I had kicked Damon out of my home. Since we found out about the pregnancy I and he had been having a lot of rows. I think I am just hormonal I mean I am now 6 months pregnant! My whole figure that I had worked on was gone. I was just a fat teenager. I looked in the mirror and sighed, yet more spots had appeared on my greasy skin. I had begun thinking keeping this child was a bad idea. I didn't feel like going to school today so I lay on my bed until Damon came over. He told me Genna had popped out. I didn't see why it mattered that she was out when he was in because she knew about the pregnancy and seem fine about it but there was something bad between them. They couldn't bear to be in the same room as each other. I sat up in bed and Damon brought me a Hot chocolate over. I indulged until he spoke.
"Elena an old friend of yours is here to see you"
A manly figure, which I recognised, walked in. It was Stefan. Stefan Salvatore. Damon's brother, my ex and I guess my babies uncle.
After stefen had left Damon put some magazines in front of me. I looked down at them. "Wedding magazine's?" I asked. "Yes, I figured that if you're having the baby we should be married" Damon said. "Damon I'm 6 months pregnant, fat and ugly I don't feel like walking down the aisle. I got up from the bed and hit him with my pillow. He grabbed me softly by the wrist as sat me on the bed. "You'll always be beautiful to me Elena. Even when our baby come and you're tired you'll be gorgeous." I sighed and kissed him softly on the cheek. I suppose he would be a good husband but we decided to leave it till the child was born.