Facing your fears is hard. Especially when you're telling your, um, well- old, boyfriend, that he has two children he doesn't know about..

After 4 years of contemplating, you were finally here. In front of Jed's fancy ass school, where he should, still going to college.

With your mother looking after the twins, you felt nervous. Not because you didn't trust your mother, no. It was the fact that your brain was only thinking if the worst even scenarios.

What if he didn't believe you? I mean, you did wait almost 4 years to bring it up.
What if he didn't love you anymore? He technically didn't break up with you. He just texted "I'm sorry", then just ghosted you.
What if he didn't accept his children? The pit in your stomach grew at the thought...

~switch

Pushing it to the back of my mind, I continued on the wide dirt path. Patting down the white dress that I wore, I take in a deep breath before walking up to the big iron gate.

Moments later, I huffed. I took in the beautiful scenery, and zoned out, soon feeling my wings spread across my back. Ruffling them a bit, I smiled, looking up at the faint glowing halo.

I flapped the big mounds on my back, my (h/l) (h/c) hair whirling in the wind behind me. Flying up into the air, I take off over the gate and over to what I assumed, was the college portion of the school and it's dormitory's.

I spotted the entrance down below and dived, hiding my wings once again as I landed on the gravel path that lead up to the door. As I suspected, two people came barreling out of the school, in, let's just say a particular protective stance.

"Who the hell are you? And what do you want with the school?" the older one out of the two spoke, a chestnut haired man who pointing a sword at me. Next to him was a young woman with auburn hair, holding out her hands, seemingly ready to partake in magic.

I stuck my arms up into the air, leveling them with me head. "I mean you no harm. I just wish to speak to one of your students. I am an angel" I said softly, making sure that my demeanor was calm.

They looked unsure, but eventually put down their weapons. "Come inside" the man said, motioning to the unusually large doors leading into the buildings.

I stepped one foot inside, the wood floors clicking my shoes. There weren't to many people in the hallway, but the few who were snapped their heads up at me.

I looked down at my bare legs, hoping to settle my anxiety. A few seconds later, I was brought to what looked like a principal's office. They sat me down in a chair and looked at me with serious eyes.

"How do we know we didn't just bring a potential threat into our school?" the girl finally spoke up, and I looked up at her. "I'm guessing you want to hear my entire life story?" I said sarcastically, and sighed as they both just shrugged there shoulders.

So I did. I told them about my death, my relationship, my pregnancy, and my journey to tell the father. They didn't question the avoidance of the name of the father.

"She's not lying. I can tell" the girl said, and she extended her hand out to me. "I'm Hope, Hope Mikealson" she introduced, and I shook her hand with a blooming smile. "(Y/n)" I responded, and turned to the man whilst dropping her hand.

"Alaric Sultzman. But since your at my school, just call me Dr. Sultzman" he said, and we shook hands as well. After a few moments of chatting, the sound of footsteps and loud voices were heard in the hallway.

I took a nervous breath, looking at the door. Hope put a hand on my shoulder, rubbing it slightly. "You'll be alright. I'm sure whoever your baby daddy is will love your children as much as you do" she chuckled, and I joined her in it.

Slowly rising to my feet, I felt my hands shake. I put my hand on the doorknob, taking another deep breath. "(Y/n) before you go, may I ask you this?" I heard Dr. Sultzman say, and I turned around, giving a quiet hum. "What's the fathers name?"

I smiled. "Jed" I said quickly, turning around before I could see their reactions. Taking the doorknob in hand once again, I ventured into the hallway, prepared to find my love.