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What Becomes of the Broken: Brighton
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"Okay, so start talking." Bette said, already becoming agitated at the sound of Catherine’s name. The woman made her nauseated. She had this phony confidence–cockiness. Cockiness stemmed from, Bette thought, having people think less of you. It made her wonder what Catherine had been through in her life that would make her feel that way.
Helena sat up in the bed and let out a deep breath that she hadn’t noticed she was holding. Bette sat up with her, wrapping her body in the sheets.
"So, you know how we were gambling and we made all of this money, which was nice. It was like she’d have me bet on things or she’d have me play poker in games she set up and she would take a ‘cut’. I used the term lightly because I really never touched the money, except for once. Well, things started changing and I started feeling like she would use me. I was like a slave or a servant or something. So, I stole it."
"Wait, what? I don’t think I understand what you’re saying. You stole it?"
"Yeah, I just went into the safe and took all of it."
"How much?"
"Something like ten million."
Bette felt her heart beating, but she was too dazed to believe she was still alive. Didn’t Helena know that was a felony in the United States, and probably most of the civilized world?
"T-tt-ten million, you said?"
"Yes, I know. I know that it was stupid and Catherine is probably looking for me right now and she’s close with my mum, so she’s probably going to be calling her soon."
Bette ran her hands through her curly locks and let out a breath.
"Okay. Okay, this is what we’re going to do. I want you to write down how much you won, personally, on a sheet of paper, from each game you won. Then we’ll calculate how much of it is Catherine’s. I suggest you speak to your mother immediately. I’ll get my lawyer on the phone tomorrow. Where’d you put the money?"
"Its at Alice’s. In the back of her cubboard."
Bette let out a frustrated laugh, "Are you kidding me? You left ten million fucking dollars in Alice’s cubboard! Oh my God, Helena! What were you thinking?"
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Bette and Helena are sweet together. Let the challenge begin. Time for Bette to put this chick in her place.
Oh, I can’t wait! Go Bette! Whoop. You know I adore your story. Thanks for posting. Angel Dx
I am so loving this. Bette is going to kick this Donna’s ass hard I hope. B&H are so sweet. Thanks PPS
Ash how could you leave us hanging like this,,LOL!!! I loved it, $10 mil, that is alot, and that means that Helena is nolong a pauper, cool. I love that fact that they are quite honest with one another and helping each other. Now I can’t wait to see what our Alpha Bette Porter going to do to Donna..great chapter Ash
Storing ten million bucks in Alice’s cupboard? Sometimes it seems that Helena does not inhabit Planet Earth, but of course that’s one of her endearing qualities! After recovering from her initial shock, Bette handled the revelation beautifully. I don’t expect Donna will faze her either.
This story is so delicious. So much fun to read. I like how Helena makes Bette treat her as an equal. Now, Bette needs to get her alpha on when meeting w/Donna. Or just have Helena drape all over Bette at the pub/club. PPS.
uh oh…this is going to be interesting…but please don’t let them fist fight, verbal jabs will be great…but they’re to gorgeous to fight…ooooo, but i’m sure your next post is going to be great!! pps!
I’ve been to Brighton allbeit many years ago!
i’m 1 of ur silent readers… i would just like to say u are an amazing writer and and u have captivated me w/ ur story as well as ur writing…. thank u for this and keep it up! pps!
I think “the little girlfriend” is gonna make Donna rue those words…I will bring the popcorn!!!!! On with Bette and Helena..love em…