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The sun was just shining through the windows and bringing light to Tinas face when she was startled awake by the phone.

“Hello?” Tina answered groggily.

“Ms. Kennard?” Tina heard an unfamiliar voice ask.

“Yes, this is she.” Tina had no idea whom would be calling and talking so formal this early on a Sunday morning.

“Hi, my name is Dr. Dale Martin at the Los Angeles Hospital. There was an accident and you were listed in her wallet as the emergency contact. Im sorry but Ms. Porter was involved in a car accident late last night. You may want to come down. Shes here in the ICU.”

Tina was stunnedshocked. She couldnt speak, she couldnt even breathe.

“Ms. Kennard? Are you there?”” Dr. Martin spoke breaking Tinas spell.

“Ill be right there.” She hung up on the doctor, got dressed, and got out to the car. She went as fast as she could the whole way there.

She ran into the hospital and as quick as she could, she made her way to the ICU wing of the hospital. She got turned around a few times but she eventually made it. But then she realized that she had no clue as to what room Bette was in. she ran to the nurses station and almost screaming, she asked, “Wheres my wife? Wheres Bette Porter?”

Suddenly she felt a hand squeeze her arm. “Are you Tina Kennard?”

“Yes.”

“Hi, Im Dr. Dale Martin.” He said extending his hand. Tina didnt take it. Instead she asked with tears in her eyes, “Wheres Bette? How is she?”

“She suffered a concussion, a broken leg, a few broken ribs and some bruises. Shes in ICU so we can monitor her for the next 24 hours.

“May I go see her?” Tina whispered much like a vulnerable, small child.

“UmMs. Kennard, Ms. Porter is sleeping now. She was awake earlier, after I called you. I told her that you were on your way and she asked me to not let you into her room she was pretty irate that I had even called you. She was yelling something about it being your fault. She was a little emotional so I gave her a sedative to calm her down and to let her sleep so she wouldnt feel her pain. But I wouldnt take anything she said too seriously. It was most likely the alcohol and the drugs that we had given her for the pain.” Dr. Martin was a tad nervous. He had saw how Bette acted earlier and wasnt sure if he should expect the same thing from the blonde.

“Waitalcohol?” Tina asked, already knowing the answer.

“Yes, Ms. Porter was intoxicated while she was driving was most likely was the reason of the accident.”

Tina couldnt take anymore. She turned her back on the doctor and without another word she ran as fast as she could, tears streaming down her face. She got into her car and drove home, to her broken home. She had only one thought going through her mind. “Its my fault. Its all my fault that Bette is hurt in so many ways.”

She ran into the house, and slammed the door behind her. She started pacing back and forth in the living room. Oh my god, I broke her heart. I hurt her so bad and now shes in the hospital. She could be dead right now and it would be because of me”all because of me. Bettes broken heart, Bettes hurt and pain”both emotional and physical is all my fault. And. Alices.

Suddenly Tina stopped pacing. Her eyes were full of rage. She left the house again, this time heading towards Alices apartment, all the while muttering Im going to kill her.