“Why are you nervous?” Bette raised an eyebrow.

“Nervous? Me?” Helena tried to laugh, “No, I’m not, I just… you know…”

“Yes, you are. You’re rambling. You ramble when you’re nervous.” Bette looked genuinely concerned, “You okay?”

Helena laughed nervously. She didn’t like how Bette could read her so well, especially now that she no longer stands a chance with her.

“I wasn’t trying to accuse you of invading my privacy you know,” Bette jokes, trying to get the Brit to loosen up.

“Yeah, I know that.” Helena smiled, “Well, I’ll let you have your privacy, I’m going to go get a change in clothes.” Helena quickly made her way out of Bette’s bedroom. Living with Bette and knowing that she’s seeing someone else was proving to be even harder than she had expected.

Bette was puzzled with Helena’s peculiar behavior. Was the Brit mad at her for something she has said or done? She walked out of her bedroom to find Helena’s bedroom door closed.

She shrugged to herself before walking towards to the kitchen to grab something to drink while waiting for Helena to come out of her room. She wants to talk to Helena. No, correct that, she needs to talk to Helena. And she needs to do it now.

Bette propped herself onto the kitchen counter, sipping on a glass of orange juice as she tapped her heel against the counter cabinets gently. She began to feel nervous as she tried to rehearse in her head what she was going to say to Helena.

After what seemed like hours of waiting, Helena exited her room dressed casually in a white t-shirt and jeans, with her hair up in a perfectly messy bun. Bette couldn’t think of one time when Helena didn’t look good.

“I saved you a spot,” Bette smiled warmly, patting on the empty space next to her.

Helena smiled back, hopping onto the spot next to Bette.

“And a glass of orange juice too,” Bette chuckle, handing Helena the glass of orange juice.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.”

They sat next to each other in a comfortable silence. Bette was contemplating on how tell Helena how she felt about her while Helena contemplated whether she should even bring it up.