Everything fled from Dana, her pent up fear, anxiety, loneliness but most of all the suffocating empty darkness that had swamped her existence for the past year and a half. Like a river the emotions swam down her face, sloshed their way down her neck and on to Alice where they were soaked up and destroyed, for she was safe here, if only for a moment, and a moment was really all she was looking for. Maybe it was that intoxicating but wholly familiar scent of her ex that triggered such a reaction however only now did she realise how tired of living a lie she actually was, what was worse she wasn’t sure where the lie ended and reality began anymore, her life was one big fucking blend of shit right now. Drunk with a mixture of sadness and embarrassment Dana lifted her head. Softened features met her as a thumb wiped a collection of mucus, mascara and liquid away, lips kissed the remainders and worked their way down lightly touching the skin as the destination of another set of  lips was finally found.

Seconds before Dana’s outburst Alice was ready to pull away, there would have been a very different outcome had she actually done such a thing but today fate was on overload at bringing and reconnecting these two women together again. Joined in an unexplainable set of circumstances, Alice realised she was going nowhere, she had a new purpose to fix this chaotic disarray she had created, first she had to fix the broken woman with pleading eyes next to her. “It’s ok, I’ve got you,” she whispered, not really knowing if it was ok at all or if it would be again.

Once Dana was composed enough she spoke. “Alice I’m so sorry, I don’t know what-.” “It’s fine, I don’t need an explanation Dane, I’m the one who should be sorry, if I hadn’t come here…” Alice’s thoughts and voice traced off into a distance she couldn’t describe. “You must think I’m cuckoo, shooting at you, kissing you then crying!” Alice let out a small chuckle, “I’m pretty sure I don’t think you’re any more or less crazy than I even thought you were.” Even Dana tried hard to suppress a small giggle as she wiped her eyes and pulled away, humiliation setting in a little more now as she tried to turn away and hide her face, her usual tough demeanour blemished and her pride more than sore. “Dana?” “Yeah?” Alice wavered suddenly feeling more intrusive than ever but wanting to know the answer to her question. “You think I could stay over?” Dana smiled as she led her feet over to the blonde and kissed her so softly the journalist was barely aware of her presence. “Of course.”