Thanks for warning me, Al. Now run along and enjoy that muffin you stole. Bette returned a good natured smile and picked up the tray that she had been preparing all morning. With slow, careful steps she made her way across the house towards the room where Shane was hopefully still asleep. She used her bare foot to nudge the door open, making sure that her girlfriend was still off in her dreams before she made her way to the bed. She set the tray down next to the bed and took a seat on the edge, rubbing a toned arm as she smiled down at Shane.

Baby? Wake up, Im here. Bette smiled and used two gentle fingers to push the brown locks of hair from Shanes eyes.

The girl stirred, batting Bettes hand away before pulling the satin sheets over her head. She let out a loud groan, struggling against Bette to keep the covers over her head.

Come on, Shane. I know youre mad at me.

Im not mad, Im disappointed. She said quietly, voice muffled greatly by the comforter.

Well, I know youre disappointed but I ditched work today so I could cheer you up. I dont want this guilty feeling in my stomach anymore. I dont want to fight, I dont want this to be one sided. I want to make this work, Shane. I really do.She rubbed what she thought to be Shanes back.

Slowly a head poked out from beneath the sheets, black hair darting out in all directions. Her eyes were red and glimmering, the first tear falling past the brim before descending down her cheek.

Aw Shane. A thumb was used to clear the tears from her pasty skin. Shane ignored the gesture and threw her arms and Bette, sobbing silently into her shoulder. A comforting hand ran along Shanes back, holding her close. I promise you that from now on Ill be here. And when Im not, you need to know that there isnt a second that I dont think about you.

Bette, all I wanted to know was why you werent here last night and why you never called. That is all I ask of you next time. I trust you Bette, I honestly do. A small smile played itself on Shanes cherry lips. I trust you because I love you.