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    A Thin Line – Chpt 4

    Story written on March 24, 2006 by zheese.
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    Alice blabs and Helebette talk

    “I thought you were on your way home,” she said, spying my car.

    “You thought incorrectly.”

    I watched her clip the cell phone closed and walk slowly down the sidewalk to me. She appeared to be quite absorbed in thought. When she reached the car, she peered in the passenger window and opened the door.

    “Have a seat, Bette. Make yourself comfortable.”

    As she sat down in the passenger seat and closed the door, the sexual tension became palpable. I wondered if it was just my imagination.

    We looked at each other and then we each stared forward. This was going to be more complicated for me than I had anticipated.

    Finally, I gained enough courage to speak, “I’m sorry, Bette.”

    She turned her head to look at me and asked, “What for?”

    “For letting things get out of hand,” I answered, continuing to stare forward.

    “I think I’m as much at fault for that as you are. And besides, you‘re the one who had the sense to stop it.”

    I remained silent.

    “Why did you stop it, Helena?” Bette asked me in a whisper.

    When I didn’t answer, she inquired again, “Helena?” Bette paused waiting for an answer.

    I couldn’t tell her. I couldn’t find the words. I didn’t know where to start.

    “Helena?” she tried again. Unable to break my silence, she tried anew to stir a response. “Helena. Alice says you have feelings for me.”

    Silence.

    I grabbed the steering wheel with both hands and bent forward to rest my forehead against the top of it. I felt mildly mortified.

    “Can’t you talk to me? After all that we’ve been through tonight, can’t you tell me what’s going on with you?” She paused before continuing. “Helena, look at me.”

    I looked at her. We searched each other’s eyes again. It was becoming habit tonight.

    “Bette, this is so difficult,” I found my voice. “I don’t know exactly how she knows, but yes, Alice told you the truth. I do care about you. Deeply.”

    Silence. Except for Bette’s deep inhalation and exhalation of breath.

    Then, totally taking me aback, Bette removed my right hand from the steering wheel and placed it in her right hand. Would this woman never cease to amaze me?

    “Helena, you wanted to kiss me back there. And I wanted to kiss you. And much more than just that. Maybe it’s because I’ve had five drinks in less than an hour. I don’t know. I don’t understand what’s happening with me. But I still want to kiss you.”

    “Bette, I don’t want you to do something you’ll regret,” I replied, still looking in her eyes.

    She reached up with her left hand and gently caressed my face. I closed my eyes and nuzzled my cheek into her touch.

    “Yes, obviously you don’t, or else you wouldn’t have left me back there,” she said tenderly.

    “Bette, you need to stop touching me.” I hoped I didn’t have to explain why.

    She pulled her hand away with one last gentle stroke.

    “You’re right. It’s getting late. But I still think we need to talk. Just not now. Later. When things have cooled off a bit,” Bette spoke softly.

    “Alright, you let me know when,” I said.

    “Maybe Sunday night, when Angelica goes back after her weekend visit. Why don’t you give me your cell number, and I’ll give you mine. We can touch base tomorrow and set up a time. Does that sound alright?” she asked.

    “Sounds perfect,” I answered as I reached for some paper and a pen inside the console between us.

    After exchanging numbers, Bette stretched out her arm and placed it around my neck, pulling me in for a hug. She pressed her lips against my forehead and said, “I’ll call you.”

    And in moments, she exited the car and walked back towards the door to The Planet. I couldn’t help but wonder what would happen when we finally did talk.

     

     

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    3. Yay! Another wonderful post of your Helebette story. I was waiting all week for a new chapet, you got me addicted to your story. Hope you can post some more during the weekend, maybe we’ll get to see Helebette’s first kiss?…Post soon!

    4. So excited to see you posted! I can’t wait to see what’s going to happen next when they get a chance to talk ~ hopefully uninteruppted. Post again soon, please?!

    5. No need to be insecure zheese…your story is amazing – with the perspectives, you provide an insight into how each character perceives the events as they unfold. A welcome explanation of how Alice and Helena came to be friends as well. Bring on the meeting and lose the question mark behind ‘tbc’

    6. The love that Tina and Bette had is not going to compair to the love that Helena has for Bette, She moved fron NY just to be need her and kept her mouth shut now its her time with Bette, Tina will be the loser. thanks

    9. Oh my gosh, I’m becoming obsessed with this story! It’s amazing. I love it, seriously. I can’t wait for you to continue.I foind myself checking the fanfics of this site like a madwoman every evening in hope of catching a new installment. Keep them coming, I will definitely be anxiously awaiting!!! And graciously reading. :)

    11. Are you and JKS one in the same??? Cause this is giving her Helbette a run for it’s money…Really love this, all the detail, descriptions I can feel all that your trying to say..Wonderful…keep going pls pls pls

    15. Your perspective and description are unique. The characters’ voice is spot on. I’m a huge TiBetter but when writers can write as well as you then I believe in HeleBette. Pls. continue.

    17. Just caught up on the last 2 chapters. I’m liking the story told from each character’s perspective. The tension was palpable indeed. You’re doing an excellent job, so, please do continue.

    22. I love your story! Not only you need to continue but also to post really soon, cant’ wait to see what happen (and hope it’s goodfor helebette). Also love the POV change, esp with Alice

    23. Beautiful chapter Z.. i just read it with Tegan & Sara’s ‘My Number’ in the background (try it) the beat and lull really fit with Helena’s ‘all I wanted and hoped for was the chance to love her’…I love your Helena voice,that she’s so in love and that Bette is being so very gentle. sigh. Thanks..and Zheese? If you need more encouragement to keep this going,u only have to ask because i dont think i’m running out of compliments for your writing :)

    26. Zheese,Another glorious chapter in this must read story. You have brilliantly captured the uncertainity that both Bette and Helena are feeling. There is a rawness from both gals are they try to understand what just happened. How could something done in jest suddenly become so emotive and demonstrate an honesty that neither would naturally admit to. You have given a truthfully insight into a potentially dynamic love feast. I love the way Alice and Kit have had a hand in this. I can’t wait to see what happens next. You write with such passion that it is all to easy to be consumed by your creative wisdom and carried off to this amazing fantasty land. I do hope that the Powers That Be are watching and taking guidance from how it could be done. You rock! Your Loyal Fan.

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