Like father like daughter

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My love,
I do not know if this will reach you. You have been gone five months... I miss you so. As everyday passes, I grow bigger and bigger. In the instance my letters have not come your way, I am pregnant. We believe I am nine months along, and I can feel our baby get bigger and bigger everyday. If they are a boy, I plan to name them Elijah. If a girl, she shall be named Erica. I dearly wish you and I could raise our child together, but I know you can never come home. Do not fear, my love, I will raise our child them knowing that they have a father who loves them so.
I must tell you, my love, I believe your father is coming to kill me. He hates me as if I took his children from him. He beiges me a monster. I don't know what I've done to make him hate me so, but he plans to kill me...
I must go, my love. My water just broke. I pray that this gets to you and that we will see each other again.
Until then, forever and ever, my love.

I look up at Damon and Bailey and Bailey grabs the note from my hand.

"My grandfather killed my mom! My mom knew he was coming for her, yet she did nothing to stop it. Why is their a drawing of my mother? Why does Jenny have this?! None of this makes sense!" I groan and Bailey puts a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, Erica. I know this has to be really hard, but Damon and I are here for you. Every step of the way!" I thank her and then lay my head on her shoulder. She does some kind of massage like thing to my hair and I fight a sigh of relief. I look over her shoulder and see Damon staring at us with some look on his face that I can't exactly place.

I stand up and clear my throat. I then excuse myself for a moment and head to my bedroom to clear my mind.

I stand at my desk comparing the letters and going over every detail in my mind as I try to figure out whatever big secret is going on here. I hear footsteps, so I look up and see Damon leaning against my doorframe.

"Sorry, I just needed a minute. What's up?" He studies something on the floor as if he's avoiding saying something. "What is it, Damon?"

"You and Bailey. Is that a thing?" My heart starts beating really hard and I realize how obvious I've been with what I think about her. I knew it was obvious, but not this obvious.

"You don't have to talk about this with me. I'm a teenage girl and you're an old dude, and I know back then it was weird for two girls to even hold hands or anything, but I really like her. She makes me feel safe and as if I can be who I really am with her. I feel loved and cared for with her. She's the first person who's ever made me feel alive my whole life. Crap. I said you didn't have to talk about this. I'm sorry."

Damon looks at me with a smile and pulls me into a hug.

"Listen, kid. I don't care if your straight or gay or whatever. I'm a vampire, I've had my fair share of going against the 'back then ways'. As long as your happy, I don't care." I smile and wrap my arms tightly around his shoulders.

"You're the first person I've ever told this. I'm bisexual. That means I like girls and guys. I know it's weird and confusing to people, but it's just as weird and confusing for me. Thank you for not hating me!"

I then hear footsteps, so I look at the door and see Bailey standing in the doorway. My heart drops to my stomach as I realize I probably just chased her away.

Before I can say anything, Bailey walks in a fast stride towards me and pulls me into a kiss.