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    Before the Fall – Three

    She ignored the looks she was getting as she headed into the kitchen without waiting for an to answer her question.

    She leaned over the kitchen sink and took in a deep breath. She felt slightly dizzy. A little bit tipsy. Seemed like she was drinking entirely too much lately.

    She was going to put a stop to this, she thought. Tonight. There was no reason why she had to continue going on like this. She would just talk to Helena and tell her—

    What was she going to tell her?

    What could she say to Helena? Why should she bother saying anything at all to her? After all it wasn’t like she was the one who’d packed up and moved all the way across the country.

    She pulled her cell phone from her pocket and dialed.

    She listened to it ring and ring, until it finally went to voice mail.

    “You know you think you can make me do anything you want, don’t you?” she asked Helena’s voice message as it beeped. “Well you can’t. I won’t. You don’t control me, Helena. I’m glad your gone.”

    “Leaving messages like that won’t get her to call you,” Shane said from behind her.

    Bette turned and eyed Shane.

    “I don’t really want her to call me.”

    Shane leaned against the doorjamb and ran a hand through her hair.

    “That’s good. Because that message? Wouldn’t work. Bette it doesn’t have to be so difficult…”

    “Shane what would you know about it?”

    “You’re right. I wouldn’t know anything about it. I’ve never been in love and watching you, well that’s not a glowing endorsement. I’m happy being single, Bette. I like my life. Doing my thing with anyone I want. That’s me. But what about you? Can you honestly say you’re happy?”

    Bette dropped her eyes.

    “I…I thought I was.”

    “Then maybe you should think about that. What’s different in your life?”

    “I’ll say the obvious, Helena. She’s what’s missing. Look, Shane I appreciate the advice. But I don’t want to talk about it.”

    Shane nodded and turned leaving the kitchen. Bette strode to the refrigerator and pulled it open. Feeling if possible much worse.

     

    ““

     Helena sat in the den in her mother’s apartment, away from her parents as she listened to her voicemail. She’d been expecting a call from a member of her board.

    Comments

    1. Oh Speedy. I was having chest pain through out that painful conversation with Bette and Helena. What the hell is wrong with Bette, why won’t she admit what she is feeling, why is she afraid to give into it. How awful for Helena and now what the hell has happened to Bette Please, please please, please post soon. My chest is heavy :-(

    2. You’ve been hinting that we will find out why our playa Bette is so reluctant to be involved with Helena. I wonder if they are related??? Is Bette the offspring, bastard child of Astor? Does she know this, so knows she cannot even begin to lay hands on Helena? I hope I’m wrong… Please tell me I am wrong. I hope for a happy ending but sometimes it just isn’t what we want. Brillant as stated before. You definately have skills.

    3. Squirl, no! No, no, no. That thought never crossed my mind. I wouldn’t be able to write something like that anyway. Rest assured I am not Jerry Springer. There’s no blood relation between Bette and Helena. None. Breath easy. Whew!

    4. What in the world was the inspiration for Peggy and Astor? Those two are really special. Great description, I felt as though I was there. Ok, what was really the impetus for the current situation that B and H find themselves experiencing? Is H truly tired of pining or did something specific occur? Ummmm…..what’s AU? The two stories almost feel like they fit together, almost! BYMAPS

    5. Good work, really. And although I like some of those, it IS nice to read a good story with proper grammar & spelling.Keep up with the excellent work, I’m really looking forward to the next episode.

    6. lwfan_niki AU is alternate universe. Which since this isn’t cannon, it would be AU. The two stories won’t resemble each other too much hopefully. Thanks a lot guys.

    7. Good god :( this chapter made MY heart ache too… you’re cutting us right to the core with this story Speedy… I hope you have happy ending and give us hope. Thanks for this..

    8. See a good reason why you shouldn’t drink so much, speedy, I LOVE this story and especially that it’s not focused on tina. I love how you write these two, pls post soon, I’m hanging on the edge of my seat!!!

    9. OMG! You’re making my heart ache with this chapter! I… shit! I’ve been where Helena is and this chapter just brought it all home to me. dman, you’re good! Despite the heartache and gut-wrenching conversations, this is written superbly. I am so into this story. You’ve got some serious talent there, Speed. I hate to see the end of each chapter. That’s a sure sign of something great! Please, continue. Preferably, real soon..lol! If there was a rating, you’d get 5 stars for all of the chapters so far! Magnificent job you’re doing. Keep it up!

    10. I can’t stop reading this story…I am a Tibetter but this story is so appealing. The tension between the two of them is so powerful. I don’t know what is holding Bette back from admitting to Helena that she means the world to her…you have written this so well I am on the edge of my seat. Will Helena make it back to LA? Keep posting.

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