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    “If somebody loves you…won’t they always love you…” chpt. 16


    Chapter 16: The aftermath: Oh baby talk to me…like lovers do…

    I led Bette over to the bed and we both sat down beside one another…I continued gazing at her but for some reason she kept looking from her hand and up to me..I could see that she was very uncomfortable like she had something on her mind…I took her hand into my own and rubbed my own against it…I shook her hand and said…

    “hey…what’s wrong?…you seem like you have something on your mind”

    Bette looks up at me…and she has tears in her eyes…my heart felt warm all of a sudden…and at that moment I couldn’t understand where we had went wrong..just a second ago we were kissing and smiling at one another…we even said I love you…oh god what did I do wrong?…I lifted her wet chin and gazed into her eyes…I tried to hide back the tears that so desperately burned my eyes…ouch my sinuses are contracting…I inhale and exhale…I say…

    “sweetie…what’s the matter?…talk to me”

    Bette gazes back at me…her tears fill her eyes…making them blood shot…her nose turns red…I get out of bed and retrieve some napkins from my side of the bed…I crawl over to her and sit down besides her once more….I wiped her salt drops as they fell more and more and more..she’s scaring me…I’ve never seen her like this…I drop the napkins instantly and embrace her…I pat her back and say…

    “shhh…it’s okay…I’m here Bette…you have nothing to worry about…I promise…”

    Bette rested her head against my shoulder…I continued to pat her back and now began to stroke her hair…I think all types of thoughts trying to wonder why all of a sudden she had broken down…I wasn’t use to seeing her cry…I mean the other night was surprising…but this night was shocking…she began to hyperventilate…I looked into her eyes and said…

    “babe…you have to relax and breath..your working yourself up…shhh…what’s wrong with you?…why won’t you talk to me…what’s it about?…Bette I can’t help you unless you tell me…remember I’m no psychic…”

    that instant moment Bette stood before me and said…

    “I’m sorry…but…you have to go”

    pain shot through my chest…I placed my small palm over my aching heart…I watched Bette walk over and open the door…I stood and walked over to her…I gazed into her eyes…I threw my hands up and said…

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