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    Moi Lolita #12

    As the kiss ended Helena felt a mirade of emotions, bringing her fingertips to her mouth. She could feel how swollen they had become; tingling almost. Reality always threatened to cloud her judgement of the short haired brunette, when her eyes fell on the expectant orbs she felt encased in a tug of war over her mind with her heart. For far too long Helena had let herself believe she had never loved Dylan and that Alyssa was the woman of her life, only now she knew she had manipulated her own feelings for something that solemnly didn’t exist.

    Too scared to speak both women stood in a trance only to try and rationalize what one another was thinking. When in fact neither could be too sure if the other had regretted the intimate moment they shared.
    Dylan stood there as her hands sunk into her trouser pockets the nerves evident to see, all she could do was wait. Then and only then would she speak, her fears pushing her into a coma like state.

    She carefully watched as Helena roamed her fingers through her hair, but noticing the fingers that kept getting placed on her lips.

    It seemed Helena may be just as afraid as she was, minutes had past and the sound of the birds as they dispersed through the sky was the only sound that could be heard.

    Taking a deep breath and running her slender fingers through her hair one more time Helena finally felt she could speak.

    "I can’t let myself be subjected to another heartache, I just can’t do it not this time; not ever". Her statement had been bold and dripping with self doubt, how could she trust Dylan when she had no idea if she could trust herself.

    Shuffling her weight around Dylan wasn’t sure if she could make the British beauty see, she would never hurt her again. Not even in her dreams would she betray her, for her heart would not allow it. She reminded herself it hadn’t in all the years she hadn’t been around, but still there was concern how could she promise such a thing that was uncertain just like life could be.

    "Lena, I won’t hurt you I swear I mean it. I… I just could never do that to you, to lose you all over again that would hurt me even more for the fact I know I did exactly what I promised not too to the woman I love with all that I am."

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