“Fuck off Sam. You somehow think you know me. See Cat she couldn’t even trust you to come on your own.
Scared we would fall back into old habits. But as they say old habits die hard
right.” Cat could see the twisted look that masked itself on Frankies face. She
wanted to hit Sam where it hurt and she knew just the right words to say. Cat
felt sick as she couldn’t bring herself to interject she sat there a crumbling
mess.

Sam took a moment to look at Cat, she could see the woman she loved
was not one for confrontation but she had to know this would be over from this
day on.

“Frankie let’s face it you will never be the one Cat would ever
settle down with. I mean what have you got to offer other than adolescent
behaviour and a wrap sheet of conquests as long as a con artist. That’s all
you’re, I bet you’ve never loved Cat and quite frankly I’m not sure you’re
capable of loving anyone but yourself.” Sam stroked Cat’s arm to reassure her
she was still there. Frankie hadn’t had time to think of a comeback before Cat
had mustered up the courage to speak.

“I see it all now… This… You… How you act… It’s what you’re Frankie nothing will change that not even me.
I’ve fought for years for you to let me in. Yes I know you better than most
people. But now it’s plain to see things wouldn’t be how they’re are when your a
grown up. I thought you’d changed now I see you never will. Whatever we had was
a mistake. I love Sam and I came to tell you that. So why don’t you suck someone
else into these games you play and leave me and Sam be.”

Sam was taken back by the confidence her girlfriend had found. She had finally found her
voice. She saw what most people could now, that caring for Frankie was a full
time job. Not one in which anyone particularly liked. Looking at the tears that
fell onto Cat’s cheeks she pulled her up from the chair to pull her into a tight
embrace. For once Frankie was speechless infact mortified, she never thought Cat
would leave her behind but that’s exactly what was happening. She had out grown
her, just like everyone did.

The two brunettes exited the cafe with Cat taking one final look over her shoulder, “Goodbye Frankie”. Sam had all the
confirmation she needed. Cat loved her and what ever happened with Frankie was
over; truly over.

Picking Cat up in her arms she could now feel how immensely she loved this woman. Everyone makes mistakes no ones perfect. Only
now as her lips crashed into Cat’s she could finally breathe, this was the
moment she had been waiting for nearly 7 months and victory couldn’t taste
sweeter. Finally she felt she could let go of the pain and she could now see Cat
had tried to put her all in to salvaging what they once had.

Cat allowed her body to react to the womans touch she had missed so dearly nearly crying as
it awoke her overall joy at being lucky enough to be with Sam. Smiling as she leaned back to take in the beauty that Sam held. She was magnificent, and now
Cat was able to feel things were going to be ok from here on out. Watching the
smile that was evident to see, she kissed the cop more firmly not having a care
in the world but being free to be so open about her admiration and love feeling
content that she could show everybody that stopped to watch.

Sam looked at Cat her lips millimetres away from hers, “I think we should move back to
Glasgow it’s your home… Our home.”