"Its okay. Shhh . . Its gonna be okay" Bette cooed as she gently stroked Janice’s hair.

It was hard to make out the words muffled into her shirt but Bette was somehow able to understand through Janice’s emotional sobbing, "I just wanted you to love me. I see the way you look at Tina and I wish you would look at me that way"

"Oh Jan" Bette sighed heavily as she continued to hold Janice close. Her heart broke for the woman in her arms as she silently wondered if their friendship would ever be the same.

It was quiet between them for what seemed like a lifetime. After a few minutes, Janice’s cries subsided and she pulled back from the embrace enough so that she could lift her head. Janice looked deep into Bette’s eyes, desperately searching for something, anything that said she had a chance. She couldn’t find anything.

Janice was beautiful, there was no doubt about that but the sight of her didn’t make Bette’s heart skip a beat the way it did whenever Tina was around. Bette looked down into the red, puffy eyes and was able to make out the hazel orbs through the blur of tears. They looked same as any other but when Bette looked deeper, she noticed how different they were from Tina’s. Janice’s hair was blonde like Tina’s but the cut was all wrong, her layers fell differently. Her lips weren’t shaped the same, neither was her nose.

She appeared so similar but in reality, was different in so many ways. She was no Tina, that much was certain.

Before Bette even realized it, Janice’s head was inching closer. Her hands had gone to the back of the brunette’s head, forcing it forward. Bette had tried to resist but it was too late, their lips met in the middle.

It was soft, tender and incredibly emotional but Bette couldn’t help but feel how wrong it was. She pulled back immediately and pushed Janice away at the same time.

The kiss had lasted no more than a second but unfortunately that’s all it took to break Tina’s heart. She had gone to find out what had been taking Bette so long and was met with a sight that tore her in two. She turned away from the doorway before she had a chance to see Bette reject Janice, neither woman the wiser.