Beautiful Accident

Chapter 14: Second Chance For Love

Sometimes, love creeps up on us.

It sneaks into our lives when we least expect it. When we turn our backs to it, it taps us on the shoulder. When we're not ready for it, it makes us turn our whole world around to become ready. When we do not want it, it presents itself to us as the most desirable thing in the world.

They say there's a thin line between hate and love. Actually, there's a great wall of China between hate and love.

But we cannot know love if we do not know hate. Also, we cannot love if we do not know how to forgive. Because even though there's a difference between love and hate as huge as an empty space between the ground and the sky, we have to accept the existence of one to achieve the other.

Elena was entering the 9th month of her pregnancy. Her appointment was in two weeks, and her doctor hoped she will give birth on time, not sooner, not later. Although, when it comes to twins, it would be better if later than sooner.

Not if you asked Elena. She was swollen. She had a feeling show swallowed two watermelons that are now stuck in her stomach. By this time, she needed help with getting up from wherever she sat, especially from the bed. She was wearing her baby bump pretty high, but she had a feeling if she does not hold on to it, it will fall to her knees. Her back had hurt her immensely, she could not even bend which was the problem when showering. If she would bend, her spine would hurt, especially while pulling herself straight up.

Stefan was getting excited about the babies coming, while the only thing Elena was excited about was popping them out already, even though she was scared. She heard a lot of things about giving birth to a child, painful and unpleasant things, and she will have to give birth to two of them, one immediately after the other.

"You missed the spot there" - Elena pointed at the spot on the wall while sitting on her new wooden, rocking chair and sipping ice tea.

Stefan turned around to look at her. He had pink paint splattered all over his grey shirt. "Have I?" - he cocked his eyebrow at her.

A smile appeared on her face as she nodded to him, still sipping her ice tea through a yellow straw.

She did not define what she had with Stefan, even though there was definitely something to define. She did not want to put a label on it, and Stefan seemed fine with it. She did not call him her boyfriend, nor did she think of him as one, but she did enjoy an occasional make out, or cuddling with him on the couch. Sometimes he held her hand in public, and sometimes they would even kiss in front of people which would often confuse their friends, but after three months of that going on in front of their eyes, they got used to it. Caroline said they're in a relationship, and that they're not even aware of it.

Elena was not confused about her feelings for Stefan anymore, she had a huge crush on him, mixed with respect and admiration, and she wanted to be with him. But when she realized her feelings, they started scaring her. She promised herself she will never fall in love again. She hated the thought of starting another relationship, or falling in love again.

Maybe there's a little bit of hate in every love.

But Stefan walked into her life, and she wanted to lose in him, nothing more. And now, she wanted to be saved by him.

Stefan did not want to pressure her, but sometimes, it bugged him not knowing what she is to him. He wanted her to be his.. something. And she wanted to be his something. If she gave him a chance, he would make sure she's his everything.

But fear ruled her.

Stefan started walking towards her. "What about this spot here?" - he smirked, pointing to her nose with the brush in his hands.