Before You (BY: Book 1)

What The Hell?!

Lena's POV

It's been now three weeks since Sharon came visit us, and I can very much see the change in Stef. She was much more relax and happier even. Everything was honestly perfect. Sharon came back a few times and it was great, we had a very good time, and I could see her trying as hard as she could to be more open and understanding, at this pace she would be completely out of control in a few months, but it was still very nice to see.

Sure, she drives Stef crazy at time, which is hilarious if you ask me, but it was so sweet to watch them interact and laugh together.

On my part, I was feeling pretty great. When Stef is happy, I'm happy and I have almost everything I have ever wish for. My relationship with Brandon was more and more meaningful and I was seeing him as he was my own son, and I wasn't scared of that anymore. I loved him and it was evident that he loved me too since he couldn't get away from me when I was here, making Stef a little bit jealous even though I know she loves it more than anything.

Now, I was looking forward the next step, I wanted to start to build a family with Stef. Everything we have is already so good that I can't help but want more and more of it. More of her, more of Brandon, more babies, marriage, everything. However, I was still hesitant to admit it to her. Not that she gave me any indication that she wouldn't want the same, but it just that every time I thought I could get more in the past, I was just left high and dry which was very painful and hard to come back from.

At some point we would have to disgust this, but for now I guess we'll stay in our perfect little bubble for I've notice that Stef was just living one day after an another when I was more one to plan everything. She was in the here and now. We are happy right now and that's all that matter to her, I'm just more worried for the future than she is.

Anyway, I was currently at my office, waiting for Stef to come pick me up since we decided to go to the cinema, as I was remembering the first time we went there together. However, this time she knew she wasn't going to get me watching some horrible horror movie, so we agreed on a comedy. Honestly, I really didn't care about the film as long as it was a horror one, and as long that I was beside her.

*Knock, knock*

"Come in." I shoot, fixing my last paperwork for the day. It doesn't seem like it, but the role of an assistant vice-principal is the exact same as the one of vice principal except the salary is unfortunately not the same. It was honestly infuriating when I think about it since I was doing someone else job, but they were getting pay for it.

"Hey, babe." Stef said, sneaking just her head in, when I saw it.

"Oh my God! Stef, what happened to your face?!" I exclaim horrified as I immediately stand up and reach to her.

"Okay, baby, do not make a big deal out of this, I'm completely fine." She said, taking my hand gently as I couldn't stop examining her burst, bloody brow bone.

"But it IS a big deal! You're bleeding! What the hell happen?" I said, a bit panicked for this is the part that I hate, her job... but I'll never tell her that. However, I was really struggling with it. I was scared daily that something would happen to her and seeing her hurt like this is making my level of anxiety higher than ever, and I'm not good at handling it at all when it comes to that.

"A guy punched me with his elbow during an arrest. But again, my love. Nothing no worry about, I'm fine, it was just a little punch, the arch just happens to be pretty fragile that's it. It doesn't even hurt baby, I promise." she said softly yet carelessly, and it was making me lose my mind.

"Didn't they at least examined you, you could have a contusion or something? Did they give you ice? Why are you still bleeding like this?!" I rambled feeling my body tense for I couldn't bare seeing her hurt. It was more than I could take even though she doesn't seem that worry. I know Stef is some kind of Indiana Jones, when I'm kind of more princess like, but really, I don't know how to deal with this properly. I did a good job so far, but I don't know if I can anymore for would I have to expect this every time she comes back from work?