A Walk on the wild side Chapter 3

The Sleek Saab purred as Bette pulled smoothly onto the drive. Bette collected her earlier purchases from the back seat of the car and made her way into the house, throwing her keys and handbag onto the table.

She spent the next hour going through her purchases and packing them into the canvas rucksack she had purchased.

Eventually the sound of her stomach rumbling bought her back to her kitchen. Luckily for her, the waldorf salad she had prepared to go with the Fettuccini she and Mel had eaten the night before had been left untouched, as had most of the Fettuccini she recalled!

Bette took the salad from the fridge, a smile crossing her face as she replayed the previous evening in her head. Bette thought about the time she had been spending with Mel lately. Was this what she wanted? Admittedly she was bored with the scene, she no longer felt any enjoyment from the casual one night stands she used to indulge in.

Mel was different, Bette liked spending time with her, and they had an understanding. She knew that Mel would never pressure her into being something she wasnt. Bette knew that Mel was hoping for something a little more permanent than the casual relationship they currently had, but she just wasnt sure.

Bette sighed as she sat on the sofa. Maybe its just me, she thought. I mean Mels great. I just wish I could feel something more than I do.

Bette was well aware that she had been here before. Bette thought about her past relationships, knowing that they all shared one thing in common. No matter how hard she tried, or how much we wanted to, she just couldnt let go enough to really love any of them. Even Alice, who had the distinction of being the only ex she cared for enough to want to keep  in her life after the inevitable end of the romance.

Why was she always so disappointed? Bette wondered, why did she always feel like something was missing? Maybe her father was right, maybe she was so focused on her career that nothing else ever seemed to matter enough for her to fight for it.