Write Down To It

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It seemed like an hour had passed since this chance encounter began and Stacy was getting sleepier by the minute. She could see why Iris's girlfriend broke up with her, she would not shut her mouth. But it appeared the talking was therapeutic because the tears Iris was shedding earlier had stopped. The talking didn't though she just keep going and going, the energizer bunny would be so proud. Okay maybe that was a harsh Stacy thought but she was sleepy and almost certain it was 3 am or close to it. Iris keep talking about how great this other woman was, Stacy learned her name was Daphne and she was 35 and she was the sweetest kindest person in the entire world according to Iris. Right now Iris was still going "I knew Daphne was special from the first moment we met. Her passion for life and our love was so strong." Stacy could not take it anymore if this woman was so great why the hell weren't they still together? So Stacy cut Iris off "You've said how you think the sun rise and set's off this woman but you haven't said why you two broke up?" Stacy was looking at Iris now and a gloomy expression came over her and she bowed her head into her chest and said very low "She claimed the love had fizzled and the relationship had become boring and the passion was gone. But those weren't the only reasons" a pause followed and Iris didn't seem like she could bring herself to say any more. She looked up and out to sea and said " I learned today that she is 3 and a half months pregnant and I'm sure you can guess I'm not the father." Stacy wanted to chuckle but she didn't think that was a good idea so instead she said "Oh, she cheated on you and got pregnant, then wanted to start the "family thing?" Iris's head turned back to Stacy and her bright green eyes locked onto Stacy's and she just shook her head. Stacy didn't know what else to say so she just looked at Iris, chatterbox aside Iris was a stunning woman. She had shoulder length long brown hair a caramel complexion and the prettiest green eyes Stacy had ever seen. She was about 5'8 but she looked like she was all legs, they were so long. Stacy had the feeling she had seen Iris somewhere before but couldn't remember exactly where. Those green eyes are hard to forget but Stacy thought they might have seen each other in passing. They were both still staring at each other and Stacy realized it and broke the gaze.

The quiet was broken by the piano notes of Ribbon In the Sky and Stacy thought she might have been hearing things but when she turned back to look, it was Iris's cellphone. Looking down at the phone Iris was looked angry and hurt at the same time. Stacy assumed it was Daphne calling and wasn't sure if she wanted to be in the area for this conversation.
" Do you mind talking to her" Iris said quickly. Looking shocked and confused "Why would you want me to talk to her, can't you just ignore it? Stacy said back just as quickly. Iris rushed over next to Stacy and handed her the phone "Please," she pleaded "You know what's it like after a break-up you want to talk but you don't really want to hear their voice, please?" Stacy did know that feeling, you want to hear what the other person is saying but to hear their voice would send you over the edge. Stacy took the phone and pressed the green button and put it up to her ears. "Hello" she said timidly. The voice on the other line asked if this was Iris but Stacy wasn't listening, the voice on the other line made her realize where she had seen Iris before.

Until next week.........

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Stacy heard the cracking of gravel up above where her car was parked. Turning her head back toward the parking area she saw a dark colored car pulling up directly next to her vehicle. The thought never occurred to Stacy that any one else knew about this serene getaway. The driver of the car turned off the engine and the bright lights that were blinding Stacy. A few minutes passed and as she stood there, Stacy didn't think it was good idea to be standing out in the open being watched. She decided it was time to go and it felt like the sky was about to open up anyway, so Stacy turned around and headed back up to her car. Just then the driver side door to the other vehicle opened up, and a medium built silhouette stepped out. Frozen in mid step Stacy couldn't make out if the figure was male or not. Glancing down to her travel size mace attached to her key chain then back up to the figure, she wished whoever it was would try something. She never gotten the chance to use the spray and the thought of using it on someone of the male persuasion tonight brought a smile to Stacy's face. Continuing to make her way back up to the car; to get to the beach there was a sloped walkway the path was clear you just had to make sure to keep your balance. As she got level to the parking area, Stacy noticed the driver was a woman, her hair was out and it was blowing freely in the night wind. Relaxing a bit Stacy continued on to her car, the other female driver was staring out to the sea and it looked like she was washed away in tears. You couldn't see all that well being that this area wasn't exactly a public place and there was no lighting of any kind except for the glow of the moonlight. Then Stacy heard the sniffles and it was confirmed that this unexpected guest was crying. Not knowing whether to just get in her car and drive off or try and talk to this woman, Stacy stood by her driver's side door contemplating. Then something hit Stacy, maybe this woman might be here to end her life and Stacy just could not live with herself if she saw this woman moments before her death and did nothing to prevent it. Not really knowing what to say to break the ice,

"Um not to be nosey or anything but are you okay, I noticed you were crying" said Stace softly.

The teary-eyed woman looked over and said "Thank you for asking, life just isn't treating me kindly right now."

"I know I'm a complete stranger, but would you like to talk about it?" Stacy didn't know what the hell she was doing, this woman could be some kind of nut job and she was bending conversation with her.

Giving Stacy the once over the stranger said between sniffles "I didn't know...anyone knew about this place, it's so well hidden." There was a delay and the woman looked down and said barely above a whisper, "My girlfriend and I just ended our 5 year relationship" the stranger confessed.

Taken aback Stacy just didn't know what to say now. If this intruder said her and her boyfriend just broke up Stacy could handle that, male bashing was very easy at the moment. But a lesbian relationship was foreign and Stacy was kind of uncomfortable now. Shifting from one foot to another "I'm sorry to hear that, well this is the best place to come and think and vent to the world" proclaimed Stacy. Reaching for the car handle she was about to make her way into the car when the stranger said,

"My name is Iris by the way and if you don't mind I would really like someone to talk to. People say it's good to talk to strangers, they can see things more clearly than you could. And I just can't understand what went wrong" she rambled. Stacy thought about the bible but told her mind not to go there. Shaking the thought out of her head and releasing the door handle Stacy walked over to Iris, but she made sure to leave at least 3 feet between them. "Uh, I guess we can talk and my name is Stacy", damn it she thought to her self. If she tries anything or gets too close I am so using this mace, Stacy said to herself and secretly hoping the rain would hurry up and come down. Another thing she would have to call her mother about, raising her kids to be polite and kind-hearted. Stacy looked over to Iris and waited for the broken-heart story to come.

Until next week...

I've been contemplating writing a story for a long time. I usually start one then completely forget it and when I read it back, I'm like where was I going with this? But I don't know I guess now is as good a time as any to start something. And as of late I've gotten an urge to write a short story or something. I don't really know if I'm going to continue this lil story I have, I guess it depends on the feedback I get. But here goes hope you like it.



Stacy sat in her parked black 2 door Honda Accord, staring out at the Atlantic ocean. This was her getaway spot, where she came to think, cry, get some clarity or just to be. Even at 12 o clock on a weeknight, this was where she came. Lost out at sea her mind wondered to Dorsey, the latest rough wave in Stacy's usually normal placid life. You see Stacy is the kind of girl that always falls for the wrong guy, and always without fail. It's like she emits a L is for loser signal where ever she goes. But Stace could have sworn Dorsey was different, though she thought all the guys where different on the first few dates. But no, Dorsey was just like the rest of them. Afraid of commitment, just looking for a good time, calling you at three in the morning to "hang", oh you thought I was just seeing you kind of guys. Stacy just couldn't seem to understand it. She was a pretty good looking woman she thought. She worked out every morning, to say she was fit would be an understatement. Every body part on her was toned, from her biceps to her quads.Yet she had curves in all the right places, she must remember to call her mom and thank her for the amazing womanly body she had given her. She had the smoothest Hersey's kiss skin, slanted light brown eyes. And she'd been told her lips could put Angelina Jolie's to shame. At 5'5 she was average height, but her larger than life personality made her seem much taller.But she knew her best feature was her smile. All through college she had the nickname "Sunny". A ex-boyfriend told her she had a smile that could make the sun non-existent. He started calling her "Sunny" and to this day, 6 years later a few friends still call her that. So with all the physical attributes she had, she really couldn't understand how she could attract such vagabonds for mates. But Dorsey was the last straw, she was done with men. She absoultely couldn't take it anymore. She would swear off men, right here in front of the Atlantic. Her toned legs hopped out the car and she walk toward the beach. And right in front of the incoming tide she said " I Stacy Micheal Lawrence, hereby solemnly swear to give up on all men until a time comes where I feel I can look at one without wanting to bite their head off!" While out of the car, Stace notice the weather got a lot colder and windy. She looked towards the dark night sky and then out to the never ending sea. And at that exact moment a loud, violent noise meet her ears and shook the ground."Oh a storms a brewing" she says. But little did Stacy know in the upcoming days how true that statement would come to be.