I walk up to the front door, my clothes squishing, due to being soaked from hours out in the hard rain. I lift my weak fist to the door, and lightly knock. "Nik, the door!" A female voice calls from inside the house. I laugh through the tears. "I know! I'm not bloody deaf!" He responds, somewhere else.
The door opens, and I see Elijah roll his eyes before turning to me. "Jenny?! Are you okay?! What's wrong?!" He asks. Instead of answering, I jump into his arms. I start crying harder, and he slowly wraps his arms around me. He walks us backward a little bit, and closes the door. Rebekah, Kol, and Nik all walk closer to us.
I sit down in some of Rebekah's clothes, and Kol hands me a blanket. I smirk and lightly laugh, and they all shake there heads. "Are you gonna tell us why you showed up soaking wet and in tears?" Kol asks. "You are the only ones that don't hate me. You all have been on this earth for a thousand years, so don't believe it's to far away. Promise me you'll believe me! Each of you!" I say, and they all look confused and concerned. "We will always believe you, Jenny. Now, please, tell us." Elijah says.
"Um, well, I might possibly, sorta, kinda, maybe, defiantly be pregnant." I say sheepishly. The four originals stare at me shocked, and I smile innocently. "How?" Rebekah asks. "Well, my friend was pregnant. Then, at her wedding, her brother killed her. Then, her coven of witches or travelers put my god-children into my stomach. Now, I'm a surrogate to my nieces." I say, and they stare at me shocked. "Tehehe?" I say, and Rebekah hugs me.
"I just don't know where to go from here. Matt is mad because I'm pregnant with someone else's guys, even though it didn't involve me and making them. Then Damon and Stefan don't believe me, and are just causing me so much pain and stress. Then Ric, I don't know what the plans are. I don't know how to talk to him about it. I don't know how I feel about this. I'm just so lost and confused." I rant to Rebekah as we sit on her bed. "How about you meet with him tomorrow? Then you can talk it all over." She suggests. "Okay, that's a good idea." I say, and she smiles.
"Do you want me to go with you?" She asks. "I want you and Elijah to go with. You to help me with the aftermath of our discussion. Elijah, because he will handle if things escalate, but still be noble about it." I say, and she nods. "Okay. You get some sleep. We will go tomorrow." She says and I nod.
I lay down in my bed, and pull the blankets over me. I close my eyes, and instantly fall asleep.
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Deadly but Silent
FanfictionGrowing up with brothers is hard. Growing up with brothers in the 1800s is hard. Growing up with brothers who keep leeving you is hard. Growing up with Damon and Stefan Salvatore as your brothers is the hardest thing ever. I'm just unfortunate e...