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    A Thin Line – Chpt 5

    When she paused, I encouraged her, “It’s alright, Helena. Say or ask me whatever is on your mind.”

    “Remember that you granted your permission then,” she said.

    I smiled into the phone, “I’ll remember.”

    “Shall I assume correctly that you’re not upset about last night? I mean, you are at least speaking with me.”

    “No, Helena. I’m not upset.” I clarified, “Confused? Yes. But not upset, not angry at you. Not for any reason.”

    “That’s a relief. I’m glad. Now, just to warn you, I’m going to venture into some possibly more turbulent waters.”

    I closed my eyes and braced myself. “Go on.”

    A few silent moments passed. “Bette, how are you getting on with your break-up with Tina? Am I being too personal?”

    Taking a deep breath and exhaling, I answered, “No, Helena. You’re not being too personal. I certainly have my bad days, but it’s slowly getting better. The anger is dissipating. The sadness, diminishing. It helps that I have my new job to keep me busy. And she does allow me to see Angelica at least every other weekend. It’s a process. I’m sure you’re aware of that.”

    “Only too well,” Helena replied.

    “And I will be so bold as to admit to you, Helena, that last night before I came to meet you and Alice at The Planet, I was having a bad time with it. I was preparing for Angelica’s visit, and absolutely dreading to see Tina this morning. That doesn’t always go well. Sometimes I allow myself to wallow in thoughts of what could have been. And sometimes I like to blame you that Tina and I didn‘t stay together. It’s easier than taking responsibility myself. But deep in my heart, I know things would have worked out like this anyway. Tina and I were over long before you ever came along. I can see that in hindsight. I have had time to do a lot of thinking in the past few months. And as Alice so conveniently reminded me last night, you had nothing to do with Tina’s resurging interest in the male population.” Realizing the intense edge the conversation had taken, I attempted to subdue it with some mild humor. “You didn’t, did you? Have anything to do with Tina going back to men?”

    “I assure you I did not, Bette Porter,” she huffed, feigning indignation. “You had better be teasing me!”

    I could barely control my laughter. In a few moments, she joined with me.

    “Believe me, Helena, after what you did to me last night, I guarantee you, I’m teasing.”

    “I do believe you’re toying with me, Bette,” she said flirtatiously.

    “I do believe I am,” I admitted, as much to myself as to her.

    “Bette?” she hesitated. “Will you have dinner with me tomorrow night?”

    “Are you asking me out, Helena?”

    “I’m asking you to have dinner with me. At my place. Tomorrow. After Angelica goes back with Tina. As we discussed last night in the car.” Her voice, laced with a controlled eagerness, was charming me. “And if it’s nice, we can dine on the deck. Perhaps, take a walk on the beach to talk some more. That is, if you’d like.”

    “Yes, Helena, I think I would like. I accept. May I bring some wine?”

    “Please, if you wish.”

    Just then I heard Angelica stirring in her crib. I stood up to make my way to her room.

    “I should probably go now, Helena. I hear Angelica waking up from her nap.”

    “Certainly, I understand. Why don’t you call me tomorrow and we’ll arrange a time.”

    “I will. Until then. Have a good evening.”

    We each said good-bye and I clicked off the phone, marveling at how quickly our feelings can change.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    Comments

    1. Yay! I thought I’d test my luck and see if you’d updated before I went off to bed, and yes yes you have. I loved this, as per usual. I liked the whole intimacy with Bette and the playful banter between the two on the phone. I’m excited for Bette! This all seems so natural, like it could very well be written in on the show. (which, after seein the finale, I am starting to lose hope in) So, I’m glad you’re continuing. :) And check your mail, if you haven’t gotten the note I left a few days ago.

    2. Ok, I’ve pimping this story and a couple of others on the discussion board at the Helena/Bette thread!! Soooo I’ve decided to actually leave a comment:) Love the story and the pace of it. I always look forward to your postings and can’t wait for more!!

    3. Zheese, Another magnificent morsel into a potential pleasureable paramour between Bette and Helena. These way that Bette and Helena are beginning to open up to one another is marvelous. They are tip-toeing towards each other with such awe and deference. Afraid to make the wrong move but equally propelled to make a move. The temptation is there and must be challenged and satified to allow them to take the final leap. This is a must read tale now. I only hope that IC reads your fantastic fan fiction and realizes just how magically this partnership could become. You have pitched it perfectly and managed to capture and portray the desires and needs for both Bette and Helena as they succumb to their emotions. Can’t wait for the following chapter as the gal meet for dinner and…. Your Loyal Fan.

    4. Another excellent chapter zheese. Do I detect a certain familiarity with the french language? Merci beaucoup pour l’histoire de Bette et Helena…..

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