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    When It All Became 8.5

    When It All Became 8.5

     Bette sat in the living room. It was dark, but she didn’t care. There was one thing she was certain of. She only wanted one thing. Tina. Where the ***** was Tina? Her thoughts ground on.

    Tina had moved in, she moved home. In opening that door, I allowed myself to hope. In just over a day and a half, that hope had been crushed, I’ve been crushed.

    But last night. Last night there was Tina. Tina in bed. The guest bed, but it was still a bed at home. Tina looking adorable. The secret was there, too. But how was it something to even consider? The wraps, the hiding at the table, the hiding in the bath. All the hiding.

    No wonder Tina had the ***** lawyer doing the talking for her. Some irritation to give me focus so she wouldn’t notice all the hiding, wouldn’t notice that Tina was having more than a little weight gain.

    Has she always seen me as such an *****?

    Tina had said that there was something to discuss over dinner. Then that Peabody ***** fucked up the day, and that fucked up any hope of Tina opening up. So many chances missed.

    Not that the next day got any better. Having to deal with Franklin about the Peabody grants. Having to talk to Tina, knowing that she got a grant. And when it seemed like it couldn’t get any more fucked, having it all move to a new level of *****.

    The flowers should have shown Tina that I was changing, I was trying. It was just some cruel twist of fate that I chose to visit just as Helena was showing up, showing off.

    Then came the ultimate bomb. The baby. I found out about the baby from Helena ***** Peabody. The baby. Their baby. How the ***** could Tina play me for such a fool? How could I be such a fool?

    I didn’t know how much a fool until tonight. Tina walked in with Helena. That made it all clear. My sister’s place. All of our friends. Tina walks in with that *****.

    How could I stay? I couldn’t. I couldn’t watch them on the dance floor. I couldn’t watch Tina hold her close. My Tina. Our baby. That *****. I

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    Comments

    1. Thank you to all who have commented. I truly treasure all comments.

      Wayout – please do NOT apologize for what you wrote here, or in the other story. This story is meant to be unsettling. It’s not particularly flattering to Bette. I did write it to be “provocative” (so to speak).

      For those seeking more, this was intended as a one-off (two-off?) what if. Well, part 8 was. Part 8.5 occurred because I thought more did need to be said.

      Again, Thank you all (and I hope some of you see this comment.)

    2. Fantastic!! This line is perfect: “I love her so much. How can I love her so wrong?” Excellent. I do feel a fool for my comments on the previous chapter, but I guess that’s the idea of looking at life from different points of view. You definitely posted in the right order, too. These stories are so good. Thank you!

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