It was 230am in the morning, for some reason, Bette had been unable to sleep. Neither had Tina. It was uncanny how these two former partners were still so in tune with each other. Tina was still thinking about her upcoming nuptials to Henry and Bette was thinking about the exact same thing.

“I know I still love Tina, and I definitely want her back. How do I go about doing that though? I messed up big time, enough to forever scare Tina away from lesbians. Damn but I royally screwed things up!” Bette thought, running her hand through her unruly curls.

“Am I really going to go through with the wedding? I know I did that partly because Henry has been pressuring me and also because I want to see Bette’s reaction. But Bette hasn’t done anything, does she even still care? I know she’s been drinking every night and working herself to death. I hope she’s eating.” Tina said inwardly, not wanting to wake Henry up.

“When she announced her engagement to Henry, all I wanted to do was to jump over and rip that bastard’s guts out! How could I though? It isn’t my place to do so; I don’t even have the right to do so. I was the one who ripped her heart out in the first place. So what gives me the right to judge her or even try and get her back?” Bette reasoned.

“When I made the announcement, all I wanted was a reaction from Bette, a flinch, a cringe, anything! There was nothing though, just a cold and unfeeling marble figure. It’s almost as if she shut herself down emotionally. Oh, but I still love her so much, if only she would do something! I know we have issues, but I, I just want her to want me again.” Tina confessed to no one in particular, by this time, in the kitchen sipping a glass of cold water.

“Does she even want me to want her back? I mean, she kept looking at me when she made the announcement, or did she want to spite me? No, no, that’s not the Tina I know and still love. Tina would never lower herself to something like that. So she did want me to say or do something? And yet I didn’t? It was so hard to just sit there and listen to everyone congratulating her. I just wanted to tell them shut the fuck up and go over and kiss the hell out of Tina. Maybe that would have wiped the smug look off Henry’s face. Somehow I don’t think Step Off Bitch would have worked on him!” Bette mused and then giggled to herself at her last thought.