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Life Happens: on the Run
It is night time, still. The air is cool, she can even see her breath as she runs. A taxi brought her partway, and now she takes advantage of her years of being a runner. Her friend’s apartment is in sight, and she takes the steps three at a time to get upstairs. She rushes into the apartment, her temporary home, and grabs the first bag she can find. A couple of items of clothes, a toothbrush, some hair products and soap—just to make them less suspicious at the airport. The money goes in a black plastic bag at the bottom of her duffle bag, followed by her clothes. Some of it, she leaves behind for her friend—some will go in a safety deposit box where her family’s holdings are kept in England.
‘Fuck, fuck, fuck…’ she curses, trying to speed herself along. She must be at the airport before Catherine returns from her ridiculous poker game.
Customs is easier to move through than she could have possibly hoped. First Class buys you more than convenience. Yes, she will put her toothpaste in a plastic baggy. A very serious request from a very serious little man.
The airplane is quiet. People are tired. The stewardess brings pillows and blankets, but Helena only wants a stiff drink and some headphones.
How the fuck had her life come to this?
***
The sun hit Helena’s eyes and urged her from sleep. She placed her hand over her forehead and sat up slowly, taking a deep breath. As the bedsheet fell away, she saw that she was completely nude. She glanced at the bedside clock and saw that it was noon.
She peaked over to see who was in her bed. Then she looked around at unfamiliar surroundings, realizing that this actually was not her bed.
The woman next to her had long dark hair, light brown skin, and a gorgeous tattoo of a serpent across her right arm. She looked to be about 21 at the oldest. Helena couldn’t conceal her smile, and sat with her elbow on her knee, her hand over her mouth, fighting laughter. Was she going through a fucking mid-life crisis?
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(13 votes, average: 4.31 out of 5)
Yes, just why did H. Peabody get herself in this pickle and how will she extricate herself. It seems that she’s made things just about as chaotic as possible by going the non-honest route. Stealing Catherine’s money has only given her money, money she’ll have difficulty spending, and it’s seperated her from her friends and family. You’ve made this version of Helena truly ‘flighty’.
Helena deserves a meatier storyline on show. Thanks for providing it here. You’re an excellent writer.
That was a damn shame what IC has done to our Helena. Losing her brain and her “balls”. Her taking that money made me sad. Cuz now she’s a thief and will be chased down by CrazyCat. I loved the picture you painted of her running into Alice’s apartment and grabbing things. Glad Helena left Alice some money too. Also liked the little touch of putting her toothpaste in a plastic bag. That tickled me. Cuz it’s so weird how we have to do that now. Hopefully Bette will join our girl on the run for a little rendevous. Wonderful, helebette. I do truly enjoy this story. Thanks for posting.
you know this does have the potential to be such a dynamic duo…helena has such personality and is funny as all-out hell. i mean really, and come on is there really any chemistry between bette and jodi…i think not…b&h would be fantastic…well until they come to the conclusion…you will satisfy my fantasy…thank you…smooches!!!
I loved when Helena took the $$$!!! Run and enjoy! I wonder if life is just too chaotic when tried to live fully and honestly. Thanks for writing!
I’m with Speedy. I hate that the lowered our Helena on the show to a whore, a kept woman and now a thief…Where is her season 2 swagger?…At least in the fan fic world she still survives…Looking forward to where you take us on the run.
good chapter