Great, Porter, just great. You have to be harsh, stand for your point, and you end up giving in again. But you love her, you love her so much.

“Come here, babe,” Bette said. She couldn’t help it. She sat up and patted on the empty seat next to her. Cassie came to her and wanted to lean on her, but Bette pulled her away. She looked at her, apoligizing with her eyes.

“I just can’t do this, okay? It’s really not your fault. You are a wonderful person, and I am sure that you will find someone who can give you all the love you deserve.”

Cassie was crying, her whole body was shaking. It broke Bettes heart.

“But you are the one, Bette! I am sure you are. I love you, I love you, I fucking love you!”

Cassie had went angry again and started hitting Bettes chest.

“Auch! That hurts,” Bette said. It really did.

“You hurt me too! My pain is far worse than yours.”

Bette stood up and went to sit in the other couch.

“You know, you’re absolutely right. I am a monster without any feelings. I have spent the last five years of my life on pretending to love you, just to be able to hurt you really bad now. I’m enjoying it and it was worth the patience.”

Cassie didn’t have anything to say to that.

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Tina Kennard POV

Tina looked up as she heard a knock on the door. She put the script she was reading aside and walked slowly towards the direction of the sound.
As she had hoped, Alice was way less patient. Her roommate had already opened the door for her. She felt like hiding very much when she saw Ians face, but she had told him she’d be home. It would be ridicolous to pretend that she wasn’t there, and Alice didn’t know about the whole situation.

“Tee, it’s for you!” Alice yelled.

“I’ll be there in a moment.”

The next evening, the opening of the exposition at the gallery

Tina felt very uncomfortable. Against any of her expectations, Ian had brought a dress. She was against wearing it, she didn’t like borrowing clothes from someone she hardly knew.