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    Bisous; #06

     

    “Can I get a dry martini, please,” I told the bar tender. I looked across the bar and found that a pair of eyes fixated on me. She seemed rather intriguing and she looked absolutely stunning. She sipped from her glass and gave me a smile. She was dressed in a simple red satin dress and a mask that covered half of her face, the mask was painted with flowers and leaves.

     

    I took my drink and walked towards her.

     

    “Another?” I asked, gesturing to her empty glass.

     

    “Please,” she replied.

     

    Over the loud music, I couldn’t quite hear her, but I tried to make out what she said.

     

    I ordered her another dry martini; soon one drink became six and I was starting to get slightly tipsy. I had drunk on an empty stomach.

     

    We didn’t quite say much to each other, but I felt comforted just to have her company.

     

    “Having fun?” she asked.

     

    “I’m alright,” I replied, “You?”

     

    “Ok, I think I need more alcohol though,” she said.

     

    I smiled and ordered her another drink.

     

    “You want to go somewhere else?” she asked, “We can escape upstairs and pop open a bottle of red. Get away from the noise.”

     

    “Ok,” I said as she took my hand in hers and led me up a sweeping staircase.

     

    There was something about her that seemed rather familiar about her, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. The alcohol must have been shooting through  my head because everything around me started to blur slightly. I knew she was slightly tipsy too because as we reached the top of the stairs, she missed a step, tripped and burst out laughing. I caught her and held her close to me, I could smell the alcohol on her breath and her skin felt soft and warm.

     

    “Come on,” she said, dragging me into one of the bedrooms and sat down on the bed, “Where is that wine?” She got up and stumbled over to a large cabinet and took out a bottle and two glasses.

     

    She laughed. Even her laughter sounded familiar, but I was too tipsy to care. I giggled as I watched her clumsily try to open the bottle of wine.

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    Comments

    1. oh, i soooo knew something like this was gonna go down…helena should really start to be upfront, and she’s taking the first step by admitting it to herself that she is in love with Bette…pps

    2. wow euni u never fail to amazem me chick…chloe aka helena loves bette thats so sweet i hope bette finds out about her secret bcus i fink they wud b great 2geva.i wonder will chloe ever give up her line of work?love the updates oh and btw ive moved in now and were just finding our feet so to speak but were doin good.hows life?watch out for my new FF ok…i should post nxt wk sometime.

    3. I would think they would recongnize their voice and their eyes. Did Bette know it was Helena? Did she mean she wanted her to take off the mask that she wears on a daily basis. Does Bette know SHE has the hots for Helena. Well Helena/Chloe is in a world of trouble now.

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