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“I gotta take Jenny home guys,” Shane said, “I’m gonna go tell Carmen I’m leaving.”

“Ok, we’ll meet you at the door,” Bette says, Shane nods and walks away. Bette puts her arm around Jenny and walks her to the front door, Jenny whimpering the whole time. Shane is quickly at Jenny’s side in seconds.

“Thanks,” she says to Bette who nods. Shane carries Jenny away as Tina stares at them with a worried look.

“I hope Jenny will be ok,” Tina says.

“I’m sure she will be,” Bette says and hugs Tina.

Jenny whimpered in Shane’s car the whole ride home. Shane had made an effort to try to get Jenny talking but, it seemed at the moment Jenny was unable to find the words to say what she felt. Shane and Jenny arrive home, Shane carries her into the house. Placing Jenny in her bed she sits beside her.

“Are you going to tell me what’s going on?”

“I don’t know where to start,” Jenny says in a small voice.

“Well, just start from the beginning,” Shane says and wraps her arms around Jenny.

“I’ve been having this small relationship with Marina, it began about a month ago.”

“Um, Jen, we kinda suspected. We just didn’t want to rush your outing.”

“Thanks, and I wasn’t sure if this was really me. And I know you guys would understand me, I’ve just been learning how to be a lesbian from all of you, if that’s even possible at all. Marina is the reason Tim left, he caught us. It’s not the highlight of my life. The day Tim caught Marina and I, we were in the studio, it was horrible. Not soon after he decided he was leaving. After pleading with him to stay he turned his lease over to me. He called his mother, who then called my mother, who then called me. To my family, I am the prodigal daughter, but I will never go back home. I’m not allowed to go back. The day Tim left, he was a wreck, he was drinking a lot. He got into a car wreck a week after he got home. He wrapped his car around a tree and is currently in a coma at a hospital,” Jenny said and started to cry, and my jaw dropped.