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"Ahh!" Beca shouted as she slammed her fist into the punching bag. Beca was letting out her frustration as she always did by assaulting the punching bag in her garage. This time her frustration was aimed at herself directly. It partially had to do with her date she had with Stacie, now the date wasn't bad, it was perfect actually but that was actually what caused the self-frustration. She started to think about Stacie and how great the taller girl is, too great if you ask Beca. Beca thought about Stacie's beauty and how it's unmatched, she thought about Stacie's intelligence and how she doesn't come close to that, how kind and caring she was and lastly how patient Stacie can be.

Beca thought long and hard about this and her conclusion was that Stacie was just too great for her. Beca saw Stacie as this perfect girl who she'd only bring down. Beca didn't want to hinder Stacie in anyway. Beca felt Stacie deserved better then to be with her. Beca came to conclusion that Stacie didn't need a moody, sarcastic, bitchy person who is easily angered as her girlfriend.

Beca threw one last punch before taking off her gloves and the tape putting them on the shelf. She grabbed her towel and phone before making her way to her room. She picked out a sports bra and pair of shorts before making her way to her shower. Right when she took her current clothes and turned on the water her phone went off. She didn't bother to check the caller I.d, she already knew who was calling her. Ever since the date three days ago,
Stacie had been blowing up her phone constantly with Beca ghosting her. Beca silenced her phone before hopping in the shower.

Fifteen minutes later after Beca dried off and changed, she got into her bed and closed her eyes thinking about everything in her head. She knew what she was doing was a bitch move, but she couldn't help it. She didn't want to be a burden to Stacie, but she couldn't help her feelings for her friend. This was all too much so she flipped over and screamed into her pillow. At the moment however her bedroom door got flung open. Beca jumped up and reached for the tactical knife she keeps under her pillow as she faced her door.

"What the fu-" Beca shouted "Oh hey Stace." Beca chuckled awkwardly "Uh what's up? What brings you here?" Beca asked putting her knife in its case.

"What brings me here?" Stacie asked angrily "What in the actual fuck do you think I'm doing here huh?" Stacie asked back.

Beca looked down afraid to say anything.

"We go on a date, a perfect date at that. Best date I've been on in my twenty-three years of living. Then you treat me like royalty, you treat me better than anyone ever has. You make me feel special and make me believe you actually love me and to top it all off, you give me the best kiss ever when you drop me off. Only to ghost my ass right after." Stacie said in the same angry tone as she started to make her way towards the bed "And I want an explanation as to why that is."

Beca scooted away from Stacie as she sat up and brought her knees up to her chest.

"I umm. You uhh." Beca stuttered before taking a breath "I just feel like I'm not enough for you. You're too great of a person to be with someone like me. I don't want to be a burden and hinder you." Beca said.

Stacie raised her brows "That's what you're going with?"

Beca nodded slowly "It's true. You're this perfect girl that can have anyone she desires. While I'm just a mess of a person."

Stacie kicked off her shoes and threw her bag down sitting on the bed with a sigh "I'm not perfect you know."

Beca scoffed "You're joking right?"

"I'm flattered that you think of me like that Becs but I'm not perfect. I have issues just like everyone else does. I get frustrated, angry, jealous and make mistakes as anyone else does." Stacie said.

Beca glanced over towards Stacie "Yeah but I constantly mess up and I'm not good enough for someone like you."

Stacie groaned "Would you please stop saying you're not great enough or good enough." Stacie said before grabbing Beca's hands "You are enough for me alright. No one gets me like you do, no one treats me like you do, and I know for a fact no one will love me like you do."

Beca cracked a small smile "You're to forgiving you know that?"

Stacie raised a brow "Who said I forgive you?"

"Isn't that what that was?" Beca asked confused.

Stacie chuckled "Oh no, that was me telling you how stupid you are to not think you're enough for me. If you want to be forgiven, there's some requirements that need to be met."

"Like?" Beca asked slowly.

Stacie smirked "Well tomorrow you will take me on another date, a makeup date. The next day you will accompany me on a shopping spree, and you will not complain once. Lastly to top it off, I expect some freshly baked white chocolate chip cookies to end the night."

Beca nodded "Deal."

Stacie smiled and got under the covers quickly "As for right now, we cuddle." She said holding out her arms.

Beca chuckled and shook her head "You're too cute you know that."

Stacie nodded "So I've been told. Now come on I want my cuddles."

Beca laughed before laying down and scooting into Stacie's arms wrapping her own arms around the taller girl.

"Next time just talk to me, will you? There's no need to ghost me." Stacie said softly.

"I'm sorry, you know I don't like to talk about feelings." Beca said.

"I know but it's me, you don't have to fully open up just let me in a bit, so I don't overthink myself to craziness." Stacie replied.

Beca nodded against Stacie's chest "I promise I will from now on."

"Good and never ever pull something like this again Mitchell. Face it you're stuck with me for life." Stacie said playfully.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Beca said back.