“Shit” Helena breathed as she shook her head, “I have to go” she said to Dylan before hanging up the phone.

“Who was that?” inquired Sam

Helena shrugged her shoulders as she walked passed Sam to go charge her cell phone.

“Its okay to have cold feet you know, but once you get it done, you’ll realize it was the best decision you ever made.”

“STOP IT!” Helena shouted, “just stop it! I’m not 12 years old, Sam! You dont know whats best for me, you havent even asked me what I think of everything!”
“I dont have time for this right now, Helena. I have to get ready for the meeting with your mom, and when I get back we’ll finish this discussion.” and she walked out of the room.

Helena threw herself onto the couch, she could feel her blood boiling she was so mad. Sam always does this! She thought to herself, never wants to discuss anything, and always thinks she knows whats best for me! She was starting to realize what Kit has been saying for the last six months, that she’s not happy with Sam and that there would be one person she would be extremely happy with. Helena began recalling all the times she has been even remotely happy, and it started just four months ago when Dylan came back into her life.

The next few days were uneventful, but Sam managed to piss Helena off every chance she got, but no matter what Helena said, Sam brushed it off, completely oblivious to the fact that Helena wanted to talk about ending the relationship.

The day of the trip Helena had planned with Dylan had finally come, and as Helena was packing stuff for the day, Sam came strolling into the bedroom and inquired as to what Helena was doing, “Where you goin?”

Helena rolled her eyes, “I’ve told you twice this week that I’ve been invited to a cooking show and I’m being picked up in just a little bit and I’ll be back later tonight–”
Sam started shaking her head, “You never told me this, Helena. This really puts a damper on my plans for us tonight, I had a romantic dinner planned with a late night walk on the beach.”