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    Foolish Moves 3

    Bette sat in shower thinking about what it all meant, shed been in there for 40 minutes but short of the water getting cold she resigned to herself to having no reason to hurry out. No one was going to call and she didnt feel like going out. Go out, she thought, who with exactly, they all hate me, except Shane but a hunt is not what Im up for, God no ?. Bette secretly hoped Kit would come by with some take out. Kit had been calling by from time to time to make sure Bette ate at least twice a week. It had become kind of an unspoken ritual, theyd eat, Kit would tell Bette what a ***** up she made and how shed support Bette anyway and do whatever she could to help Bette get Tina back. No question, Bette had a new found respect for her sister. She looked in the fridge, finally feelings the first pangs of hunger since Tina left. Nothing, nothing and nothing she muttered to herself. Jesus I have to learn to shop. Sparkling water and wine was all that looked back at her in the fridge. *****, Kit better come or Ill starve.

    Bette sat on the couch under her blankie and thought I have to get a grip, somehow I have to move forward. I dont know how but soon if not already Tina will read the letter. Ill give Tina a week and if I havent heard anything Ill have the papers drawn up. Bette sat on the couch waiting, waiting, waiting, 6pm, 6.30pm, 7pm, no Kit, no call. Funny how time can drag. Bette saw the red light flashing on the answering machine and knew none of them were from Kit or Tina and didnt care who else they were from. Alice with more abuse no doubt. Bette could feel the slide beginning, back to that place of self pity and loathing. Monday morning she told herself. Ill give myself this weekend and then Ill try and get my ***** together. Ill look for another place, I cant stay here any longer, Ill reassess my job commitments, Ill stop the wine at night, Ill shop. But not until Monday, Ill give myself tonight and tomorrow, what could go wrong before then anyway ?

    Bette looked at the clock, 7.30pm, no Kit, she poured the glass of wine and slinked under the blankie. God I am so alone, what the ***** was I thinking ? It suddenly hit her after the third glass of wine in record time. I have to move forward and I know how to start. The bedroom. Bette hadnt been in the bedroom since Tina had left, she hadnt been able to face it, what they did to each other, it was so wrong, it was never meant to be like that she thought. Why, why did I do those things, why did she me make ***** her like that ? Bette stood at the closed door, wine in hand, bottle in the other. I have to do sometime she said out loud. Bette opened the door and was completely unprepared for the emotional impact that seeing the room would have. Scenes played through her mind, when she saw Tina sitting there, she knew Tina knew. Why didnt I lie ? The slap, Bette touched her face without thinking where Tina had slapped her. Bette looked over to the bed, nothing had changed, the bed was still crumpled, Tinas ripped dress was on the floor. Bette poured herself another glass of wine, shed forgotten about Kit and food. She was shaky and the wine split on the floor, half filling the glass. Bette didnt care. Bette started to unravel.

    At the same time Tina is working the letter through her fingers, sooner or later I have to read it and Im alone she thought, I will be for awhile. Tina had no idea what Bette would want to say, ***** hadnt it all been said ? Tina got Bette said she was sorry but did she believe it, not really, not yet. She opened the letter and read it and re read it and read it again. Tina was stunned. Bette doesnt even want me back, she practically offered me a divorce. Oh my ***** god, she knows about the baby. The tears began to flow. Tina chastised herself, how did things get like they are, what did I do that was so wrong ? I just dont understand.

    Meanwhile Kit arrived at Bettes, she knew she was home she could see the lights on. She knocked, no answer, knocked again and a third time, no answer. In the shower perhaps or out by the pool. Kit whipped out her key calling out to Bette, as she came through the door. No answer. Kit wandered through the house calling out to Bette, Bette didnt answer. In truth Bette didnt hear Kit, shed lost all thoughts of food and time. It seemed like a surreal place the world she lived in now. Kit noticed the bedroom door open, Christ she said rather loudly. Bette had forbidden anyone to go in there except. Kit walked in and saw exactly what shed anticipated but on a level she could never have known. There was Bette on the floor, in the fetal position, hanging onto Tinas dress, crying uncontrollably, calling Tinas name over and over. Im sorry, Im so sorry was the only other thing Bette said. Kit saw the wine, noticed a fair bit was gone but choose to let it go. She rushed to Bette, enveloping her, come on baby girl, it will get better, Im here was all Kit could say and she rocked Bette back and forth.
    Tina meanwhile had began to seethe, that ***** thinks she will GIVE me anything, its ***** well mine already, didnt she get that after I went to see the lawyer ? Be a part of our childs life, how did she know anyway, she means my child and sure she can be part of it, by paying maintenance. God damn you Bette, I am tired of you controlling everything. With that Tina made her way to the house shed been to so few times recently.

    Tina didnt bother to knock, she just let herself in and slowly wandered around. How different it felt, how does Bette stay here she wondered but thats Bette isnt it ? She saw the letter Bette had written to herself and without thinking folded it and put it in her pocket. She noticed only the indirect lighting was on, so it was dim but by ***** she would find Bette, Bette would pay this time. Tina opened the fridge, she scoffed, thatd be right. Kit thought she heard the fridge open, who would be here ? How strange. Kit made her way into the kitchen to see Tina, one very angry Tina standing there. Tina Kit said out of pure surprise. where is she Kit ?. Kits mind began to race, she didnt know what had happened but she knew that Tina was PISSED and Bette just couldnt manage it right now. Uh, Tina honey, you know Bette would see you any time but now, you know now is not the best time, can I help ? Tina yelled, I said, where is she Kit ? as she brushed past Kit. Bette heard Tinas voice, Oh *****, now of all times, she sat herself up against the bed and rubbed her eyes. Tina came storming in, momentarily stopping to assess Bette. Well Bette, you look like ***** Tina saw the wine bottle Is this how you pass the time these days Bette ?. Bette didnt answer. Kit said Tina, please what can we do for you ?. Tina sighed, ignoring Kit. I read your letter Bette Bette looked up T.. Tina cut her off. Shut up Bette and Im not T to you anymore. Ill give you a ***** divorce Bette but the property will be handled through lawyers, do you hear me ? And the baby, that remains to be seen. Bette tried to say no no no thats not what the letter meant but Tina was gone and Kit was glaring hard at her.

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    1. Shit why it did happen god Tina didn’t understand the letter that Bette is explained to her, man this is just wrong. Please post the next one soon, thank you! Excellent chapter!

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