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Lately: Part 5
"Shots all around." Shane said as she placed a tray with a bottle of tequila and and a bunch of shot glasses.
"Be careful. Bette gets wild when tequila is involved." Alice said with a smile. Bette smiled back at Alice. Helena quivered remembering Dana’s eighteenth birthday and the romantic interlude in the pool.
Shot after shot, the girls downed the full bottle of tequila. Bette, luckily, was the one who could hold her liquor the best. She felt good, she felt sexy, and she like she was on top of the world. Tequila could do that to her.
"Out of all of us, growing up, Bette and Helena had the most girls." Alice said to Shane, slurring her words, "I remember Bette was with that deaf artist Jodi Lerner when she was sixteen and then you eventually got with Pheobe Cadlack before college. And Helena you were with Catherine Rothberg, remember her? And Dylan Moreland."
Dylan Moreland. The beginning downfall of the legend that was Helena Peabody and Bette Porter.
2001–New Years Eve
The annual Peabody New Years bash was the most exclusive party one could attend. This was Dylan Moreland’s first Peabody party and she was anxious to meet Helena Peabody.
Helena and Bette had gotten into an argument earlier on in the night, over Tina Kennard nonetheless, and weren’t speaking to one another at the party. Helena looked out into the crowd of people to see Bette dancing with Tina.
Bette described Tina as "sweet, baby-faced, T." Helena sighed at the thought of Bette and her strange affection for Tina Kennard. Bette had no clue how wild Tina was—how Tina had been having sex with her ex-boyfriend Eric while she was fooling around with both Helena and Bette.. Tina was about to have Bette wrapped around her little pinkie because Bette was in that lust stage and she was broken already.
Broken because of her. Because she wouldn’t commit to Bette.
"Excuse me?" Helena heard from behind her.
"Yeah?" She turned around to meet eyes with the beautiful Dylan Moreland.
"Hi, I’m Dylan Moreland."
"Helena Peabody."
On the other side of the room, Tina had taken Bette outside to talk. Bette was glad to leave. She was tired of seeing Helena schmoozing with Dylan Moreland. It made her jealous and it worried her. Dylan Moreland was a predator, lurking around the rich and powerful to get into their wallets.
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Oh, this is good. Now let’s see what Bette has to say about that. Great update!
Why do you leave me hanging? I can’t wait to see what Bette has to say to Helena. I really hope these two ladies make amends and try to work things out once again so they can be together. PPS.
Now we’re getting somewhere. Let the talks begin.
Tiiina. Okay, I’ll stop that now :) Because I do like your story. The lost-love premise is nice and I do want to read more :)
Can’t wait to read Bette’s answer. PPS
Love the flashbacks and the family interconnections. This is a real page-turner!
u have my permission to keep the updates coming…great story!
WOW!!! I can not wait to read what Bette says. This is getting so good. I think its bye-bye Tina. Thanks PPVS
Well now…this is what I’m talking about…actual talking…oh this is a fantastic fic…and thanks for the frequent updates…you are just too awesome!!
I love this story, hope you update soon.
love it! more pls!
Love this history lesson on who was with who and how. Great story.
Great story. This is your best.