It was obvious how much they meant to one another.

A hint of jealousy rushed over Helena, to her surprise.  She wasn’t sure why she was jealous or exactly what it was that she jealous about; let alone which girl she was really jealous of.

As people began filling in the apartment for Alice’s party, Helena greeted those she knew and introduced her to those she did not.

But when Bette walked in, it seemed like everybody knew her.  The air around her seemed to glow.  She was envious of every girl Bette hugged, especially Alice.

Their hug was tight and long.  They practically stuck to one another the whole night.  As music pumped through the apartment, Bette’s arms remained around Alice’s waist, rocking her slowly against the music.

Bette was more than aware of Helena’s presence in the room.  She could feel her eyes on he.  She shot a glance her way.

Helena looked beautiful that night.

Bette wasn’t above admitting that Helena had her attention.  She could see the anger in her face but knew that it covered up something deeper than that.

Helena was jealous.

Bette loved it.

People began filing out of the apartment four hours later and Bette offered to clean up.

“I’m going to bed.” Helena said.

“Okay, goodnight.” Alice said, but Helena was shutting her bedroom door, “What the hell is her problem?”

“Don’t worry about her.” Bette tossed the last of the red party cups into the trash.

She felt a warm hand on her lower back that crept slowly to her front and rested just above her waistband.

“I’ve missed you, Bette.” Alice whispered into Bette’s back, laying her head against her shoulder blade.

Bette exhaled slowly.  This was the part of the evening that Bette knew would happen eventually.  She turned to face Alice.

She didn’t speak, but took Alice’s chin between her fingers and lifted it, so there lips would meet.  Bette wrapped her arms around Alice’s bottom and lifted her entire body.  She carried her into Alice’s bedroom.

She placed Alice safely on the bed and closed the door behind her.

~

Helena had just fallen asleep when she heard noises outside her room.  Sleepily, she got up and moved towards her door.  She thought maybe the apartment had noises that most homes had that she would just need to get used to.

It didn’t take o long for her to figure out where the noises were coming from and who was making them.

She peered into Alice’s cracked door to see Bette on top of Alice; both of them moving rhythmically to each other’s internal beat.

“Shit…” Helena whispered, quickly covering her mouth, hoping they wouldn’t hear.

As she watched Bette’s back muscles flex, she figured out whom she was jealous of earlier.

She was jealous of Alice.

She was jealous that Alice had Bette.

And that scared her.