How To Expect The Unexpected

Pregnant Girl Problems

Much shorter update time this time. Be proud. More or less just a filler chapter, so enjoy, mates!

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The alarm went off far too early for Elena's taste, signalling that it was time for her to get up and get ready to go shopping with Caroline.

"Do we have to?" Damon groaned when he smacked the alarm to turn it off. He pressed himself even closer to her grinding his still unclothed body against hers.

"Sadly yes. You have to let me get up." She told him wriggling out of his grasp.

"Why?" He asked pulling himself closer to her yet. She laughed and pulled herself free from his embrace, picking up his shirt from the bedroom floor and putting it on, buttoning only a couple buttons up.

"I have to go have a quick shower before Care picks me up." She said walking into his en-suite bathroom.

"Fine, I'll go make us some breakfast." He said pulling a pair of lounge pants and a t-shirt on before heading out of the room. As he walked down the hall to the stairs he noticed that every other bedroom door was still shut tightly, signalling that no one else was up yet. Stefan's room was closed, though that didn't mean anything. Speaking of Stefan, Damon needed to have a talk with him and fast. Stefan had no right to say that he wasn't ever supposed to date Elena. It wasn't any and it would never be any of his business. Damon would see to it that Stefan understood that clearly. The room his mom was sleeping in was shut tight too, Giuseppe had decided that since he was there most often he got the master bedroom. Giuseppe and Elizabeth hadn't shared a bed in a long time. It was much more convenient considering that half the time she brought home her latest Italian conquest. Elizabeth and Giuseppe Salvatore was simply a show marriage, it was a sham in every other way possible. When Damon got into the kitchen he was surprised to see his dad up with a mug of coffee in front of him. Giuseppe nodded his head at him and pointed to the coffee pot on the counter.

"Thanks." Damon said. Giuseppe nodded again and went back to reading his newspaper.

"Where is Elena?" He asked after he finished the story he was reading.

"Just taking a quick shower. Caroline is picking her up to take her shopping for a dress for the dance today." Damon explained.

"Okay, listen I think you should tell your mother about the pregnancy. I know you don't owe her anything but maybe it will finally get her out of the delusion that you're going to join her in Italy when you graduate." Giuseppe suggested.

"I have been meaning to tell her." Damon said sitting down.

"I know, but you may as well tell her before Alberto shows up." Giuseppe said dryly.

"Who the hell is Alberto?" Damon demanded. He was used to hearing different names when it came to his mother. He was nearly positive that this Alberto was like all of the others. He would enjoy his relationship with Elizabeth until Elizabeth got bored. Then she would dump him and he would go back to Italy thinking that he had lost his most epic of loves.

"Exactly who you think he is." Giuseppe answered.

"And you don't care that she's essentially making a fool out of you by parading these men around?" Damon asked.

"She doesn't go out with them in public, eager to keep up the illusion of the happy Salvatore couple." Giuseppe shrugged.

"Haven't you had enough of pretending?" Damon asked. These were all questions that he had wanted to ask for a long time, he just never did. It was only fairly recent that him and his dad spoke willingly all of the time. Damon always thought that Giuseppe preferred Stefan over him but Damon understood now that his father only paid more attention to Stefan because Elizabeth only cared about Damon. Out of both of their parents the only one that was any good at all was Giuseppe.