"So you and Tina, huh?" Janice asked after they had gotten their privacy only to be met with a disapproving look from Bette. "Look I don’t mean anything by it. I just . . I’m glad you finally got what you wanted"

Bette still upset with Janice over what had happened between them, the brunette wanted to respond bitterly to the blonde’s statement but quickly decided against it. As hurt and upset as she was, Bette didn’t want to intentionally hurt Janice. They were still friends on some level and Bette cared for her very much.

"Bette . . " Janice started carefully as she continued to tug on the sleeve on her sweater, "Look, I know I fucked up the night of the artist dinner but you have to believe me . . I’m really sorry"

Since the night of the dinner, Bette had barely given Janice a chance to explain herself or even to apologize. She had blamed her supposed best friend for the way things had turned out between herself and Tina that Bette hadn’t even been able to look Janice in the eyes. Now however, seeing the utter remorse in the blonde’s eyes, Bette felt like she had been stabbed in the stomach. She wasn’t even sure how to answer.

"I won’t deny that I have feelings for you but . ." Janice struggled to continue, "I’ve accepted that you don’t feel the same way. I also realized that there are some things that are far more important"

Bette continued to watch Janice squirm in her seat, her eyes beginning to gloss over. She was so obviously fighting tears and regardless of their situation, Bette wanted nothing more than to reach other and touch her friend’s arm. She remained silent, giving Janice the time that she needed to continue.

"You’re my best friend, Bette. I’ve loved you forever" She finally burst out, her lip quivering and her tears threatening to spill. She looked up to
the ceiling as she blinked back the persistent drops, "To be honest, I would rather have you in my life as a friend than not at all"