Her head was beginning to feel light and dizzy as a slightly burning sensation was slowly forming at her throat. Nevertheless, she reached out for her last cup and began to chug the cool liquid down.

Bette replayed the argument in her head for the umpteenth time. She wanted so badly to tell Helena how she truly felt. She knew that she should have.

Fucking emotions, she cursed in her head, taking a large gulp of beer.

She regretted not expressing those feelings to Helena.

The car ride to the gallery was a fairly quiet one. Helena didn’t have the mood to have a proper conversation and El knew better to give Helena some space.

They made their way towards the entrance of the gallery, which already seemed to be filled with people.

Just right before they entered the gallery, he led Helena to the side of the entrance

“Helena?” 

“Yes?”

 “I was thinking about what you’ve said earlier on and I may be wrong about this but do you think that there could be a possibility that Bette’s jealous?”

 Helena turned to face him and answered without even pausing to think, “No, I don’t think Bette likes me that way.”

 “Nono.” He shook his head. “I meant jealous as a best friend kinda way? Maybe she’s acting this way because I sort of stole her time with you ever since we began dating, you know?”

 Helena took a moment to think about the possibility that El just brought up. It was true that she had been spending more time with El than with Bette. It made sense that Bette would have acted this way out of jealous.

 “Yeah… I guess you’re right.” She decided to stop probing the issue any further. She felt bad for having to make him worry about her. Tonight was El’s big night and she wasn’t going to let anything ruin that.

 “Let’s not talk about this anymore alright?” Helena smiled, reaching out to adjust his jacket lapel then his tie. “Tonight’s your night.”

El smiled appreciatively and kissed her on her forehead, “Thanks. You’re amazing, Helena.”

He then took her hand into his and led the way to the entrance.

The evening proceeded on as El mingled with others, proudly introducing his girlfriend to his close friends and boss. Helena found herself drifting off the conversation that El’s friends were having with her. She couldn’t help but wonder what and where Bette was at right now.