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Disclaimer: Who do the Sisterhood belong to? I would say me, but then I'd be lying.

Chapter Six - The Break-up

The next morning I went to my room to fix things between Jane and I. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but we cared for one another.

"I'm sorry for walking out last night," I announced to the back of Jane's head. I held my breath, staring at her long, flowing hair as she straightened it.

"Hmm," she mumbled a response, prompting me to enter the room fully and close the door.

"You know how I feel about you Jane and I am here for you 100%."

"Except in front of your friends," she stated. I frowned and stood beside her, staring at her reflection.

"You know that's not true, I just won't kiss you in front of them."

"Same thing," Jane snapped.

"I don't see how." I tried to defend myself, but Jane was stubborn.

"I love you, I'm willing to shout it from the rooftops. You say you love me too, but only behind closed doors," she complained.

I sighed. "Jane, we've discussed this. It's not as simple as telling them and have them accept it; it's been the four of us for so long that I don't know how they'd feel having another person in the group."

"They've all got, or had, boyfriends, haven't they?" she questioned.

I nodded. "Yes, but they were boys...you're a girl. It's different," I tried to tell her, but she didn't understand.

"How? How exactly is it different?"

"I don't know, maybe it's because you breach the best friend territory, boys don't do that," I muttered, hoping for it to be enough, but Jane grunted in disapproval. "You know I love you Jane and I would do anything you ask of me; but just not this, not yet. I need time."

Jane stood up, unplugged her hair straighteners and picked up her suitcase off the floor. I stood frozen on the spot, as she threw her clothes into the black leather case.

"What, what are you doing?" I stuttered.

"I'm making things a whole lot easier for you Bridge, I can't deal with closet issues right now, not with my dad and all. Call me when you change your mind," she stated, sadly, before carrying the case out of the room. I found my knees forcing me to sit on the bed, where I stayed, staring into space at the open doorway. The door slammed shut as Jane left the apartment and I noticed the tears sliding down my cheeks and into my lap.

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I woke up from a daydream to the sound of Lena, Carmen and Tibby whispering in the kitchen. I heard my name and turned to listen carefully. My door was still open, but the wall between my room and the kitchen gave me enough privacy to eavesdrop.

"I shouted her when I got home, but she wouldn't answer me. She's just sat in her room staring into space," Lena whispered.

"Where is Jane?" Tibby asked, her voice sounding sincere.

"I saw her throw her case into her car and drive off," Lena mumbled.

"She's gone?"

"Do you think they had another fight?" Tibby wondered.

"But why would she be acting so weird, Bee isn't the kind of person to mope over a fight. She'd be out there running it off," Carmen pointed out.

The conversation fizzled out into discussions of dates and weekend plans. I was thankful that their discussion had moved on, but I knew deep down that unless I told my friends the truth, the wondering would never disappear and maybe they would realise all by themselves.

AN: Please review! I like to know what people think, even if you dislike it. However, I will not apologise for Bee's sexuality.