Don’t it mean I love you

“Or could fall in love with me?”

Think it means I love you

“She doesn’t even know me!”

Don’t it mean I love you

“What do I do?”

Te amo, te amo,

Bette was watching Tina, practically hearing the gears turning in her head, the awkward silence suffocating her. She had no idea what was going through Tina’s head but considered the fact that she had not run away a good sign. Still, she was on the verge of a panic attack (for the first time in a situation not involving damaged artworks!) and desperately needed fresh air.

She’s scared to breathe
I hold her hand, I got no choice uh

Tina could see Bette had trouble breathing, her chest heaving even though there was nothing in the room that was physically depriving them of air. She took Bette’s hand, taking the lead this time, knowing that Bette’s brain was shutting down, only focusing on breathing.

Pulled me out on the beach, danced in the water,

“Come on Bette, breathe for me.”

“Need fresh air. Beach?” Bette gasped out.

Tina agreed, pulling Bette towards the beach.

Bette literally felt her body loosen as she moved towards the waves, led forward by Tina.

“She’s not avoiding me, she’s actually helping me, that’s a good thing right?” Bette was almost giddy with the sudden influx of fresh air and the idea that Tina was not just abandoning her there. Giddy to the extent that she suddenly pulled Tina into the water, splashing around and dancing.

Tina stared at her dumbfounded, feeling the whiplash from Bette’s sudden change in mood. She quickly snapped out of it when she felt Bette grab her and pull her in.

I start to leave
She’s begging me and asking why it’s over

Tina, having been pulled off balance, fell into Bette’s steady, strong embrace. The shock of having been off-kilter and the cold rush of the water dazed her for awhile but she was brought out of it by Bette’s lilting voice gently asking whether she was alright. With that, she pulled out of the embrace, glared at Bette and made to move back to the house.