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The L Goes On
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By the time naptime rolled around, the adults were as exhausted as she was. Shane took Helena’s offer to crash for the evening in a spare room of the penthouse she currently resided in, and took her leave. Helena called Alice and they decided to make dinner for Tina and Bette and themselves, while Tasha hung out with her cop friends.
“Fucking LAPD.” Helena snarled when she got off the cell with Alice.
“Oh my. Someone’s quite the radical.” Bette snorted. They flopped into chairs in the back, a baby monitor close by just in case Angelica wanted water or some such whim, and waited for Alice to show.
Helena began to hum a song which Concrete Blonde had once done about the LAPD, and was met with an incredulous look and a gesture to be quiet when Alice strolled into the backyard. Bette had grown quiet, contemplating whether the new Helena was someone she liked immensely or was slightly afraid of—she decided upon both options. She also mentally filed it away that she really should ask Helena about her new friends.
“Fucksakes Helena. You come back to the country for a whole day and now you’re talking like a bad aaaaaasss.” Alice slung herself into Helena’s lap for a sloppy kiss, only to be pushed out and into the pool. They laughed like fools when Alice climbed out and did the same to Helena.
“Jesuuuuuus.” Bette muttered, going back into the house while their shenanigans continued. Her daughter called out to her and she had to go into the bedroom and answer a series of questions, including some about Jodi, before the little girl would take her nap.
Meanwhile, Helena was lamenting her current relationship status. In between worrying, she retrieved a bottle of champagne from Bette’s fridge, and a few glasses. Then she went back for ice and a bucket, while Alice opened the bubbly.
Helena and Dusty were ambiguous and now there was a new woman on the horizons. None of it seemed destined for ‘happily ever after’. It was all starting to bother Helena a little.
“But…” Helena trailed off, speaking too quietly for Alice to hear. Her long fingers began to drum impatiently on the table beside her.
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yay! i was hoping you would write and you did! you’re the highlight of one very suck-ass day for me. can’t wait for more!
hello hb… hmmmmm… I am super duper happy that you are have returned and with such a great story… yep… this is why I think you freaking rock it hard my friend… you take the complexities of human existance and place it right there for all to read and see… you write emotions and self involvement and loathing like it really is… harsh…bitter… hurtful… and no matter how negative these feelings might be… you end with the truth… love is hard… working at love is hard and sometimes when you actually do find it you just don’t know what to do with it… hugs to you my sweet sweet friend, JC
Wow, you write at the core of all the insecurities, self-loathing, and inner tormoil and make me still have hope that love will hope them to overcome all those. Brilliant writing!
Great story hb. i really enjoyed it. i needed a read and i got just what i wanted. thank you so much and i hope you have another part for it XD
I’ve been a Leonard Cohen fan since forever (and will never forgive his wretched business manager for defrauding him of his retirement savings). Sorry to hear about your rough patch, hb. I’ve missed your stories terribly, so two posts in one night is a huge and unexpected pleasure. Of the rich and nuanced “The L Goes On,” I have only one request: sacrifice Sounder II if you must, but please spare the divine Peggy P. because who knows what dismal fate awaits her at the hands of IC, or She Who Doesn’t Write to Please Her Audience.
Love how you are bring all this together Love or being in love is harder than most jobs thaks
hehe, i split this one up–i do not cheat–the NEXT chappy is definately nc17 you big perv. LOL
Big perv? Wellllllll….maybe. Sounds like the pot calling the kettle black, though. I’ve seen the stuff you write.
ha! damn, and its about to get worse! its like my own personal chem lab, only its writing and its writing smut…i don’t know how the two compare, but its all very strange at times. lol
Rubs palms together gleefully. Bring it on, girl.
I said PALMS! You’ve got such a dirty mind!
hey baby i loved this. I can’t post much but i just wanted to say it’s great to have you back writing. I like that even more than having Helena back on the show! Can you just keep writing this at least once a week now to fulfil my obsession? And you never know this might inspire me to get on!
Now see, hb, you are called helebette for a REASON, because you ROCK Bette and Helena. Helebette, not tibette. Have mercy on those of us who are not slaves to the blonde, and write more Bette and Helena! Been a long time gone!
I’m so glad that you’re back at writing some amazing Helebette storys! I’m always happy to see a new chapter up from you. Amazing start on this story. pps!
Danger,danger helebette is back. It’s been awhile since you have made your presence felt. And it’s all good. Great story! PPS!!
Good to see you come up for air, HB. I’ve missed you. I had to laugh at Angelica’s version of Hide & Seek, I can see when it’s played that way that it could take the edge off innumerable cups of espresso. Can’t wait to see what lesbians do at secluded seaside estates. Even though we’re post S5, it seems your Bette & Helena have more ‘history’ than IC has given them. Who’s in the limo? Jenny (got her gun)? Phyllis? Phyllis’ kid? Dawn Dumbo? Nikki? Was I the only one thinking Nikki was going to topple backward off the railing and die on the rocks below while Shane went down on her?
Say, since when does a bit of cupping and trouser (yeah, we’ve already been over the ‘pants’ question) removal warrant an NC-17? You cheat!
wow. great to see you back. i missed you. this start looks promising (hehe, no surprise there…). pps!
wow!!! I’m sorry u r having a hard time of it. Sending ‘good’ vibes your way. Thx for the comment on my story. I missed U.I don’t know where u r taking this but I’m so glad Peggy’s lost her sweet mind & has handed over the keys to the family safe to Helena who of course needs to buy back the Film Studio and plonk Tina at the helm. Buy Bette her own ritzy Gallery. Pay for Shane’s psychiatrist. Get Tasha reinstated to her 1st love, the army & send her back to Iraq where she was ‘obviously happy’ & set Alice up with the ‘love of her life at last’. And can Tucker becuz she is so NOT for Helena who is so absolutely gorgeous that she just has to have a beautiful, woman plus her kids…I mean where have they been while she was in prison & then on the tropical island. Oh yeah, & I liked Jenny in-love so plz get her a decent gf. Max can follow Tom & Jodi back to oblivion plz!!! Anywayz having just plotted half your story I’ll leave u to write your actual story. Take care now & plz post soon.
why is funnyone rubbing her palms for is she getting ready to perform some master massage work here… ok… where’s the line up… hmmmm… ok hb you can cut in front of me… its only fair its your story… and smut and hmmmmm… dessert… JC :P