Eat Me

Chapter 8: Love Me

Love Me

Katherine dragged three pictures towards her email that was going to be send to Amanda, it had been four weeks since that horrible day and Katherine wanted to remind them not to forget about her as well, as show the her improvement.

Over the course of four weeks she had lost weight, a few people wouldn't be able to see it, but Katherine could and she was sure that Amanda and Markos would as well. Katherine stared at her pictures. Her waist seemed a little smaller and her thighs weren't as round so that was good, her stomach definitely needed a little bit of toning, but she could fix that.

"Katherine?"

Crap, Jenna. Katherine closed her computer screen down and stared at Jenna sweetly like an innocent deer. "Yes, Mom?"

Jenna didn't seem to notice her nervousness. "Have you noticed anything weird about Elena? She seems to be acting strange."

Of course, she's pregnant, she wanted to sarcastically point out but she didn't. Elena had just become one month and two weeks pregnant and despite the morning sickness she was starting to grow a tiny baby bump that she was hiding with loose cardigans. Both she and Damon had been too cowardly to tell her parents, but Katherine knew that they needed to tell them the truth.

They had already told Damon's parents and they had basically told them that it was their problem, so no help there.

"Strange, no," Katherine lied. "She's probably a little stress, you know school and stuff."

Jenna studied her face. "Are you ok? You look a little pale."

"I'm fine, mom god."

Once Jenna left she went into the bathroom and stepped on the scale, Katherine dreaded the annoying ting sound because she didn't know what to expect. It finally stopped at 120 pounds.

Katherine closed her eyes in utter dismay, at 5'7 it was a perfectly healthy weight, but it wasn't good enough to become a model, even her tummy felt snug in her purple and blue pajama pants.

Katherine looked to her side and stared at the toilet seat, she had heard from other girls around school that throwing up really helped loosen the pounds quickly, but Katherine didn't even know how to make herself throw up.

In the movies, she always saw girls stick their fingers down their throats. She grabbed her toothbrush and looked down, trying to force the toothbrush in as much as she could. The pain seemed to be unbearable at first, it felt like someone was strangling her, but she felt herself retching into the toilet bowl. It was not pleasant.

She looked down weakly as saw the remains of the little dinner she ate last night. She had done it.

She had taught herself to throw up, Katherine knew it was sick, but she felt a little proud of herself in a twisted kind of way as she walked across school, at least now she didn't have to worry about every time she craved something, she even felt lighter.

"Stefan!" she said when she noticed Stefan walking to class. "Hey, you're on the cross country team right?"

"Yeah, why?" Stefan gave her an adorable grin.

"I need a few pointers," she said. "I'm so out of shape, can you train me?"

"Sure." He nodded as he looked at her slim figure. "Next week after school?"

"Perfect."

This was it, Elena couldn't hide it any longer, and she needed to tell her parents. Her clothes were still fitting, but she could see the outline of a baby bump already forming. She needed to tell them, Damon had already told his parents and they had barely blinked, but she thought that Alaric and Jenna might react differently.

"It's going to be ok, Elena." Damon whispered squeezing her hand. "You'll see."

Elena sincerely doubt it, but she didn't say anything, the front door opened and in came Jenna and Alaric. Their smiles faded when they saw Damon, they knew who he was and his reputation and by the looks on their faces, Elena should have invited the devil instead.

"Elena, hi," there was a strange look on Jenna's face. "Damon?"

"Hi, Mrs. Pierce." Damon said. "Elena and I wanted to talk to you."

"I don't have any idea why," Alaric said tensely.

"Dad, please sit down." Her parents did as they were told and Damon squeezed her hand. "I haven't been completely honest with you, for two years Damon and I have been dating secretly, and I was sneaking out of the house all summer and now . . . I'm pregnant. One month and three weeks exactly and Damon is the father."

Their parents sat completely motionless for a moment, until Alaric suddenly sat up and grabbed Damon by the collar of his shirt. "Son of a-"

"Dad!"

"Alaric!"

Between Elena and Jenna they managed to pull Alaric away.

Jenna's face was pale. "How did this happen, I mean we told you about birth control methods . . . you could have talked to us... you're only eighteen Elena."

"Sneaking behind out backs . . . still in high school . . . my baby is having a baby."

"We're really sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Pierce," Damon said lamely. "Elena and I are going to try and work it out-"

"You're going to try," Alaric laughed harshly. "A baby is on the way pal, there is no room for trying. Get out, both of you, you are no longer welcome here."

"Alaric-"

"No Jenna," Alaric said firmly. "They are adults now, they should be able to handle their own mess's high school graduate or not, all I know is that Elena is no longer going to be living under my roof."

"You're seriously kicking me out?" Elena's voice gave out a painful squeak.

Damon put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, his eyes were angry as well. "Let's go, Elena, come on you can stay at my place."