Hey, everyone! Happy 4th of July! I am so sorry I haven't updated since, what? December? I'm trying to focus on this other story I've been trying to write, and so far, I'm on chapter 17 of that, so…

Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries. L.J. Smith and the CW do.

Damon's POV

I'm going to be… a dad? So far, I've come up with two options:

I stay with Elena and the baby and become the ultimate family man.

I leave. I fear I'll be a terrible father like my own.

Right now, I'm leaning more towards option 1, but option 2 is still open. I just don't want to hurt Elena or the baby. But it will hurt Stefan if I stay. P art of me would be happy that Stefan would be suffering because it isn't his baby, but the other part would feel kind of bad since she is his girlfriend.

What? Damon Salvatore: guilty?

I knew I shouldn't have let my feelings get in the way with Elena. Then we wouldn't even be in this predicament. Feelings suck. They make you feel weak. They crush you.

Stefan's POV

I jumped up through Elena's window. She was writing something in her diary.

"What are you writing, there?"

She shut the book and spun around, alarmed.

"Oh, Stefan! You scared me!"

I smiled.

"Why are you here," Elena asked curiously.

"We were going to go on a date, remember?"

She looked confused. "We were?"

"Yeah… the other night we said that we would go to the Grill and hang out…" Did she seriously not remember that?

"Oh! Stefan, I'm so sorry! I forgot!"

"Oh… that's ok, then. I guess I'll go." I started to walk back over to her window, but she stopped me.

"No! That's ok! I'll just get changed really fast and we can go to the Grill!"

She pushed me into the bathroom that connected her's and Jeremy's rooms, went back into her room, and shut the door so she could change.

What's been wrong with Elena, lately? I noticed she's been worried and stressed. So much, that she totally forgot that we were going on a date tonight?

I sighed. Then something caught my eye. In the trash, was a little white stick.

I curiously picked it out of the trash can. My suspicion was right. It was a pregnancy test. A used, positive pregnancy test. And there's only one woman in this house.

Elena is pregnant.

It has to be mine! I mean, I'm the only one she's done it with! It has to be… unless… no. She wouldn't. Not with Damon. Would she? Just the thought of it being Damon's baby made me so angry!

I knocked on her door.

"Elena? Are you finished?"

She opened the door to her room.

"Yeah. I was just—," She froze when she saw what I was holding in my hand. Her eyes immediately filled up with tears.

"Stefan—," She tried to explain to me, but I wouldn't have any of it.

"Is it his? Tell me if it is or so God help me…"

"Yes," She whispered. "I didn't want it to happen like this, though! I was going to tell you!"

"Elena! How could you! You're my girlfriend, yet you sleep with him! He gets everything he's ever wanted, even you! The one thing I've ever wanted was to be with you, and he took that away from me, too!" I burst out.

Tears were pouring down Elena's face.

"I'm so sorry, Stefan," was all she said.

"We're through," I whispered, even though I was still so angry. This was it. I broke up with Elena.

I jumped out her window, but I could hear her pleading for me not to go. I didn't listen.

Elena's POV

Done. My relationship with Stefan is done. Part of me feels relived, I was finally free. The other part of me was dying, though. Stefan meant so much to me, and now I hurt him so badly.

Why do all the bad things always happen to me? Why can't they happen to someone else?

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