Candace Bette whispered the name almost painfully after the door opened. Immediately concerned, the woman on the other side of the door reached toward the sagging figure who instantly recoiled then relaxed against the offered touch. Bette began to slump towards the carpenters open arms and fell into them as the last reserve of her strength left her.
***** the carpenter muttered looking at the fallen, broken woman in her arms.
She lifted Bette easily into her arms and laid her on the couch, before looking down at the figure just noticing her bruises. Candace left to close the front door and get a glass of water and returned propping Bettes upper body up before shaking her a little and trying to get some liquid into her mouth to revive her.

Bette seemed to come around and murmured sadly through tears that escaped her still-closed eyesT-T-Tina. Candace allowed Bette to sip some more then placed the cup down before reclining Bette against the couch pillows before asking What happened? Bette now revived but still sullen and lost answered woodenly, She found out She saw us at Provocations and it just I lostI-I-I unable to finish her sentence she lapsed into silence. ***** was the first thought that seemed to run through Candaces mind, before the onslaught on questions she wanted to ask followed, Why come here?, How did you manage it here? , Did she know youve been here before? Are you okay??, Is she okay?.. Do I have a right to ask that?
She decided to let the questions die on her lips before she asked Bette Do you think you can sleep tonight? Incoherent, Bette seemed not to hear her so Candace decided to take matters into her own hands. She went to her medicine cabinet to get pain pills for her oft-pulled muscles which she knew might have a sleeping-pill effect on an otherwise healthy woman and returned placing one in Bettes mouth before urging Bette to drink the water she had given her earlier. Once she was certain the pill was swallowed, she took off Bettes pumps and laid her down across the couch, before heading to her bedroom to get the woman a pillow and cover which she draped across her carefully before leaving. After stealing a quick look at Bette who had begun to drift due to the pills effect Candace began thinking as she went to lock the door.
She looked outside the window noting that Bettes car was haphazardly parked in her driveway as if she wasnt paying attention or didnt care how she arrived. Looking back at the woman whose face was slack as though she was exhausted and sleeping a dreamless sleep, Candace let her thoughts flow, Dear God, I feel awfulI should feel awful ***** Im the other woman, I should have never been in this situation I should have just walked awayit should have ended at the prisonGod I think Ive been falling for herand I knew this was going to end this way somehow and ***** what am I doingwhat have I done shitSHIT..*****..this is just so bad on so many levels!! With the thoughts reverberating through her head, she headed to the bedroom to try and sort them out, falling into a restless sleep before she realized it.
When she woke the next morning, she groggily opened her eyes to find a dark figure in the door of her bedroom and began to panic