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    Unusual Love

                Helena sat at the front in the boardroom, looking off into space. She chewed on her pen and leaned back in her chair. Franklin smiled and looked at Helena.

     

    “Helena, is there anything you like to add?” Helena continued to chump on her pen. “Helena. Helena?”

     

    Helena finally looked up and shook her head. “I’m sorry Franklin, what did you say?”

     

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                Bette took a deep breath as she made it to her house. She took a seat on her steps and swallowed. She went for a jog, trying to release all the frustration that she had with Tina and the one big eighty that she pulled to be with Henry. Bette got back on her feet and walked into her house. She walked over to the counter and pushed the button on the answering machine.

     

    “Bette, it’s Tina. I wanted to talk about our arrangements with the house. I’ll come by and—.” Bette skipped the message and went to the next one.

     

    “Hey Bette, it’s Shane. I thought I would give you a call and see if you wanted to come out tonight. It’s a small get together with the girls, and we wanted you to be there. It’s up to you, but I would really like you to be there. See ya.”  Bette sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. She walked away and went to her bedroom.

     

    ****

                Helena sat at the bar and took a drink of her martini. She sat the glass down and scoped out the crowd. She sighed heavily and didn’t see anything that interested her. She turned around and finished her drink in one gulp. She kept thinking about Dylan, and what she did to her. She couldn’t believe that Dylan fucked her over the way she did. She shook her head of the old memory and raised her hand to the bartender. She walked back over to her with another martini. She nodded and took a drink.

     

                Bette walked into Milk and looked around. She smiled softly as the women glared at her. She walked over to the bar and sat down. The bartender walked up to her, and she told her what she wanted. He smiled and walked away. She came back and sat a beer in front of her. She smiled and said thank you. She took a swig and put the bottle down. She grabbed a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. She lit up a cigarette and took a drag.

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    Comments

    1. Great start! I’m definitely interested to see how things turned out. I really wanna know if they did what we think they did. I hope they just passed out. Call me sappy, but I love it when the first time is a bit more romantic than a ‘drunken lay’. Either way, I am signed on for the ride. “All aboard the Belena train!!!!”

    2. You hit it right on the head IMO the only way these two would ever connect is if they were lonely, dealing with rejection and completely loaded. I look forward the morning after, great beginning.

    3. Hey Akira-I’m glad you are back w/ nother story and from this chapter it’s gonna be a doozy. Pls. post soon. I can’t wait to see how both Bette and Helena deal w/ the morning after showdown….uh oh–any regrets anyone.

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