Hmmm...This chapter is too all the Call her Ms. Gilbert fans.
Earlier that same day...
Alaric waited in his office for Matt Donovan. He was pacing his office floor and his finger was tapping against his chin as he thought.
Something was wrong.
He saw Elena get on Damon's ride the entire time since school started.
His face was beet red with anger, on the first day of school, no less.
But he let that slid and shook his head.
That was until one day after lunch, Damon was in Elena's class.
They were laughing and talking. Elena was bent over the desk and her cleavage was in his face as she helped him with whatever.
Elena should be his, he thought as he stormed off.
But something was off.
He had asked her out on a date and he missed it because he was with Jenna.
Jenna was nice but a bit bitchy and great in bed.
Elena was pretty and hot with a nice curved ass.
She had such a nice ass.
Alaric shuddered and then kept pacing his room.
Matt should have been there already.
If he didn't tell him what he wanted to know, Alaric would cut off his scholarship for football.
Yup he would.
He so would.
Alaric tried to call Henry, his best friend, and ask him did he know anything.
Henry didn't answer. Didn't call back.
What was wrong with him?
Alaric walked back to his desk and sat down. He fixed his desk straight, rearranging the pencils and pens. He looked at his computer desk and saw an I.M from Jenna.
Take me back, she had said.
No, old bitch, Alaric replied.
He signed out and then looked at the door ahead.
Matt would walk in, soon.
Alaric hoped.
Alaric sat at his desk for twenty minutes before Matt walked in.
He was wearing his football jersey and jeans.
Matt slugged off his backpack and let it hit the floor with a soft thud.
He sat down in the chair in front of Alaric and nervously smiled.
Matt knew what Alaric wanted and he would give it to him.
Damon was THAT guy that everybody wanted.
Matt was still upset for Caroline shouting out Damon's name in bed.
He didn't dump her but just stopped talking to her for a little bit.
He was just so angry.
Damon was his best friend but having a girl call out some others guys name while he fucked her was a shame to him and his manhood.
He hadn't got his self up in weeks, he kept hearing his name.
Matt shook his head and looked at Alaric.
He'd be late for class but he didn't care.
Alaric would have his back.
"Tell me everything you know, Matt Donovan." Alaric said it short and simple and straight to the point.
Matt opened his mouth and then closed it shut.
He shouldn't do this.
Damon was his friend. Damon was his friend.
Yup Damon was his friend.
Friends no more.
Friends no more.
;..;
Back where we were...
Elena sat in her classroom on her desk as she looked at the three teenage men stood before her. Her classroom door was closed and everyone was at lunch.
She'd have them excuse. After her class laid empty she walked towards her trashcan and threw up. The guys came by her side and smoothed her back and pulled her fallen hair back as she threw up. After she was done, she excused herself and walked briskly towards the rest room to wash out her mouth. She didn't want to talk to Damon's friends with bad breath.
That was un-lady like of her.
Katherine would have her throat.
She had came back and found them all standing there in a little circle. It reminded her of when she went to school. The "cool" kids would talk about you behind your back and then act nice to your face, but that wasn't the case.
They accepted her. They weren't talking about her. They were talking about Matt.
Matt. The one of the pack who went and told.
The one of the pack that snitched them out and they were in deep shit because of it.
The snitch. The snitch. The snitch.
Those words kept running through Elena's mind.
The snitch. The snitch. The snitch.
Elena placed her hand on her stomach and rubbed her stomach. It felt calming to her and she liked it.
Damon would always do this at home for her.
She loved him for that and besides the great bad ass sex, but that was another story for another time.
"What are you guys going to do to Matt?" She didn't care at all about Matt. He ratted her and Damon out. But her job as a teacher came first.
If she was still a teacher.
"Beat him up most likely. Why?" Tyler had fire in his eyes. A fire that Elena was afraid of. The type of fire that meant he was going to kill someone.
She hoped not.
"I'm a teacher and I can't allow that." Elena paused and shook her head. Teaching was her job and her dream. All because of Matt, she might have lost her dream.
Yeah, it was her fault for getting involved with Damon, her student, but she did it anyway and she couldn't stop herself for falling in love with him.
She was in love with him and was having his kid.
"Elena, you don't understand. We all trusted Matt with this. Damon trusted all of us with this. If Damon finds out about this, he'll have Matt's head. It's bad enough Alaric threaten you." Stefan was looking at Elena and Jeremy.
Jeremy's face was as red as a apple. His fists were clenched and veins were forming on his white forehead. His lips were closed tightly shut as he stared at the door as if he was waiting for someone to walk in.
The waves of anger was coming off of him in waves and every one in the room could feel it.
"Don't tell Damon this. I'll handle it." Elena tried to reassure them. She didn't want violence. She didn't want no fights.
Her and Damon could handle this.
"No, Elena," Stefan's voice was slight deeper than she ever heard it. He spoke a lot in her class. "Damon is the meanest of the mean. If he finds out. I don't know what he'll do."
Jeremy finally looked at Elena. He cracked his knuckles and stretched his muscles. "He'll kill him."
Jeremy turned his head and made his way towards the door. He opened the door and slammed it shut behind him.
Elena jumped as the door slammed and then looked at the two teenage boys in front of her.
Tyler had his hands clinched and Stefan looked calm but slightly worried.
"I wish things hadn't got so complicated. I'm a twenty two year old teacher with an eighteen year old boy. I'm pregnant and my sister is more happy than I am, which I find pretty hard since I'm the pregnant one." Elena rubbed her stomach and sunk her head low, looking at the floor. "I wish I knew what to do. If I get in Alaric's face then he'll fire and I don't want to lose my job. I don't want to lose my dream, but I don't want to lose Damon. I don't..."
Elena grew quiet and shook her head. She felt like crying and she didn't want to cry.
She just wanted to go home and maybe sit in the tub and soak, but she had many more hours of school and would have to wait.
She hated waiting.
The room was silent. Neither of them didn't know what to say because their owns thoughts were taking over.
What to do?
How to react?
Tell Damon or not?
Not care?
Leave?
Walk away?
Cry?
Shout and scream to the blue sky?
What?
Elena felt her phone vibrate on her desk and she looked over at it and gulped deep in her throat.
It was Damon.
She let it vibrate twice before she answered.
"Hello, Elena. I miss you. I'm on break right now, but I'll see you home soon."
He sounded so happy.
She didn't want to ruin it but he could have been angry that she didn't tell him and someone did.
She'd hate that.
"Damon, something happened at school."
Elena watched as Tyler and Stefan stepped closer to her.
Their eyes were opened wide, slightly wide, not sure what to say.
Could they take the phone with Elena and tell Damon that she was fine and handle the situation themselves?
No.
Damon had a right to hear it from Elena not them.
"What happened? Are you okay? Are you sick? Did you throw up? Is anyone bothering you, I'll beat them up. Where is the gang? They are supposed to be helping you. If you have any cravings, just tell them and they'll run to the store. I'll pay them back later."
He sounded so worried.
Elena was much more in love.
"Stefan and Tyler are right here. Jeremy left and Matt. I don't know where he is. Alaric called me out of class and said somethings." Elena paused and stood up. Her head was starting to hurt and she didn't want it to hurt anymore. Plus she was starving and would have loved if she ate what Damon made her last night.
"What did he say to you?"
She could hear the worry. She could hear all his emotions in his voice.
It made her even sad.
"He knows. He knows, Damon. He knows that I'm pregnant and that your the father."
She closed her mouth shut and felt like catching the words back in her mouth and not worrying about it anymore. But it was already out in the open.
"How?" She could hear the anger in his voice. She could hear it and she wished that she could calm him down but that was impossible. She heard the argument between his father and she was scared. His words didn't sound angry but she knew he was.
She felt it.
"Someone told." She wanted to bite back her words and hold it back and push it down her body and let it burn in acid.
But she couldn't.
"Who told? Don't play with me." He had boom in his voice.
Elena gulped. Took a deep breath. She didn't want to say but she had too.
"Matt."
It was silence. Dead silence on the phone. She couldn't even hear Damon breathe.
Did he hang up and was making his way over to pummel Matt?
Or...
Was he slowly taking it in, that one of his friends ratted him out?
"I'll see you at home. I love you, bye."
She said it back to him, not sure what else to say. She wouldn't be able to change his mind, she knew. She hoped to distract him, to get him off the road of Matt.
But Damon was already on the road to Matt.
Damon was going to nearly beat him to death.
Elena had nothing to say.
Nothing to say at all.
;..;
Matt was walking home. It was nearly seven and he had to meet up with Caroline. She said she was sorry for shouting out someone elses name, Damon no less.
Matt shrugged it off and let it fly past him, even if it still bothered him.
He was almost on his way home from football practice. He would change when he got home and then go to the movies.
The plan was to go to The Grill, but Damon would most likely be working there and he didn't want to face him.
To lie to him.
They weren't friends after all.
Matt continued to walk down the street, his ipod blasting in his ears as he walked.
He was listening to Pantera-Walk and it was a good song.
He tapped to the beat with his fingers on his thighs and didn't even hear the pounds of sneakers hitting the sidewalk behind him.
He didn't know that someone was following him as he walked, whistling to the toon.
The person grabbed Matt by his arm and pulled him around to face him.
Matt stood there stunned at the unknown person who grabbed him.
He had on a black mask and only his eyes were showing.
The unknown person ripped Matt's headphones out of his ears, pulling the device from his pocket and throwing it onto the ground.
Not caring.
The unknown person punched Matt in the face and Matt's head flung back at the impact.
The unknown person kept punching Matt in the face and was chanting.
All Matt heard was,
"We trusted you. We trusted you."
I hope this chapter was long enough for you guys. I loved writing it and my fiancee helped me write most of it. The last part was all of him and his "gangstaness". I hope the chapter was good. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW.