Bette fidgeted nervously. “Uh… yeah?”

“Fuck, Bette, with how many girls did you sleep?”

Bette rubbed her neck. “Honestly, Tina, I’ve… I’ve no idea, really. But that’s all over now. I… I’m with you now. Those other girls… they’re the past. I only slept with them once.”

“And that’s supposed to make it better?” Tina asked, feeling herself getting angry. “What kind of person were you, Bette? You never struck me as someone who would want to hide themselves. I never thought you were that concerned about your reputation – as if you need one. Every girl’s willing to do you, books in your room or not!”

“It’s not so much that I wanted to hide myself…”

“What the fuck was it then? You just said it yourself, they’d think it wasn’t cool. I don’t know anymore, Bette. You slept with dozens of girls and I don’t know any of them. I could go to the supermarket and run into a girl that has fucked you and I wouldn’t know. How many people have you fucked? Maybe you say this to every girl, maybe I’m just another one down the line!”

“No, I swear, Tina, you’re not. You’re really not, I’ve never felt as strong for anyone as I feel for you.”

“How many times have you said this?”

“Never.”

“Why should I believe you?”

“Because you trust me?”

“Why should I? For all I know, you’re lying to me and mocking me without me even knowing it. Sometimes I feel that I don’t know you at all!”

“You knew I was a player before I met you…”

“I didn’t know it was like this. I’m sorry, but I don’t know if I can deal with this; how many hearts you must have broken…”

“I didn’t break any, T. They always knew the deal: one night and then it’s over. They all knew.”

“And there never was a girl who thought she could change your mind?”

“Sure there were. But they got the message in the end.”

“Why did you do it? Sleep with so many people?”

“That’s a long story and I’m not even sure myself.” Bette sat down as well and looked out of the window. “Maybe it’s my dad’s genes, but at least I don’t hurt people like he did.” Bette sounded bitter now.

“What do you mean?” Tina asked softly. 

A long silence followed. After what seemed like hours, Bette got up and moved closer to Tina to kiss her, but the blonde refused. Bette looked confused.

“I don’t know, Bette. You’re the person I always said I’d never fall for. I can’t understand why you did what you did and until you can give me a full explanation, it’s over. I’m not sure I can deal with the fact that you mindlessly gave your body to anyone who offered hers. Doesn’t sex mean anything to you?” A tear was straying down Tina’s cheek as she walked out of the door. She turned around to look at Bette again, hoping the brunette would say something, anything, to try to stop her from leaving.

Bette was just staring at the empty closet. She was in another world. Tina tried to hold back the tears as she went down the stairs and out of the front door. She didn’t feel ready to go back home, she didn’t want to explain and she didn’t want to pretend she was happy either. She went to the library, sitting down on the grass field behind the building, crying her heart out. She didn’t hear her cellphone ring and if she had, she would probably have ignored it. Right now, she wanted to be alone with her thoughts and her broken heart.