“I didn’t say that Bette. Bette, how do you even know that I’m attracted to women? Was it you gaydar?” I mean, damn am I being that obvious. Of course I am. Look at the floor in the kitchen. Or the break down I just had in front of her. Of course I’m attracted to her. Still something wants her to admit that maybe it was a mistake.

“Tina, have you seen that kitchen floor? I think because of this thing with you and Grace, you’re trying to push me away. She threw that plate on the ground, didn’t she?”

“Yes.” I whisper. I think I feel more tears.

“She loves you Tina. I know that. There is nothing like the pain of betraying a best friend….. But Grace and I aren’t together. And neither are you and Eric. And to answer your question, I know you like me.”

“Because of the dance?” I know the other stuff she said, but I want to know why she knows I like her. It’s a lighter subject.

“It had nothing to do with the dance Tina. It started when I grabbed your hand and led you to the dance floor. I felt it then. And it felt damn good.”

I felt more than that. “I did feel it Bette. And it did felt so *****, excruciatingly good to have your arms around me….. But Eric’s your brother and something’s going one between you two. Something like competition and I don’t want to be the prize that the winner gets. And I don’t want to be caught in the middle of fighting siblings. Don’t you understand that?” Just like I’m sure she doesn’t want to caught in the middle of the ***** storm that surrounding this house.

“Then choose Tina. However you feel. If the connection with Eric is stronger, then please tell me now. I can’t live my life in limbo with you. I want this. I want to know you and I want to be wanted by you.”

Who doesn’t want that. But it’s never as simple as saying ‘let’s do this. ***** the world and our families’ isn’t it. Not when you’re not sure that this is all you need to be happy.