Chapter fifty-two

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I stand back up, running after Scott, pulling him by his bag.
"wait" I say, stopping him
He turns around facing me,
"elena, I need to go to practise" he says, turning back around
I pull his bag again, "it can wait" I say
"I don't get you" I say
"What did I do now?" He asks
"Don't be like that" I say
"Like what?" He asks
"Like this" I say
"What am I doing?" He asks, as he chuckles
"you told me, we were completely done" I say
"I know?" he says, more as a question
"now you're questioning me about my love life" I say
"well I'm sorry" he says, as he turns around
I walk infront of him, "sorry? that's it" I say
He laughs, throwing his arms about, "what do you expect me to say?" He asks
"something else, maybe." I say
He throws his lacrosse bag over his shoulder, as he starts walking off.
"There's nothing else to say" he says, as he keeps walking

The bell rings out of nowhere, interrupting all of my confusing thoughts.
I head over to my car, as I than head home.

I walk over to my kitchen, to see a note sitting on the bench.
I pick it up, as I start to read it,
"I've decided to stay with my dad for a few weeks, I'll be back before you know it. Lots of love , ali xx".
She's just arrived here and she's left so soon, typical Ali, I think to myself, as I chuckle.

Unexpectedly my phone starts to ring, I reach down in my bag to get it, as I answer it.
[Elena Gilbert?] He asks
[yes?] I say
[its doctor lewis, I have something to discuss with you. but I would very much rather if you came down to the hospital, so we could talk there] he says
[ill be right there] I say as I end the phone call, reaching down grabbing my keys, as I head out the door.

I walk into the hospital waiting room, where I wait for a few hours.
The doctor than walks out, as he calls out, "elena Gilbert?".
I smile as I stand up, following him into the room.
"Thankyou for coming in" he says
I sit down, "no worries" I say
He turns on his computer, as he turns facing me, "there's been alittle bit of a mix up" he says
"Mix up?" I ask, in a confused tone
He coughs before he starts to speak, "the scans we had checked before, weren't your scans" he says
I look over to him, "okay?" I say
"meaning, this is your scan" he says, showing it up, in his computer
I lean in, looking at it, "I don't get what you're trying to say" I say
"In this one, which wasn't yours, you could see the baby. In your scan, there's no baby" he says
"wait, so you're saying"
"You're not pregnant" he says, cutting me off

I feel this sign of relief and guilt at the same time.
I feel like a massive weight has been taken off my chest, I feel so relieved, which makes me feel guilty.
I faintly smile, looking up to the doctor, "is that all?" I ask
He nods, "that's all" he says

After I'm finished at the hospital, I decide to make a quick stop, before I go home.
I take my car keys out of the ignition, as I get out of my car.
I walk up the stairs, as I stand at his door, ringing the doorbell.
I hear footsteps coming towards the door, as the door opens up.
"Elena" Stefan says, looking up in shock
"can i come in?" I ask
He nods, as he opens up the frontdoor, as I walk in.

I glance around his house, as I'm walking into the loungeroom,
"It's nice" I say, as I sit down on the lounge
"thanks" he says, as he sits down next to me
I look over to him, "you didn't call" I say
"been busy" he says
I nod, "right" I say
"Elena about this baby" he mumbles
I look over to him
"I want to have it with you" he says
"Stefan im---"
He cuts me off, "I want to do this" he says
"I'm not pregnant" I say
"What do you mean, you're not pregnant?" He asks
"The scans were mixed up, I was never pregnant" I say
"Is that the reason you came, to tell me that?" He asks
"yeah" I mumble, as I nod
"well are you okay?" He asks
"I'm fine" I say

I look over towards his room, to see his suitcase, with everything packed in it.
He looks over to see what I'm looking at, as he looks back over to me.
"You were going to leave?" I ask
"I'm still going to leave" he says
I look up at him in confusion, "what, to go where" I say
"I got that job offer, in London, for a year." he says
"were you going to tell me?" I ask
"I want you to come with me" he says
"You know I can't. I've got school and I'm in the middle of trying to get a job" I say
"Drop out of school for a year, you don't need a job right now" he says, "come with me" he says, grabbing ahold of my hand
"Stefan, I can't. I've got to go, I'll call you when I get home, we will work this out" I say
"If you leave, when you come back. I'll be gone and we will be done" he says
I stand at the door, as I stop for a second, as I keep walking out the door.

I walk down into my car, as I drive home.
I get inside, as I pick up my phone, trying to call Stefan,
Straight to message bank.
I call again, the same again.
"I can't let him go, I want to be with him" I say, as I grab my keys, running back out to my car.

I pull up at his house, as I run up to his door, opening it, walking inside.
"Stefan" I yell, looking around
"Stefan" I call out
I walk into his room, to see all his clothes in his closet are gone.
I sit on the end of his bed, as I try to ring him again.
*BUZZ BUZZ* *BUZZ BUZZ*
I look around to see where the sound is coming from to see Stefan's phone on the ground calling.
I reach down to pick it up, as I sit there, as my eyes begin to water.

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