Written In the Stars

Chapter 2

Chap 2

I am sitting in my hotel room that I've had for about a week now. I left mine & Hope's home, the day that Steffy revealed that the baby she was carrying was mine. The second we arrived back at the cabin, I could really feel how distraught and angry Hope was over this. I couldn't blame her. After, a few minutes of being back at the cabin with her, I knew my only option was to give her space and time.

If I was truthful with myself, I needed the time too.

Being alone the past week, has really given me a chance for perspective on everything, and everyone that I've hurt because of my selfishness. It has always been about me, and my wants. I never cared about anyone else. I've never understood how my actions have caused so much destruction until now.

I have not heard from Steffy nor Hope since Steffy read the results to us in her living room the other day. Steffy and I didn't make any further plans, as not too soon after the reveal, and Hope's explosive words to Steffy and I, did Hope run out of Steffy's house. I followed her immediately, saying nothing to Steffy or Finn on the way out. I figured, time is what they both need and they would reach out to me when they were ready.

Even with all the pain and misery I have caused, I still can't get the fantasy of Steffy and I raising our babies together as a family. I can't even begin to describe how I feel knowing that Steffy is carrying my child. It gives me so much joy.

I take a picture of Steffy, Kelly and I out of my wallet. It was taken not too long ago probably a couple weeks before we made love. We are so happy in the picture. If you didn't know us or our history, you would think that we were this truly happy family and that we were still actually together. I stare at it softly, imagining what life could be like for us and remembering our night together. I get lost for a minute, thinking about how she ran her fingers through my hair and down the nape of my neck, before she scratched my back with her nails. The feelings I felt, in the way she called and moaned my name out so passionately, and her face, her eyes as if they were looking straight through me into my soul as I entered her and when we finally released together. We have always been so in tuned with each other, our bodies, what we each liked, our needs and the things that would push us to our limits. I couldn't forget those quiet moments afterwards, when we held each other, snuggled close and professed our love for each other, and that it's only ever been each other.

We talked in a way that we hadn't talked to each other in a long time. We confided in each other, our hopes and regrets, and how much we still wanted this, and wanted each other. We poured our hearts to each other, knowing what could be. She ran her hands softly through my facial scruff throughout the night to relax me and comfort me, with all that had been revealed to us that night and with my realization that I knew what I had lost with Steffy and Kelly. She knew I was broken, and I knew that there was no one that would be able to take my pain and anguish away more than she could. She has always known. My heart is full of so much love and joy at the thought of Steffy and the love that is still between us. I feel a tinge of excitement and want for her.

***

Suddenly, bringing me out of my daydream bliss is a knock at the door.

"Coming," I say, putting the picture of us down on the nightstand.

"Wyatt," I sigh almost disappointed, as I open the door all the way, letting him in.

"You know, I wouldn't have to drive all the way over here, if you would pick up your phone for once," Wyatt scowls at me. He stands near the table by the door dropping his keys and phone, before sitting down.