The Other Original Vampire

Chapter Fourteen

I looked around my newly emptied bedroom in the Salvatore Boarding House, I was leaving. I had no reason to be here now, boxes were filled with decades worth of clothes and memories, not that any of these mattered anymore. Damon was gone, Damon didn't love me, he was in love with the doppelganger slut, not the one who had stayed by his side through thick and thin for the past one hundred and fourty five years.

I looked towards the doorway and saw Stefan standing there, leaning against the door frame with his arms folded across his rather large chest, he was watching me, a sorry look was in his eyes, "Hey, Annabelle... I'm sorry about my brother you know... I really didn't think that he would sink this low."

I sighed and then frowned deeply, "I know, Stefan. But the past, is the past. I need to move on now. I need to get on with my life, and get over Damon."

I frowned as a sudden pain shot through my stomach and screamed, clutching at my stomach and falling to the floor, Stefan widened his eyes and ran over to me, trying to support me as I screamed and thrashed out in pain. The pain stopped as suddenly as it had stopped and I lay down on the floor, sweating and frowning at the sudden pain, I lifted my shirt slightly and looked down at my stomach and frowned in frustation, there was a bump. A rounded bump, like those baby bumps you see on women all the time. Although, this couldn't be a baby bump, that wasn't possible, I was a vampire, and so was Damon, and as Damon was the only man I had slept with in over one hundred years, it would've had to have been his. But vampires can't procreate, not now nor have they ever been able to do so. 

I looked up at Stefan, his face was as equally confused as mine, I furrowed my eyebrows in frustration and stood up slowly with his help. I looked up at him, "I think I need a word with your brother."

-

After doing my fair bit of research, I had managed to find Katherine Pierce's apartment, it was on the outskirts of Mystic Falls, but by no means was it in the bronx, it was absolutely massive, for saying it was only for her... And now Damon.

I wandered up to the door and knocked, just as I was knocking I saw Katherine open the door, a soft smirk was planted on her lips, "I presume you're here to see Damon," she said, pursing her lips, her voice in a mocking tone. Her hair was in it's normal bouncy, volumized curls, right down her back. She was wearing tight black jeans and a purple tank top with stunningly fabulous heels. 

"Look," I said, clearly agitated, "I have no intention of talking to you, or even knowing of your existence. But I swear to God if you cross my path, I will rip off that bloody head of yours and feed it to a pack of wolves," I growled and shoved past her, seeing Damon sitting on the sofa, "You," I said, "I need a word and now."

Damon nodded slightly and stood up, clearly confused and followed me out to outside of Katherine's apartment, "Annabelle, I..." he started.

"Don't." I said cutting him off, "I am not interested in your aplogies, or your excuses," I said, and lifted up my shirt slightly. revealing a baby bump, "But what I do need you to know is, that I think I'm pregnant. And it can only be yours."

Damon's eyes widened just as his brother's had just a few hours earlier and he stepped closer to me and rested his hand on my stomach, I gulped slightly at the touch and watched him carefully, "Annabelle, I.... How is this even possible?" 

I shruged, watching him, "I have no idea."

"I'm so sorry," he murmured, obviously not having a clue what else to do. 

"That's not all I wanted you to know, Damon. I'm leaving Mystic Falls, for good. You won't ever see me again, nor this baby. I hope you and Katherine have a good life together," I snapped, turning away from him. Before I could realize what he was doing, he had grabbed my arm and pulled me against him and was kissing me roughly, I wanted to push him away, I tried to, but everything in my body was telling me not to, after about a minute of pure passion, he pulled away slightly and murmured, "You're not leaving me Annabelle, I need to prove to you that all of this was Katherine's doing." He said and held out his phone, "Come with me."

-

After following Damon to the nearest Costa coffee shop, I was sitting beside him and he handed my a phone with a voice recording on, I took out some out some earbuds and plugged them in so that I could hear what was being said over the noise of the coffees being made and the people making their orders. 

"Damon, you know I'm right. And you also know I'm not a chicken," I heard, Katherine's voice playing and then a gulp, "You know for a fact, that now I have this white oak stake, I'll kill her. In front of you, making you watch while you're just lying there, too helpless to move, too helpless to do anything but croak while I kill her. She'll burst into flames, just like her father, Mikael. You remember that, don't you?"  I heard her ask. I heard slight movement, but then I heard Damon, "First of all, don't you dare touch her, of me for that matter. And second of all, what do you want me to do?" And then I heard Katherine's voice, "Well Damon, I want you to break up with her."

I widened my eyes in shock and looked up to Damon, "It was her all along...?" He nodded slowly, and lightly gripped onto my chin, forcing me to look him in the eyes.

"I love you Annabelle, and I want to be with you, and I want to be here, for you, and for whatever this little thing is, brewing up in your belly." I couldn't help but giggle quietly and smile, "I love you too."