Be Good to Me - Chapter 9/9
Helena Peabody was standing on the terrace facing the ocean. Her lips were pressed hard together as she tried hard not to cry. She knew it was just a matter of time. As much as she knew that she should go back inside and help Myka pack, she just could not handle it right now. She closed her eyes and took a deep shaky breath.
“Fuck,” she whispered as the first tear fell.
Helena leaned her head back, turning her face up as if she could will the tears back inside. Less than an hour from now she would be alone again. No more Myka. No HG. Even though she had only known HG Wells for little more than twenty-four hours she felt like she was addicted. HG’s smile and the intensity in her eyes when she looked at you was something that Helena had never experienced before. Perhaps it was a side effect of being left in darkness for a hundred years, she thought. The need to experience everything to its fullest, not taking any chances, just living each day as if it was the first and the last.
“Helena?”
Helena turned and smiled at HG. It made sense that it was HG who had come to get her. She wondered for a fleeting moment if HG had heard her thoughts. She sighed when HG put her arms around her. Helena rested her head on HG’s shoulder and just enjoyed being near her.
“This is really hard,” she whispered.
“I know,” HG said gently and kissed her cheek. “I’ve become very fond of you too in this short period of time,” she admitted with a sad smile. “I will miss you greatly.”
“Take good care of her,” Helena whispered. “I know she will take care of you.”
“She will,” HG said and smiled. “Trust me; I’ve learned my lesson as far as Myka is concerned. I will not let her down again.”
“If you do, I’ll come after you,” Helena threatened playfully.
“I can only imagine,” HG mumbled and grinned.
Helena laughed and wiped a tear away from her cheek.
“Will you call me if you’re ever in LA?” she whispered and looked out over the ocean, afraid of looking at HG.
HG gently cupped Helena’s chin. She smiled at her and nodded. Her dark eyes were serious, but warm.
“I promise you that we will.”
“I will look forward to that call,” Helena whispered.
“You’ve always lived to the fullest Helena,” HG said and smiled. “Don’t stop now. Keep living and keep loving. Take it from me, life is too short not to.”
Helena nodded. She brushed her lips against HG’s in a soft kiss. She sighed when HG pulled her close and kissed her soundly.
“HG,” she whispered. “You’re making it harder.”
“I’m sorry,” HG whispered. “It’s hard for me too.”
Helena sighed and hung her head.
“Are you ready to leave?”
“Yes darling,” HG said softly.
HG pushed Helena’s hair away from her neck and gently curled her fingers around Helena’s slender neck, playing with the soft baby hairs at the nape of her neck as she held her head against her shoulder.
Helena smiled when she felt another hand on her back.
“I wish you didn’t have to leave,” she whispered.
“I know sweetie,” Myka whispered.
Helena pulled away from HG and turned and smiled at Myka.
“I will miss you,” she said and opened her arms to Myka.
Myka stepped into the embrace, kissing Helena softly before hugging her hard.
“I’ll miss you too,” she said with a sniffle.
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After they left Helena poured herself a glass of wine and sat down on the terrace. She just sat there looking out over the ocean thinking, and trying not to cry. She sipped her wine and thought about the two women who had so changed her life. She had met HG Wells. Helena laughed out loud. Everything had happened so quickly she really had not been able to digest the events of the last forty eight hours.
Helena sighed and leaned back on the lounge chair. She was alone again. Nothing really new with that, except that this time she had lost two women. She choked back a sob. Why was she always left behind? She tried so hard to be a good girlfriend and yet she always lost out.
Her phone chirped alerting her that she had a text message. She clicked on it and laughed, but it turned into a sob.
“Oh HG,” she mumbled as she read the short message again.
Chin up gorgeous. We will see each other again. Miss you darling. We both do.
She texted back that they were welcome to turn around and come back. She felt a little silly and needy, but what did she really have to lose?
Another chirp indicated a response.
Some day darling. You and I will spend many evenings in front of the fireplace talking over a fine cognac. Now go out and find love Helena.
She laughed and nodded, surprisingly feeling better with the knowledge that HG wanted her in her life. Her wine glass was empty and the sun was setting. She picked up her glass and went back inside.
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Three Months Later
Helena Peabody smiled at the woman sleeping next to her in the bed. So many things had happened between them, she was amazed that they had found each other again. It was still too early to tell if this time would be different; if Dylan would stay, or if she would break her heart again. Helena traced Dylan’s eyebrow. Dylan had vowed to her that she loved her and that this time would be different. Helena was not completely sure. She was still scared to trust her, to open her heart up for pain again.
Helena jumped as her phone chirped. She picked it up and clicked on the text message button all while watching Dylan. She gasped when she read the message.
Tomorrow /H&M
Helena texted back, her hand shaking so much she had to retype the short word twice. Dylan stretched and blinked a couple of times as she woke up. Noticing the look on Helena’s face she frowned and touched her cheek.
“Helena? Is everything okay?”
“Couldn’t be better,” Helena said and smiled. “Some very special guests will be here visiting tomorrow.” Another chirp on the phone. Helena stared at the short message. She finally nodded and put her phone away.
“Who?” Dylan asked and smiled at Helena.
“I’ll let them tell you when they get here,” Helena said and smiled as she rolled on top of Dylan. “I think that you’re in for a treat darling,” she purred and kissed her. “That little fantasy you told me about recently. I can make that come true,” she whispered.
Dylan’s eyes grew large and she pushed Helena away.
“You mean?” she whispered. Her cheeks started to change color as Helena nodded. “Oh God,” she whispered.
“Let’s not jump ahead. Let them get here and we’ll see what happens. No matter what, I love them both with all my heart and I have missed them dearly. I cannot wait to see them again.”
“I know,” Dylan said softly. “I met Myka once. She’s lovely.”
“She is, and HG, well she’s… amazing, brilliant, sexy, gorgeous,” Helena laughed. She looked Dylan in the eyes. “I can guarantee that you have never met anyone quite like Helena Wells.”
“Helena Wells?” Dylan said and raised an eyebrow. “HG Wells,” she said and laughed. She looked at Helena for an explanation when she noticed that Helena was very serious suddenly. “What is it?”
“That’s exactly who she is,” Helena mumbled.
“What?” Dylan said and laughed. “Are you saying? Nah, quit jerking me around, Helena. She can’t be,” Dylan said and pulled Helena closer.
“You asked me to trust you Dylan, and that’s exactly what I’m doing right now. I’m sharing my most well kept secret. And the only reason I can do so is because she said I could.” Helena grabbed her phone again and showed Dylan the message.
Tell her /HG Wells
“You’re freaking me out Helena,” Dylan said and stared at her. “This is not possible.”
“I know, but yet it is,” Helena said softly. “I have a lot to tell you before they get here.”
Dylan eased out of bed and offered Helena a hand.
“Perhaps we should get in the shower and you can tell me all about it over tea?”
“Sounds wonderful darling,” Helena said and kissed her.
Dylan held Helena close for a moment just basking in the feeling of holding her again.
“I never thought I would have this again,” she whispered. “I will not screw up again Helena. I promise you,” she said and kissed her. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Dylan,” Helena whispered against her lips.
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