Chapter 4: Doubts And Reassuring

Reba stood there dumbfounded; she couldn't believe what she had just heard. Before she knew it, the tears were streaming down her face as she heard the front door open. She quickly turned her head around to see Barbra Jean traipse inside the room.

"Oh I can't face Barbra Jean like this!" Reba thought frantically to herself. "I gotta to get outta here!" She said to herself as she bolted up the staircase.

Reba flung her bedroom door open, threw herself onto her bed, and continued to cry. For as loud as she was crying, she still heard the bedroom door squeak open. She picked her head up off the bed, leaving the place on the bed where her head was laying and the tears had soaked through the bedspread. She didn't want whoever it was to see her like this, so she wiped the tears from her eyes and turned to face the door.

"Barbra Jean." She whispered.

"Reba," Barbra Jean said quietly as she sat down next to Reba, "honey what's the matter?"

Reba tried to pull it together, she tried to be strong, but what just happened between her and Kyra was like a stab to her heart. She brought her gaze up and her eyes met Barbra Jean's. Immediately she broke down in tears. Barbra Jean wrapped her arms around Reba and pulled her close.

"It's okay honey, shhh, it's all gonna be okay." Barbra Jean said, trying to comfort her girlfriend.

"No! No it's not gonna be okay!" Reba burst out.

"What do you mean, Reba what's wrong?" Barbra Jean asked worriedly.

"Why do you want to be with me?" Reba asked as she pulled herself out of Barbra Jean's grasp and got off the bed.

"What?" Barbra Jean asked dumbfounded.

"I…said…why…do…you…want…to…be…with…me?" Reba asked between each sob.

"Why would you ask me that Reba? I wanna be with you because I love you!" Barbra Jean answered, unsure of where all this was coming from.

"But why? How could you want to be with someone like me! I mean I'm bossy and mean, I have a horrible temper and have been known to get a little violent! I'm not even that good-looking, and to top it all off I'm a hypocrite! I don't know how you can even bear to be in the same room with me!" Reba cried out.

"Reba why are you acting like this all of a sudden, this isn't like you. Who said that to you?" Barbra Jean questioned.

"Kyra." Reba said.

"What?" Barbra Jean responded.

"Kyra said that I'm a hypocrite because of all the grief that I gave Brock for the affair. And how I'm doing the exact same thing that Brock did to me, and I'm doing with the same woman!" Reba confessed.

Barbra Jean reached out, took Reba's hand, and pulled her nearer, so that Reba was standing between her legs. "Reba, you are the best thing that has happened to me. I love you because of everything you are, for all that I am when I'm with you and I love every single thing about you. Especially your fiery temper, well when it's directed at other people anyway." Barbra Jean said, with a giggle.

"Oh really?" Reba asked playfully, as her tears of pain were swapped with tears of joy.

"Yes really," Barbra Jean winked as she pulled Reba back on to the bed.

"And despite what you may think…to me you are the most beautiful person I have ever known. Inside and outside." Barbra Jean said sincerely.

"Oh Barbra Jean." Reba said as she pulled the blonde closer for a quick kiss.

"And don't worry about Kyra, she'll come around soon, I know she will. We'll go downstairs and have a talk with her after you have had a chance to calm down." Barbra Jean to the woman wrapped in her arms.

"No, I'm okay now. I wanna go talk to her now and get it over with." Reba said powerfully.

"Are you sure?" Barbra Jean asked.

"Yeah I'm sure." Reba said as she walked towards the door and motioned for Barbra Jean to follow.