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Falling Hard, but Landing Softly (a one-off)
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Bette’s POV:
Life used to be so simple for me. From the moment I woke up until the moment sleep overtook once again, I had one simple task…to love you. Being the perfectionist that I am, I made sure to always give you 110%. You deserved nothing less than that. So, what happened? Where did I go wrong? These are the questions that have tormented my thoughts day and night since the moment you walked out our door.
It’s been 8 years, but the wound still bleeds. My love for you is just as strong today as it was the first time I saw you. I’ll never forget that day. It started out like so many others, but then IT happened.
May 20, 2000, in one single moment everything changed. Time stood still and my heart stopped beating. I couldn’t breath, couldn’t think, couldn’t hear. All I could do was look at you. The rain had been falling for hours, but not pouring. Just that good kind of soaking rain that makes everything clean again. I had just walked back to the campsite after the bands decided to take a break for the afternoon before the evening concerts began. Surrounded by 50,000 tired, hungry, and wet college students gathered in a field outside of Memphis enjoying a weekend of great music and communing with one another, I made my way into a circle of tents to find my friends and get something to eat. I had only been at school for a semester, so I still didn’t know a lot of people in our group. It was one of those times when a friend of a friend invited me to join in on an adventure, and I was not one to turn down a good road trip. That’s how I ended up here, sitting on a cooler in the rain outside your tent. Then it happened…that familiar sound of a zipper being pulled back brought me out of my momentary daydream and I looked up just in time to see the most stunning face I’d ever seen emerge from the doorway of a tent. Our eyes connected and you smiled. That was it for me. I am certain that I died right then and there. However, I guess it wasn’t my time to go because then the sky opened up and dumped enough ice cold water to jump start my heart and bring me back. Everyone was running for shelter, but I couldn’t move! I just sat there staring and let the rain run over my skin washing away all of my previous life up to that point. I knew I would ever be the same.
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Wow!…if that’s not love, I don’t know what is!..your post is top notch!..thx..You write magnificently and with such emotion. I was really feeling sad for Bette, there was a tear in my beer, then Tina wakes her up! Keep writing. I like where this could go with our Tibette…this can be a page turner, don’t put it down til you’re finished reading kinda story…you have great writing skills…kingg
Really enjoyed that one=off. Hope you expand it or write another story for us. You write very well Would love to read more of your work. Thanks for posting.
Kingg, thank you so much for being my 1st comment! Thanks for the encouragement. It truly does make a difference. ;)
It’s the little things in life that are most memorable and missed the most when they leave our life. Well stated.
So this is your first post…well Bravo my friend I love every word of it, I was beginning to wonder where was Tina and what had happen between them, my heart was breaking a lil bit but you put it back together quickly lol…keep it going hope to read more one offs from you
Welcome to the site!! By all means please continue. PPS
That was a wonderful first story. Please continue to write. I would love to read more stories from you.
Welcome! That was great! You should write more one off if not a full story! Thanks and please post something soon. Be Blessed!
As the others have commented, your writing is beautiful and so filled with emotion! Simply a joy to read. Please continue to share your wonderful imagination and writing talent with us!!! Thank you!
Yes continue. That was very entertaining.
Well done. Please continue to write for the site. You are a great addition! Thanks
Thank you so much for all the sweet comments guys! This was a tough write for me because it hits a little too close to home. However, I’m trusting that the truth really does set you free and that in putting this out there, my heart will heal a little more. Cheap therapy right Kins40?
I will try to write more in the days ahead. I do have lots of good memories to base some B&T stories on, so we will see. Again, thanks for the support! It really does mean so much to be a part of this amazing site. You are my new family and I’m lovin every moment. -RobbieRob
Please continue writing,great first story.
Yes, please, write some more. Your writing flows beautifully. Look forward to another post soon.
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Hi, short but good. Mind over power….. To me a quality writer works with mind and soul. You find many amazing writers here, it has became a daily routine to spend 30 minutes here.. Hope to see you more often.. Thank you.
Be very welcome to the site!
For his first story, I want to give my congratulations!
You described the feelings of Bette to Tina
with so much emotion, so much feeling as I could see
the image of Bette sadness. But thanks was just a nightmare.
The little things in life are what make the difference.
Loved his first story, keep writing.
Congratulations! Five star!
That was great start and please continue writing
That was amazing!
It was so real I could almost feel the pain of Bette, I felt every word of what she was deeply wounded. I became completely goosebumps.
great first story, and yes, please continue, you’re really talented.
in the end it was as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders when I found out that this was a dream :)
Great job! For your first post it was well done! I hope get more from you soon.
Beautiful RobbieRob Can feel your heart in every word. Sorry I didn’t see this before. Thank you for sharing.