I'm sorry for not posting in such a long time, I had exams and absolutely no inspiration to finish any story. Even though they're always short, I started like 5 or six new stories and this is the first one that I actually finished. I hope I can post more often again, enjoy. (Staca) :D

24. she understands me

So I woke up this morning and not 5 minutes later some dudes were shouting around me and I honestly don't care if someone was dying at the moment because if there's one thing I hate it's loud people. Shouting or screaming where I am can really piss me off and with the loud fucks from this morning, my day is already fucked up. This can only get worse, so I intend to spent the whole day in this very boot at this lovely coffee bar hipster place. They have free Wi-Fi and I have a laptop so I'm good, besides, I come here a lot so they know my order without asking and that gives me even more time to mope around and not be social. After a few hours my laptop decides it has no battery left so I'm not even able to use that anymore, lucky for me, I brought back up. Not a charger or something smart like that, nope, old fashioned paper and a set of pencils. Drawing has always been a secret passion of mine, there's the obvious one, music. And the lesser known talent for drawing every little thing around me. Just as I'm about to put my pencil down, I hear a voice saying "what's a pretty girl like you doing all alone?" and I'm ready to glare this person away but then I look up and I see what might be an angel, a model looking woman with the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. I don't even realise I'm staring but I can't help myself, I want to know what colour they are but I can't figure it out. One moment I see green but the next they're blue and it's so fucking hypnotising. "you haven't answered my question" omg her voice, it's so fucking cool, I know that's not good word to describe a voice but it's all my brain is able to come up with right now. don't judge me. I blink and shake my head to get myself out of it, my pencil is still hovering above that paper so I quickly put it down and write

hi, I'm sorry but I'm a selective mute

and hand her the paper. She looks confused for a sec but she speaks up "so you can hear and speak but chose not to talk"

I nod

"alright" she says and she smiles "but you still need to answer my question" she has a pretty smile, I take my paper back and take a few moments

I guess I had a shitty morning and I needed to grump on my own for a while, ya know, to prevent being snappy, but it's better with company ;)

The woman chuckles, then some sort of sheepish smile comes up and I wonder why it is there so I quirk and eyebrow, she understands what I'm trying to say and answers "I just realised I forgot to introduce myself, well, let's try this again" I see a blush cover her cheeks and can't help but smile widely at her "hi, my name is Stacie Conrad, I'm sorry for being a creep" my smile only gets wider, if that's even possible, my first instinct is to sign my answer but right on time I realise that Stacie won't understand it, so I grab my pencil again and quickly scribble my reply

Nice to meet you Stacie, I'm Beca Mitchell. I don't think you're a creep, if that helps

"well that's great, you're very lucky I'm a talker because I'm going to ramble all our silences full from now on, but then again, maybe you shouldn't be particularly happy about it, because you'll have to listen to me talk on and on. Before I bore the absolute shit out of you, wait" Stacie looks scared for a moment "are you against cursing?" I shake my head, smile ever present on my face "okay good cuz I do that a lot, but back to my point" she thinks about it for a sec "oh yeah! I was wondering if I could take you out on a date sometime"

why would someone this gorgeous be nervous about asking me out? She is though, her gaze is on her hands and she's biting her lip in a very sexy but probably not supposed to be sexy way. This whole thing is adorably cute, I grab one of her hands in mine and she looks up. I hold my paper in her face,

I'd love to, stop getting all nervous, it's just me

She laughs and gets up, dragging me with her, I look at her with shock on my face

"come on, let's go!" my face goes from shock to 'are you serious' "yes, let's go!"

XOXOXO

She took me to the fair and after we went to a homey diner, I loved it. I loved her company and would love to spent more time with her so I asked her on a second date and she said yes. More dates followed, and a little more than a year after we moved in together. We bought an apartment and mixed all our stuff so that the whole place would reflect us both, I never felt more at home and I never loved her more. I want to tell her that but I can't, every time I open my mouth to say something I choke up and the words don't come out, I hate it. We're sitting on our couch and I'm cuddled up in her side, her arms around me. We changed each other, I used to be quite bitchy, cold hearted but Stacie brings a softy out of me and there's nothing I can or want to do about it. Same goes for Stacie, she used to sleep around and party a lot but since she met me she hasn't felt the need to do those things anymore, I'm flattered. I grab a notebook and a pen, Stacie never asked why I don't talk but I want to tell her.

I want to talk to you, like really talk

I give her the paper and she smiles down at me "then what's holding you back"

I'm afraid is what I write underneath my previous statement

"afraid of what?"

Concern is seen in the blueish, greenish eyes

Afraid that you'll leave

Stacie places a gentle kiss on my hair "I'm not leaving you babe, not unless you send me away"

I open my mouth, pushing the words out, I manage some words but my voice sounds like I smoke three packs a day "I love you Stacie" I see a single tear make its way down her cheek and I know it's a happy tear.

She kisses me gently before saying "I love you too, you have a beautiful voice you know, I'll love you no matter what happens"

I smile lovingly up at her and I can't believe I was this lucky to meet her, and that she actually likes me, is just out of this world. Stacie doesn't need me to speak, she understands me, always.