Idina walks into her apartment. She knows it's just a show. She knows that her girlfriend has probably felt this way about her. But she can't help the feeling of anger. The feeling of rage. The feeling of, dare she say it, jealousy. She changes from her skin tight red dress to her vest and yoga pants, wanting to feel more relaxed. It didn't help. She poured some tea in an attempt to cool her jealousy. That didn't help either. She had never felt this way before about anyone. She had seen her ex-husband on doing countless things with countless women on TV, and that has never fazed her. But now, she was pissed. And she had no idea why.
"Baby! I'm home!" Idina was on the couch eating Ben and Jerry's when Tracie walked in. "Did you enjoy the show?" Tracie beamed at her girlfriend, who simply glared back at her, repeating her in an accent dripping with sarcasm. Tracie sat in front of her, dropping her smile. "Baby? What's wrong?" Idina turned her head, simply ignoring her. She couldn't tell Tracie why she was annoyed, she would know she was a jealous idiot and dump her. But she couldn't lie to her. She could never lie to her. So she willed herself to simply blank her. Tracie, annoyed by this action, stormed into the bedroom to change. She had no idea what she had done to annoy Idina.
That night, Idina climbed into bed with Tracie facing away from her. At first she turned away from her lover of six months. But she soon began to miss the familiar arms around her waist, the familiar feeling of her girlfriends cold feet on her calves - which she usually complained about, but now missed. So she turned back around, propping her head up on her hands. "Trace? You awake?" Tracie responded by turning to look her in the eyes. "I'm sorry." Idina leant down to kiss her, which Tracie gratefully received. "I still don't understand why you were so upset. Did I do something?" Tracie asked once they broke apart. Idina looked down, embarrassed. "I got jealous" She mumbled, her cheeks turning red. "Jealous? Why? What would make you feel jealous?" Tracie asked, now shifting herself to be the same height as her girlfriend. "You..." Idina didn't want to say it, she felt stupid. "You kissed Eden." She said quickly. "I know it's just a play, but it doesn't mean I like it anymore. I mean, I never get jealous. Ever. At all. And now with you and I saw you do one performance and now I felt so angry like I wanted to smash her stupid face in. And it's so frustrating. Because I can't do anything about it except suck it up and deal with it. But that makes me angrier because you're mine and I love you and I have to deal with the fact that every night you practically make out with another woman." After Idina finished her rushed monologue, she stared down at Tracie, who was looking at her. "Ok, you're looking at me like you do when I said something stupid, What have I said?" Tracie smiled. "That's the first time you said 'I love you'." Idina thought back to her earlier rant. "Well, I do love you Trace. A lot." Tracie leant in and kissed her. "So, Am I forgiven for being a bitch?" Idina asked. Tracie laughed. "Yes, you're forgiven. " The two kiss once more before laying down in each other's arms. "And Dee, I love you two."