Eat Me

Chapter 6: Honesty

Honesty

Katherine's eyes opened the minute that the sun hit her face, another morning, another goal which meant that she was closer of achieving her dream and proving Amanda and Markos wrong. It had been five days since Katherine had received the horrid news and she knew that she was achieving something.

She hadn't lost that much weight yet, but at least she was feeling lighter. She was scheduling in more cheerleading practices and focused more on playing with her food than eating it. She had thought it would be hard and that she would have to be explain to people, but so far no one had noticed and she was in the clear.

She sat up and Katherine realize immediately that something was wrong, she had woken up with a pounding headache and a slight dizzy feel. "Snap out of it, Pierce." She told herself. "You can't afford to get sick."

She dressed quickly in a short dark blue skirt and white blouse and she was just putting on her mascara when Elena came into the room. Katherine put the mascara wand down noticing that something was wrong. She knew that her sister wasn't as fashion forward as her, but usually she tried. Right now, she looked like she had just rolled out of bed.

She was wearing an old pair of jeans and a raggedy red sweater, her usual straight hair was in a messy bun and her eyes were puffy. "What's wrong, Elena?"

"Can I talk to you?" Elena asked in a squeaky voice that usually meant that she was trying hard not to cry. Katherine felt a chill go down her spine. She nodded as Elena closed the door.

"Sit," Katherine pointed to the edge of her bed. "Now tell me what happened and don't cry because then I won't be able to understand you."

"I'm pregnant." She squeaked, her body shaking. "Caroline and I went to buy pregnancy tests and I did all of them and I'm pregnant Katherine."

"Didn't you guys used a condom?" Katherine blurted out, wondering how her smart sister could be so stupid. She knew Elena wasn't on the pill.

"Not always." Elena hiccupped. "I'm guessing I'm only a few weeks pregnant, I've been getting morning sickness and stuff - "

"Does Damon know?"

She shook her head.

"Elena, you need to tell him."

"That's what Amara said." Elena sounded almost bitter. "I texted her and that's how she replied, but you don't understand Kat - I can't tell him."

"Elena, you need to tell him." Katherine said firmly. "This is his responsibility too and once you tell him you need to tell Mom and Dad and probably his parents too."

Elena turned pale. "No, I can't Mom and Dad will kill me and Damon's parents barely care about him, I doubt they will care about my baby, no Katherine I can't . . . I was so stupid-"

"It's going to be ok, Elena. Don't cry." She handed her a tissue. "Look, we're going to be late for school, but calm down. We'll figure something out, now go put some makeup on before Mom asks why you've been crying."

Elena nodded as she exited Katherine's room. Katherine grabbed her purse, a baby what the hell? Imagining Elena with a baby was like imaging Katherine being shy, it just didn't seem possible. She and Amara were going to be aunts and Elena was going to be a mother.

She walked down the stairs and almost bumped into Jenna. "Sorry, mom."

"It's ok, sweetie." She kissed her cheek. "Breakfast is on the table-"

"Actually, I'm late mom," Katherine said in fake hurry. "Rebekah and I are supposed to try out new cheering routines before class-"

"But what about breakfast?"

"I'll eat later." She lied as she hurried out the door.

Katherine felt beyond hungry once the lunch bell rang at this precise moment she would beg for food if she had too, she was starving. The cafeteria smelled of oatmeal cookies, mac and cheese, and pizza.

"So for Elijah's party I think we should have a theme." Rebekah said as she and Katherine slipped their trays down the lunch line. Elijah's birthday was in a few weeks and the girls had decided to throw him a surprise party.

"A theme?" Katherine snorted as she grabbed a plate of macaroni and cheese and a side salad. "Elijah doesn't do themes."

"Oh, come on a theme might be fun." She said. "Like Hawaiian or the 20's?"

"Yeah, no."

Rebekah rolled her eyes as they walked towards their lunch table. "You're no fun."

They sat down and Katherine stared hungrily at her food, she was starving. She grabbed her fork and immediately jabbed it into the mac and cheese.

"Well, someone is hungry." Rebekah teased lightly.

Something seemed to snap inside of Katherine, the cheese suddenly felt slimy inside her mouth, in fact the whole smell wanted to make her throw up. She forced herself to swallow once last bite, before she pushed the tray away guiltily.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She lied. "I think the cheese is bad."

Amara was close to having a mental breakdown she was sure of it. Today was the end of her first week of classes and she already felt like she was drowning in homework. It seemed every teacher she had required a long reading list, even longer essays, or sets of equations.

To make matters worse, she had taken Lexi's advice and signed up for soccer which Amara felt was the biggest mistake of all. Her first practice was tomorrow, so she had been practicing in an empty field so that she didn't make a fool of herself, but she hadn't kicked the ball inside the net once and she was growing frustrated.

"What are you doing?"

She turned around and flushed, great now Silas had seen what a pathetic soccer player she was. "Practicing. I'm on the soccer team."

Silas raised an eyebrow. "You?"

"Yes, me." She replied annoyed. "Why is that so hard to believe?"

"Because you haven't be able to make a goal for the past half an hour."

"Have you've been spying on me?" she asked furiously.

"Not spying, simply observing." He said lazily. "I can give you a few pointers if you want."

Amara was about to decline, but she was in no position too. "All right."

So for the next half hour a slightly frustrating and almost yelling Silas gave Amara a few pointers that mostly involved how to kick, dribble, and pass a soccer ball. By the end of the lesson Amara had barely managed to score a goal.

She breathed a sigh of relief. "I did it."

Silas shrugged. "Well, it wasn't that horrible, see you."

"Silas, wait. Thank you." Because besides of his smug attitude he had tried to help her.

Silas nodded and without another word he left Amara in the empty soccer field.