“You dork,” I said to her, rolling my eyes.
"No I’ll answer honestly," Bette said, "I shortened it to T because I wanted to call her something only I called her, though some of our friends stole it from me. To be honest it’s nice to have such a short nickname it’s hard to say Tina when I can barely breathe." She smirked broadly at the insinuation and Carla squirmed uncomfortably.
Greg laughed and said, "that’s what you get for being nosy."
"Hey I am not　uncomfortable with sex of any kind, it’s just my sister’s sex life," Carla said.
"Carla, stop badgering my woman!" I said chuckling.
Carla sighed and said, “Sorry Tina, I just wanna make sure!"
"Yes, please continue," Bette said.
"Okay, have you ever cheated on Tina?" Carla said seriously.
Bette hesitated for a moment so　I answered for her, "yes, but I cheated on her too."
Carla looked at me in surprise and said, "you cheated?"
"Yes, and then she cheated on her other girlfriend with me," I said, "we’re just meant to be."
"Hmm well that’s complicated, but if she’s faithful now, there’s no problem really. I got more questions," Carla said. Greg scoffed and I sighed　as my sister questioned her. This went on for another two hours before Greg got settled on the couch and Carla in the guest room.
"That was brutal," I said as Bette sat on the bed, having just put down Angie and Cal at the same time.
"Nah she’s just caring for you," Bette said leaning over to kiss me on the lips.
"Kit didn’t do that," I said leaning over to kiss her.
"Hmm well Kit and I weren’t always on good terms," Bette said kissing me again.
"They thought I was dead for the past 9 years," I said kissing her again.
"Okay," she said kissing me, "you win." No more words were said as she pressed her lips firmly against mine. I moaned into the kiss, welcoming her tongue. We made out for a few minutes more before Bette said, "I’m gonna get some water, I’ll be right back."
"Okay baby," I said barely able to get away from her. She smiled at my struggle and stood up. I lied down on the bed as I waited for Bette to return, but voices from the living room got my attention. I stood up and tiptoed quietly out of the room and froze in the hallway listening to the voices of Bette and Carla.
"You know, I think Tina was always a lesbian," I heard Carla say.
"You think?" Bette said, "cause she seemed pretty straight when I met her."
"Oh? How long did it take you to get a date with her?" Carla said.
"Well we kinda kissed the day after," Bette admitted sheepishly.
"That’s what I thought," Carla said, "she was in　denial."
"How did you know?" Bette said.
"Did she ever tell you about Layla?" Carla said. Carla, don’t! Don’t tell her that!
"No," Bette said, I could imagine the look of confusion on her face, "she told me I was the first woman she’d ever been with."
"That’s probably true　　　　," Carla said, "Layla was her best friend when she was 15."
"Hmm no she never told me about her," Bette said.
“Well they were best friends and my parents　hated how close they were because she was…" Carla trailed off and I know why.
"She was what?" Bette said.
I could have stopped this but I couldn’t will myself to move. "She was half-black," Greg said.
I had forgotten he was there. "What does that have to do with anything?" Bette said.
"Well Tina loved　her," Carla said, "I knew it even though she didn’t. They had been friends since they were 7 and Layla was irrevocably straight. That doesn’t mean Tina loved her any less and it hit her pretty hard when Layla died in a horrible accident."
I couldn’t stop the tears that filled my eyes. "So, do I look like Layla?" Bette said, a hint of insecurity in her voice.
"You resemble her, but your presence is totally different," Greg said　　　　.
"Yeah I would say you were the opposite of Layla except in the sense of a good friend to talk to," Carla said.
"I don’t think so because she never told　me about this," Bette said.
"Well that’s probably because she didn’t want you to know how she almost fell off the ‘edge of despair,’" Greg said.