are having Braxton Hicks contractions." He tells us. "Braxton hick contractions are harmless. It is your body practicing labor before the big day. Some women get it really early on and some women don't feel it at all but it is essentially your body just getting ready and trying to cope."
"But she is alright and not coming out?" I make sure because first of all she is nowhere near ready to come out of me, I mean I just entered third trimester.
"No, I can 100% confirm that at this time you are not in labor. But the back pain is worrying. I think since she is on the larger scale and you being so petite it is causing a lot of distress on your body, especially your back. It can't continue though you can only be in pain for so long and so much before it affects the baby." He explains.
"So what should we do?" Damon speaks up, worried lines etching his perfect face.
"Do you go to school or work?" He asks looking at me.
"School." I answer a little confused.
"Since these are happening mostly the past week or two like you told the nurse I suggest maybe taking a week or so off school. Your body is obviously stressed and having a hard time coping with this big baby inside of you and to top it off walking all over the school for 6 hours. After a while you just get exhausted you might not feel tired but your body is and I think a good break will do it some good. Though since you have had these bad Braxton hicks' contractions you will probably get them for the remainder of your pregnancy but the goal is to make them livable so if they get really bad just lay down."
I groan rubbing my hands stressfully over my face. "How long do you suggest this break should be?"
"A minimum of three days but if you can I would push for a week or more, depending how your body reacts to the rest."
I nod, taking all the information in. I really don't want to miss school because yeah I got pregnant in high school but my main goal and my promise to my dad was to finish it because most teen moms don't finish high school and I want to, preferably before she gets here. But I can tell by the way Damon is looking at me he will be strict about this break.
"So was it a good decision to come here?" I make sure because now I feel like an idiot.
"Oh yes! Especially your first pregnancy you don't know how your body reacts to things, you don't know what you should feel and you had the classic symptoms of premature labor so it is always good to rule that out."
We both gather his information. He gives us a few more tips of what to do and how to get through it and when to go to the hospital and when to not. And thank god for that because I don't want to be coming here when I don't need to. Just when he leaves the room my panicked dad opens the door with widened eyes.
"Elena!" He gasps, making his way to my bed and sitting on the edge. "Are you okay?" He rests his hand on my face and I think he is checking my temperature or something. He is in panic doctor/dad mode.
"Yeah I am fine. Turns out I have Braxton hicks and that my body having a hard time carrying Damon's huge daughter." I playfully glare at my boyfriend.
I was born at a solid 6 pounds. I was a small child so that's when you know I can blame this on Damon's genes.
"You have been having pain?" My dad says in pure shock. "Why didn't you tell me?"
I roll my eyes. What am I supposed to say? The tumor attached to your side that is named Andie is an evil conniving bitch that is rooting against me and I don't get to see you much since? "Sorry." I sigh. I don't want to tell him this in the hospital. At his job. When I am still soaking up information about everything today. Now is not the time.
He looks over at Damon and pats him hard on the back. "Thanks for taking care of her." My dad says genuinely.
Damon nods. "Anytime."
"We are about to be discharged but the doctor said a good three days out of school would be beneficial." I tell my dad.
"No he said that was the minimum and that you should aim for a week." Damon says pointedly.
"Damon I have to finish school! I have to-" I try to argue but he cuts me off.
"You also know what!? That is our daughter that needs help right now and care until she can come out safely! We should do everything in our fucking power to do that!" Damon shouts, trying to get through to me.
The room is silent and I feel tears prickling my eyes.
A few minutes later my dad breaks the silence. "Damon is right Hun. It was a harsh reality but your first and foremost priority right now is your daughter. It might not seem like she is here or that you are not a mom yet but she is here and she needs you." My dad squeezes me shoulder.
I get it.
My dad and Damon are totally right, I have been putting school first and whatnot because I feel like she isn't here yet and I can squeeze whatever I can in right before she gets here. But she is in my stomach and needs me to take care of myself and her right now until she is ready to come out. Which is not now.
"Okay." My voice quivers a little. "I will take a week off." I sigh, giving in.
Damon grabs my hand again and I squeeze it letting him know I forgive him for raising his voice. I really do respect and value Damon's honesty.
"Sorry." Damon leans his head in to my hear so only I can hear. "I love you." He says with pure love.
"I love you too." I whisper so quietly I am not sure he hears but he smiles letting me know he did.
We get discharged from the hospital with instructions of things to do if the pain gets too bad or when and when not to go to the hospital. Damon drives us to my house and I feel like just passing out on my bed but when he pulls up Helen and Giuseppe are there and standing outside their car, waiting for us.
Damon gives me a pleading look like he wants to keep driving but I shake my head. They made the effort to come down here instead of Damon going to them so they obviously have a lot to say.
Damon parks his car before we both step out. Helen takes slow measured steps until she hugs Damon and squeezes him tightly.
"Elena." Helen greets and smiles at me before hugging me just like she did with Damon and it makes me warm inside to know she loves me so much. "You are so much bigger!" She cheers.
I laugh. "Oh yeah." I laugh.
"Damon we need to talk." Giuseppe gestures to the house after a few moments of silence.
"Why." Damon crosses his arms.
"Damon we are trying to fix this. Please…" Helen turns back to Damon, pleading.
Damon looks over to me for help but I nod.
Damon and his relationship with his family has always been complicated but I have deep hope and faith they can get through this. There is too much love in this family. Way too much. Damon can get infuriated with them and mad but there is always an underlining amount of love beneath the surface.
Damon and Giuseppe walk alone into my house to hash out eighteen years of problems. I just hope it doesn't end with Damon yelling and storming out.
Both me and Helen lean against the car after watching our men go inside. "Grayson called, wanted us to be here for you guys. He has been talking to us for a while." She admits after a bit.
I nod. "I am glad. I really love you guys, Damon…. Is just having a real hard time." I squint into the sun.
"I know…Giuseppe and I both grew up poor and so when we got married and then had Damon we wanted a better life for them. But in the end it had its own consequences. We didn't spend enough time with them. But I love him…Both of my sons with all my heart."
Stupid pregnancy hormones make me tear up a little and I give Helen a little side hug. "He loves you. He does. Both of you. I think he just has a lot of things to work on but you will all be okay." I assure squeezing her one more time before letting go.
"I am so glad he has you Elena." She sighs shaking her head. "Whenever I came home when he was in high school there were always girls over… He was drunk… it honestly scared me. I didn't want him to have that kind of life, with no meaning. But you came along and… He didn't necessarily change he is still my Damon but he loves you. So much. And I am glad he cleaned up his life since then." She smiles with pride.
"Yeah he is still the same asshole at times. No offense." I laugh.
"None taken." She shakes her head laughing.
"But I love him as well…. Which is strange because before we got close I wanted to ring his neck so many times." I joke.
"Yeah, he has a big head on his shoulders but in the end and deep down he means well." Helen nods.
"He does. He won't let people see it often but he has an amazing side to him." I say with complete understanding. "I see a lot of you guys in him."
And it is true. The way Damon loves unconditionally reminds me of Helen and that her boys could commit murder and she would be there for them. And with Giuseppe, both Damon and his dad hide their emotions when it is not needed. Both hate feeling vulnerable in front of a lot of people but really deep down both are so warm hearted.
But I can also tell Damon is trying to learn from their mistakes. Not be as harsh as his dad and not as forgiving as is mom.
Helen smiles at my kind words but glances worriedly to my house. "I just hope none of them loose their heads in there." Helen fidgets nervously.
Which I get because both Giuseppe and Damon can be hot headed. Let's just hope everything is going smoothly. They are both so much alike but so different at the same time that even having a conversation can be hard for them.
"Want to go check?" I ask with a worried face now on me.
"Very much so." Helen breathes a sigh of relief.
We head into the house and finding Damon and Giuseppe smiling, it's a little strained but they are smiling. When they see us they both do their little handshake that leads to a partial hug and I almost squeal at the sight. Helen however can't contain herself.
"My boys!" She cheers but it sounds like she also has tears.
She forces them to all join in a group hug and I can tell that both Damon and Giuseppe are now uncomfortable and look to me for help but I shake my head, letting her have this moment. And them.
"Mom stop." Damon groans in between them.
She kisses both their heads before relishing the moment and pulling away. Damon shakes his head of her kisses and walks over to me before wrapping his arm around me, using me as a shield.
"You can stay another night if you want but I want you back under my roof, Ya hear?" She scolds but I can tell she is so happy she is about to burst out in song.
"Thank god." Damon preaches but gets caught by my glare. "I mean… I loved being squished into your tiny bedroom and sleeping on your small hard bed with you." He smiles.
I shake my head and let out a tiny laugh. "Yeah and I'll be pretty glad to have my bed to myself and not have to wait a half hour for your showers to be done." I raise my eyebrow in challenge.
"Ooohhh!" Helen makes a noise between a cheer and a squeal. "You two will be a perfect married couple!" She claps her hands together staring at us in adoration.
"Mom!" Damon says annoyed but I can see the nervousness kick in him after she said that.
"Nah." I wave off. "I don't know if I can put up with his long showers…" I shake my head and try to fight the smile on my face.
He looks honestly scared and vulnerable for a few seconds but quickly sees that I am trying to not laugh at him right now and growls grabbing me from behind. "Take that back." He growls into my ear.
"Nope." I smirk proudly even though he can't see but squirm when he starts tickling me. "Stop right now unless you want me to pee all over you." I warn with a laugh.
"That reminds me! Grayson said you were alright but how do you feel?" Helen asks with concern.
I push Damon away from me because I know he is up to no good before turning back to her. "No pain right now. They gave me good techniques to control it."
"I also had Braxton Hicks in my pregnancy. Scared Giuseppe a few times thinking it was labor." She reminisces.
"A few times?" Giuseppe crosses his arms with a smirk on his face similar to Damon's.
She waves him off. "Same thing."
"Okay well, I want to get this one in bed because she has been up too much today." Damon scolds.
I roll my eyes.
And it starts.
"Yes! Plenty of rest! Pregnant woman need to lay down a lot, I was always worried with how much you were up. Relish moments when you can lay down. Take it for granted." She swears.
I nod. "I will. I have just been trying too hard to keep up with school and staying up late doing homework and then all this drama I had with my family…." I shake my head. "Probably not the best for my body right now…"
She smiles sadly. "Probably not. But if at any time you want one of my home cooked meals just call me. I don't care what time it is or what I am doing." She vows.
I bite my lip at her generosity. "Thanks…..I will take you up on that." Her spaghetti sounds good about now.
"We best be going…I can tell Damon wants you all to himself." She laughs. "Always so obvious." She kisses his cheek before mine.
Before Giuseppe leaves the room he looks at Damon briefly and I can tell they are silently communicating. Damon nods and Giuseppe puts his hand on Damon's shoulder before turning to me and giving me a little side hug.
I am a little shocked at first but return the hug. "I can't wait to meet the little Bambina." He smiles. "Good luck to you both. I know you will do a good job." He says genuinely and the way he says it makes me feel like he has wanted to say that for a while. He nods and then shuts the front door behind him.
"So how did it go?" I wrap my arms around my boyfriend.
"Don't change the subject." He lifts my chin so I am looking at him. "Go lie down."
"Come with me." I nuzzle into his chest.
"I guess I could…" Damon acts like he is doing a favor.
I slap him on the chest and playfully glare at him. He laughs at my expression and leads me up the stairs. We get up to my room and honestly lying in bed for a little while doesn't seem that bad. I get underneath the covers and Damon follows. "Our life is a big mess." I comment, playing with his shirt.
"How so?" Damon chuckles a little because I know he is asking about which instance.
"I haven't told anyone but you about Andie. Only Caroline knows our daughters name." I sigh stressfully. "Take your pick."
"Everyone has been so busy and fighting…We can tell them these things anytime Elena." He points out.
"Yeah if I can ever get my dad alone." I grumble.
He grabs ahold of my hands and presses them to his mouth. "I will always be here. If she even slightly threatens you or says something call me okay? I am only a phone call away." He swears.
I nod letting that sink in. I am not use to relying on people so it will take some getting used to but I won't lie, I like that I have someone to count on through thick and thin.
"Don't think I forgot." I sing song to Damon. "How did it go with your dad?" I look up into his deep cerulean eyes.
"Real fucking good. But in a weird way…." Damon trails off. "He basically laid it all out and told me he was deeply sorry and no matter what happens I am his son….He seemed to feel really bad….So I forgave him….I don't think I can ever forget but I definitely want to move on and not become one of those people where their life is plagued by their horrible childhood. I want to move past it." Damon says honestly.
"I get it. And I am proud of you for doing that rather than resenting him. Takes a lot of guts." I say proudly, nuzzling deeper into his chest.
"Mhmm." He moans, liking how I keep trying to get as close as possible to him.
"I'll tell my dad when I can." I speak up after a while. Damon is rubbing my back and damn that feels amazing. "I just feel like he would want to know and nothing is getting better…." I trail off, fiddling with the collar on his shirt.
"I think that is a good decision." He kisses my head before we both slowly drift off into a nap.
…..
I jump awake to the sound of my dad's car doors closing, rubbing my eyes I take a look at my clock on the nightstand.
6:00pm
He is home early today which means Andie won't be with him because she doesn't get off till around 8:00. This might be my chance.
I look over at my dead asleep boyfriend and a smile creeps onto my face. I lean down and give him sloppy kisses on his neck, waiting for him to wake up.
He groans for another minute before slowly peeking his eyes open and showing me his beautiful eyes. I bite my lip to hide how happy I am he is here and kiss him lightly before I stand up.
"Come on old man. My dad is home…early…." I raise my eyebrows trying to indicate what I need to do.
He is still half asleep so it takes him a few moments but his eyebrows quickly pull together. "Oh!"
"Yep….Not looking forward to it so let's just go get it over with." I groan.
He lets out a deep breath before standing up and taking my hand as we head downstairs. My dad is bringing in some groceries when he spots us on the stairs.
"Oh hey you two!" He smiles happily and god I love my dad. He is one of the most positive people I have ever met almost to the point he can't be a little to opening and welcoming. I wonder where I got it from. I remember after my mom died and he was a miserable wreck for several months or more and I really felt like I lost my dad. But in no time he got himself back together and took care of me and Jeremy.
"…Dad…Can I talk to you?" My voice waivers a little, I almost feel like I am about to kill his favorite puppy or something.
He falters a little bit but nods. "Yeah…"
He finishes bringing the groceries to the kitchen, putting them away before joining us in the living room. It is kind of awkward because again…. He probably has no idea what to expect. In his mind the only big thing left that will shock him is me getting engaged. God I wish it was that and not what I am about to tell him….
I fiddle with my belly for a few moments, trying to gather words. "So…I want to talk about Andie…" I finally speak.
His face instantly lights up at her name. "Okay." He smiles brightly.
"Uhm…."I breathe out. "Well about two weeks ago when we formally met and you left to go to the office…." I try to refresh his memory. He looks confused for a moment before the light bulb clicks in his head and he nods. "She…Well…Once you left she became weird…I was trying to talk and give her a chance because I was really happy for you and…." I choke up remembering the things she said about me and my baby.
His brows furrow, not knowing at all where I am going with this. "What do you mean…What happened?"
I let out a shaky breath. "She…She said you are hers and that I should just move me and my bastard child out of the house….She said she didn't like me." My lip quivers and Damon squeezes my hand.
Everything is silent as my dad looks over my head with a blank stare. Damon puts his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him.
It is a minute later before my dad finally moves and stares hard at me. "Elena….Are you telling the truth? Or do you just not like her?" He squares his shoulders looking intently at me.
I gasp in shock and open my mouth to talk but nothing comes out.
I am about to break down crying when Damon clears his throat. "Grayson….She is telling the truth. I was out when she said most of those things but I have seen some of what Elena is describing…She doesn't like Elena at all. Trust me." He vows to my dad.
My dad groans rubbing a hand over his face. "I just…..I don't know what to believe."
I feel my rage rising. "Believe your own daughter!" I raise my voice and I can hear Damon in my ear murmuring for me to calm down. "I didn't tell you for two weeks because I wanted you to be happy dad! I really do! But I also thought you should know you are dating someone who is rude and vile but I am sorry!" I throw my hands up in the air, wanting to get away from everyone because I feel tears surfacing and I don't want anyone to see how vulnerable I am to this situation. My dad looks taken aback at my outburst and a hint of sadness and guilt etches his features.
I shake my head and stand up to get away from this horrible scene but my dad stands up, matching me.
"I will always believe you Elena." He says, looking intently into my eyes. "Always." He puts a reassuring arm around me and pulls me into a hug. "We will figure this out. But just know even if there was nothing wrong with her Elena...If anyone I am with makes you uncomfortable you can let me know and I will do whatever I can for you. Because you need me far more they do." He says while I am still wrapped up in his amazing hugs I missed.
I missed him so much.
I sneak a peek at Damon next to us, watching the scene. Much like I was earlier today with his family. We both share a quick look at each other and wonder. Maybe just maybe everything will be alright...
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AAhrhrhggh so sorry to the people who messaged me on tumblr asking when i was going to update and i said by Thursday...God...I really thought i would update by then but you know... Thanks to the INCREDIBLE reviews and messages I got :D
Literally the remaining chapters to this story are intense, amazing and crazy. I have been waiting to write these ones for a looonng time. So happy it is here sdlkfmsdlfkmsd.
Annnaaaaaaa who has been super busy and in the same position as me with her fic...She wanted me to leave you guys hanging hardcore this chapter...But...I couldn't. I don't know why. It was a good place to stop but I...things are so sad lately and coming up...I just...Couldn't do that to you guys, Damon and Elena, me...But I am sure you guys are fine with that hahaha.
4th of july is coming up...Yeah I am American hahaha so I hope to write over holidays while I celebrate with my friend. Wish me luck!
***Spoiler: I honestly don't even know what to say...It's a doozy.
PS: Side note...The lyrics at the top of this chapter is a song about pregnancy and the music video to it is the picture to this story. Amazing song. 'Someday I will understand' By the one and only Britney Jean Spears. (inspires me alot for this fic)