Beautiful Accident

Chapter 6: Decisions

Elena was lying on her bed, with her face buried in the palms of her hands. Her eyes were shutting down on their own due to the lack of sleep she was experiencing this past week. Her mind was full of thoughts, thoughts which were pushing her to make a decision, but in the same time, stopping her from doing so.

She threw away her pro and con list. She realized this situation is much more serious than she made herself believe, and that she will need a lot more than a pro and con list to solve it.

The truth was, she could not find one reasonable point to why she should keep the baby. Her conversation with Stefan only made things harder. She was aware he will help her, but she also knew he won't be here all the time. She wondered can she do this alone. She had no room for a baby in her little, tiny apartment, nor was this part of the town the best place to raise a child. She did not have money to afford herself anything better. Stefan said money is not an issue, but she would feel bad taking money for him, she barely knows him.

She also wondered how come he accepted the idea of a baby so quickly, without even asking her is she sure he's a father, or asking for a paternity test. Most guys his age would freak out and defend themselves, but he was trying to stay perfectly calm, although she had noticed the fear in his eyes. "Stefan is not like the rest of them", she remembered Lexi's words.

She did not feel that nauseous anymore, and morning sickness became a rarity, although it was still existent. There was no more dizziness, though. If it was not confirmed, Elena would not even think she's pregnant anymore. There was no sign that baby exists inside of her.

Except, she knew it does.

She wanted a cup of coffee so badly, but she knew drinking coffee is not so good during the pregnancy, except decaf one one rare occasions, few times a month only. But Elena could not see the point in decaf.

For a moment, she dismissed her thoughts about the baby, and started thinking about Stefan.

The soft lines of his face, his perfectly shaped lips, how easy her name slipped down his throat, humming it like her name is his favorite melody, the gentle way he touched her, or how his fingers pressed deeply on her skin, leaving an eternal mark on her body. She couldn't help but wonder, what if she met Stefan first. Her life would be completely different. For a moment, she had let herself slip into the fairytale world, where no one had ever hurt her, because he didn't exist in her life. She replaced him with Stefan, with a man who looked at her like she's something precious, even thought he didn't know her. She day dreamed about telling him she's pregnant, creating a scenario in her head where he's happy about it, where he takes her in his arms and twirls her around the room, telling her he cannot wait to start a family with her - because he loves her, and wants to spend the rest of his life with her.

Reality had its way of creeping back in, so she snapped out from the world she fell in, and remembered she hadn't met Stefan first, and he's not happy about having baby - or he's not happy about having a baby with her. If he ever wanted anything with her, he for sure doesn't want now. And she could never be with him. She could never be with anyone else ever again.

This baby.. this baby is all that she has.

She grabbed her phone from the table and dialed Stefan's number.

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"She's pregnant?" - Caroline dropped some fashion magazine on the coffee table as Stefan gave her the news about Elena's pregnancy.

Stefan wanted to tell Caroline a week ago, when Elena informed him, but that day he fell asleep, and did not wake up until the morning. When he called Caroline's office the next day, they told him she's in Europe on some business trip. She came back today. She did not even have time to unpack when Stefan was on her door with two cups from Starbucks in his hands. Caroline welcomed him, more coffee than him, and he gave her the news, starting with the small introduction about how does she remember Elena.