Begin Again

Chapter Twelve

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Begin Again - Chapter Twelve

Elena's P.O.V.

"Believe me. Forgive me for everything right now and let us fix this. You've done it once, you forgave me for leaving you before. So, why can't we fix this now and just move on!" He shouts, eyes blood shot from crying, his hands trembling when he looks up at me in the dark, our bedroom dimly lit from the lights outside that are shining thru the window panes in the room outlining our shadows.

"I want to forgive you for this. But, I just can't. And as far as choosing you. I have already or have you forgotten? I have time and time again. I have chosen you over everyone else and yet, we still fight. We still hurt each other with words and actions, even after we told each other that we wouldn't anymore. We still become broken records about everything we want, about everything that's wrong with us and how much we want to fix it. Yet, somewhere between those lines. We always manage to come back to each other. Why is that? Why is it that you and I allow ourselves to be burned, to be scarred by this love that we have for one another?" I asked him, watching him throw the clothes he had in his hands onto the bed, shaking his head while he approached me.

"Because, it's like were addicted to it. We love the rush, the pain inflicted on each other. I want to leave this all behind us and I want you to come home, Elena. I want us to be together like we planned. Because, I can't sleep without you. I can't be without you anymore and I'm sick of being sorry! You know what? I'm not sorry anymore at all." He said suddenly with a stubborn tone, taking a step towards me, placing his hands onto my wrists and placing my own shaking arms around his shoulders when he pulled me towards him more. I could feel my heart racing, the heat and anger that I had been feeling for him for the last 3 months of this separation had finally come to a boiling point and it was about to implode.

"I'm done saying that I'm sorry. I'm done watching you hate me all because I made a mistake..." His voice trailed off, his eyes locked onto my face as he placed his hand onto my cheek, eyes watching my lips.

"Stefan...We're-" I tried to tell him, biting down on my own tongue and stopping my own words.

"I know. But, give me tonight. I just want one night with my wife. I just want one night with you to not look at me like I've ruined us completely. Then, in morning. If you want, you can still hate me for as long as you want. But, right now, let's leave it all behind us." Stefan remarked, allowing his lips to linger over mine, pushing a strand of my hair behind my ears.

I could feel his breath on my skin, his lips just inches away from me and then he kissed me, allowing all the hatred I've felt for him to crumble within a few minutes of his strong and protective arms around my tired and exhausted body, allowing the 3 months of straight fighting to fall between the cracks and not mean a thing within the moment.

"We've been stupid. Childish fools and I'm sorry for it. I'm sorry for acting like an idiot all because of this whole situation." I tell him, my breathing becoming staggered, my hands falling to my sides as I see Stefan lick his lips, his hands gently running through my hair, watching it slip through his fingers.

"I'm sorry too. I'm sorry for hurting you like I did. I never meant to-" Stefan starts to say, stopping when my thumb brushes his lips. I can hear him swallow the rest of his apology done as I adjust myself on his lap, resting my hands onto his shoulders, securing my gaze upon his sorrow filled green eyed glance.