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    Young Folks – Chapter 11

    Story written on June 24, 2009 by risque.
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    Bette and Helena

     

    She shook her head, reminding herself, Bette is just a friend, she is nothing more than that. You are absolutely a hundred percent heterosexual.

     

    Her thoughts were disrupted when she heard the door being unlocked. The door swung open as Bette walked in with three bags of groceries.

     

    Helena rushed over to the door to help Bette out.

     

    “Thanks.” Bette flashed a warm smile, handing a bag over to Helena.

     

    “You’re absolutely welcome.”

     

    They placed the bags on the kitchen counter. Bette insisted on Helena to continue with her meal and let her deal with the unpacking of groceries.

     

    “How are you feeling?” Bette asked, putting away the last bit of groceries.

     

    “Like I’ve been ran over by a large truck.” Helena gave a lazy smile, rubbing her head. “Please be a good friend and remind me never to play games involving tequila ever again.”

     

    Bette laughed, “Well, I sincerely apologize for the fact that you had to drink up for me.”

     

    “Ah…” Helena smile playfully. “Well, I will forgive you since you’ve brought me home in one piece. Thank you for that.”

     

    Bette then recalled how she had a hard time restraining herself from ogling at Helena when she helped her change and put her in bed.

     

    “Don’t worry about it.” Bette smiled weakly.

     

     

     

    The night before…

     

    “Thanks, B.” Alice peered into the window at the passenger seat as she steadied herself with Dana slumped on her shoulder. “And remember, don’t fuck things up.”

     

    “Yes Al…” Bette rolled her eyes. “Good night.”

     

    “Night, Porter.” Alice said, turning to walk into the building.

     

    Bette decided to wait for a while longer to make sure that both of her friends make it safely into the building.

     

    “DON’T FUCK THINGS UP!” Alice turned around and yelled before disappearing into the building.

     

    Bette couldn’t help but chuckle at her friend’s antics.

     

     

     

    Present time…

     

    “Hey Bette.” Helena exited from the bathroom and into the living room.

     

    “Yeah?”

     

    “Does this belong to you?” Helena walked over to the couch that Bette was seated on.

     

    Bette squirmed at the crumpled piece of paper that Helena was holding in between her thumb and index finger.

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    5. i understand how helena feels, but she also has to be true to herself . You can’t live your life just to please others, ya know? Hope to read more soon.

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