‘No you’re right.  You can keep this whole thing as your dirty little secret and when you go back you can pretend I never existed!’ Helena shouted and left slamming the door.

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Helena stayed out at work all day and Alexa didn’t try to call her.  They both ached to heal their rift but Helena was too stubborn to take the first step and buried herself in her work and Alexa was reluctant to discuss her feelings over the phone.  Alexa tried to cancel her shopping date with Alice, but Alice being Alice she dragged her out anyway.  Alexa tried her best to be breezy with Alice and not let her feelings show but by the time she checked her phone for messages for the twentieth time Alice was starting to realise that something was up.

‘Ok what gives?  Why are you totally obsessed with your phone?’

‘I just don’t want to miss it if Helena texts me is all.’

‘Well why don’t you call her if you need to ask her something that way then we can concentrate on shopping.’

Alexa sighed.  ‘We had a fight,’ she admitted nervously.

‘Oh’ said Alice and raised her eyebrows.  ‘Should I ask what about?’

‘I think I’ve gone and fucked everything up Alice.  She might even want me to leave.  I should probably be packing or something.’

Alice grabbed Alexa’s wrist.  ‘Hey, hold up there road runner, one argument does not a transatlantic flight make.’

‘Yeah well Helena can have anyone she wants, I’m not so special and she’s probably realising that right about now.’

Alice laughed.  ‘Okay there’s really no time for your self esteem issues right now but what I will tell you is Helena thinks you’re special.  Have you seen the way she looks at you?  It’s intense.  Just talk to her, work it out, in fact go do it now and then call me.’

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When Alexa got back to Helena’s place she saw her car in the drive and her heart fluttered in her chest.  She wanted to make things right between them so badly.

‘Helena’ she called out and when she found no answer headed up to the bedroom.  Helena sat at her dressing table, dressed in her robe and brushing her hair out, fresh from the shower.  Alexa caught her eyes as they faced each other through the mirror.  Alexa approached tentatively, taking the brush from Helena’s hand and continuing to lightly comb the strands of chestnut hair she loved so much.