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    15 Years Later

    "Oh my fucking God!"

    "Hey guys," Shane said approaching us, "you should go in there Alice, I’ve never seen Helena like that."

    "Your brother needs to get slapped!" I commented walking towards Helena’s room.

    "He did, and Carmen is giving him an earful," Shane said.

    I went into Helena’s room, and saw her lying face down on her bed.

    I didn’t say a word, I just went to the bed and laid down next to her on my back.

    Helena turned her head toward me and I looked at her. Her eyes and nose were puffy. She scooted closer to me and laid her head on my chest, wrapping her arms around my neck, and draping her leg over mine as she sobbed.

    I caressed her head gently and said, "you know Helena, when Dana broke up with me, I was devastated. You were there for me. Everytime I thought I was gonna give up, you pulled me to my feet. Then when she died, a piece of me died with her ya know?"

    "Yes, actually I do know," Helena said softly.

    "You didn’t let me get back on antidepressants," I continued, "you were at my apartment everyday, hugging me like this and telling me that I was gonna be okay. And you were right. Look at me now."

    Helena looked up at me a small sad smile tugging her lips, "I was just being a friend."

    "And now I’m being a friend to you," I said kissing my best friend’s forehead tenderly,

    "Helena, you’re gonna be okay."

    …………………………….

    Bette:

    "What the hell Jenny!" I scolded as we walked out of the school and towards my car.

    "I’m sorry momma," she said meekly.

    "Sorry? Jennifer Katherine Kennard-Porter you know better than to draw nasty pictures of your teachers!" I chided.

    Jenny let out a laughter which earned her a glare from me, "sorry, she’s a bitch!"

    "First of all, language young lady, and second it doesn’t matter how mean your teacher is, you don’t draw pictures like that," I said.

    "Okay, but she is a biatch right?" Jenny said stopping at the car door as I opened it.

    I looked at her and said, "yes."

    Jenny laughed and said, "can you blame me?"

    "Get in the car!" I laughed, "you’re grounded for a week."

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    1. Are you trying to give me a heart attack? OMG girl. You are just piling it on. I can’t wait to see what’s next. Sounder I back from the grave. That could’ve been a Halloween challenge  awesome update 

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