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    Never Give Up – part 9

    "Hei Helena! Where the fuck have you been? I was starting thinking you drowned in your own pool."
    Helena entered the Planet and hugged her friend kissing her on the cheek. She really missed her smile. But definitely couldn’t get her sense of humor. And they talked about British…
    "Nice image, Alice, thanks. Well, I’m not so desperate yet" 
    Helena gave Alice one of her best charming open smile then took a chair and joined her at the table where she was having breakfast.
    "Well, you look pretty fantastic, actually. Somebody we know?" 
    Alice curiosity would never be sated.
    "I can’t tell for sure. I really wonder if I do know her by now."
    Alice raised her eyebrow and sent a questioning gaze to her.
    "That’s not Dylan again, right? I mean, you told me you broke up, after you discovered that she knew everything about the test, that she was actually acting all time!"
    Helena kept her eyes down. She could not help fearing her friend judgment.
    She had spent the night before lying in bed, holding Dylan’s shirt next to her face, and looking at the ceiling. She had been looking back at her relationship with Dylan as if it was a movie: each single word Dylan said, each look, each touch, each kiss…
    She had been feeling the same sensations running through her body and soul: pain, anger, doubt, betrayal, and then trust, and safety, desire, and love. By the end of the night, she eventually fell asleep and everything disappeared into a foggy image of her face. When she woke up, the only thing she knew was that Dylan was part of her life, and she could not deny that. She WANTED her in her life, again. She was not ready to let her go. She simply could not.
    Helena gave a small sigh and tried to find the right words. 
    "I…I’m ok…don’t worry. Last night we…we talked to each other…”
    "I can imagine"
    Alice interrupted, with an ironic smile
    "I know that kind of talking"
    Helena blushed heavily. She felt ashamed for her weakness about Dylan.
    "That’s not what you’re assuming. We haven’t fucked together. We… we had some issues to sort out" Yes, that was true. But Helena knew perfectly nothing can be sorted out when you are obfuscated by anger, or by passion. 
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    1. Thank heavens for fan fiction, and Dylan and Helena live on for all of us. Love what Dylan said in the text message – Helena’s favorite word I think f**k.Looking forward to what will happen next.

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