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by Kember Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 13+ · Other · Emotional · #1691409
You never know where you will find love.
There she was coming straight towards her, at least that is what it seemed like when Stacia looked up from the cosmetics counter and spotted her. She almost could not believe her eyes, she had not seen her at all for over two years. She had not changed at all. Stacia sighed.

Suddenly all of the feelings that she had rushed backed and drowned all of her senses. The memories flooded back, like a dam had been broken. She saw the first time they had met,they were both reaching for the same bunch of bananas. Stacia smiled..and continued watching her walk through the mall. Stacia began following her, not to closely, she did not want to be noticed, if she did not want to be seen.

They instantly struck up a conversation, next thing they knew they were sitting in the local coffee shop, talking and laughing, like they were old friends who had not seen each other in a long time. So it started the weekly meeting at the coffee shop, finally they exchanged numbers and suddenly a whole new world opened up. They spoke every morning and every night, they started sharing more about themselves to each other. Soon, a tight friendship was forged.

Still following her through the stores, the memories continued to flow. Stacia felt like she was reliving all of the time they they shared together all over again. All of the feelings, were there.

Soon after the phone calls, the coffee meetings turned into going to dinner, and catching a movie. One night after they had went to a local bar that hosted "Girls Power happy hour" she had found that she had had a little too much to drink so Stacia invited her back to her place.

Stacia had helped her out of her jeep and into the house. What happened next, they had neither planned or had they ever discussed. They both agreed after the fact that it was not the alcohol that led them into each others arms, even if it was just one long passionate kiss.

The next months flew by, they saw each other daily, stayed over at each others house. They were in this relationship before they knew it.

Stacia ducked behind a cellular kiosk when she suddenly turned around. Then when Stacia turned around again, she was gone.

The day was there was she came home to an empty house and a note on the front door. It is not because I do not love you ..the note said. That is all of the note that Stacia read or even needed to read. She walked into the house and fell apart. To this day she was still picking up the pieces from that day.

She heard her laughter from across the room, there she was, still as beautiful as she had ever been. Time had been good to her.
She stood and watched for awhile longer and then her worst fears were revealed right before her eyes.
She waved across the room, gesturing someone *I am over here*
Stacia wanted to scan the room to see who this person was but she just could not take her eyes off of her. Even from here, she could see that she lit up and that she was very happy with whomever she was with.

She turned to go, she was not looking back. She was heading for the closest exit. Tears were surprisingly building in her eyes and all that she wanted to do was get the hell out of there before she lost it.
It felt like she had just arrived home all over again and what remained of her heart was being ripped apart.

Her hand was on the door when she felt the hand on her shoulder. Instantly she knew who it was.

Stacia?
She turned and met her face to face. They started to talk and the next thing you knew, they were in the local coffee shop like old friends, who were catching up on lost times, like they had known each other all of their lives....
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