“Helena?” Bette broke the silence.

“Yes?” Helena turned to look at the brunette.

“El came by today, he wanted me to give you this,” She said, pulling Helena’s earring, “He found it in his car, you probably dropped it last night or something.”

“Thank you,” Helena smiled stiffly, she was hoping that Bette didn’t find out about their breakup.

 “He also told me that you guys broke up last night,” Bette said softly, “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, thanks for asking,” Helena smiled softly.

Again, they sat next to each other in silence.

“Can I ask you something?” Bette broke the silence again.

“Sure.”

Bette waited for Helena to look at her in the eye before asking, “Do you have feelings for me?”

She watched Helena hesitate before answering the question.

“Please be honest?”

She watched Helena frown and take a deep breath.

“Yes, Bette. I do have feelings for you.” Helena spilled. “I’m sorry, I hope it doesn’t make it weird for you.”

“Why would it be weird?” Bette was elated, trying hard to suppress a grin but she was also confused at the same time.

“I don’t know,” Helena looked away as she mumbled. “You’re already seeing someone else. I can move out if it gets too awkward for you.”

“What are you talking about?” Bette sounded exasperated at the thought of Helena moving out. “I don’t want you to move out. I’m not even seeing anyone.”

Helena cringed when she asked, “What about that girl, Sierra?”

“I’m not seeing her.” Bette quickly explained. “Helena, look at me please?”

Helena looked up from her glass of orange juice to Bette’s beautiful brown eyes.

“I’m not seeing Sierra. What you saw last night was a big mistake. My head was in a mess, I wasn’t thinking right. I swear to god that the kiss didn’t mean anything at all.”

“You don’t believe in god,” Helena stated flatly.

“That’s not the point,” Bette put the glass that she was holding aside as she ran her hand through her messy hair. “Helena, I don’t want her.”

“She’s not the one that I want, okay?” Bette took a deep breath, “The one I want is you. I like you a lot. Heck, I think that I’m in love with you. You’re the person I care about. You’re the person I think about all the time. You’re the first thought in my head when I get up, the last thought in my head when I go to bed. I think about you when I drink tea, when I go running at the beach. I think about you all the time. And I really hope that you’ll give me a chance, I mean give us a chance.”

Helena’s eyes welled up in tears as Bette spoke truthfully and sincerely.

“I’m sorry for all the stupid things that I’ve done, Bette. I didn’t know what I want, to make my parents happy or to make myself happy. Everything was just out of control. I really care about you too. In fact, I think I love you. I’m sorry for hurting you in any way, I’ve never wanted to do that.”

Bette smiled, she has been waiting for a really long time to hear that Helena felt the same way about her.

“It’s okay, don’t cry,” Bette said softly as she cupped Helena’s face in her hands. She gently used her thumb to wipe Helena’s tears away.

“I,” Bette said as she leaned forward to give Helena a kiss on her forehead.

“love,” Bette kissed Helena’s cute nose.

“you,” Bette lowered her lips and pressed them gently against Helena’s.

They melted into each other when their lips met.

It felt soft.

Warm.

Fuzzy.

And absolutely perfect.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a really, really, really long time,” Bette smiled at the gorgeous Brit after they pulled away from each other.

“I love you Bette,” Helena smiled, leaning in to kiss Bette’s soft lips again.