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    The Fast and Fevered Fall – Chapter Twenty One

    Tina rummaged in her purse. She knew that she had to have some money in there somewhere. She really hoped that she did, otherwise she would have to ask Bette. Tina didn’t want to ask Bette for anything and yet here she was, sitting in a cab outside Bette’s house, about to ask her to do something that would change their lives forever. In fact not just their lives, but the life of their daughter as well. That was when Tina’s hand found the bundle of crumpled notes, at the bottom, that she knew she had.

    She hand the money over to the cab driver. He looked at her and Tina could read his expression. How could a woman get herself in such a state? Tina looked back at him and smiled. If only he knew. Tina opened the door carefully, her mind not fully focused on her motor functions she stepped out. She grasped the bottle close to her, careful that in her currently addled state she didn’t break something that meant so much to her. Tina turned back to look at the cab pulling away. She felt a brief moment of panic wash over her. She wanted the cab to come back, to take her away from all of this. Instead she walked slowly up to Bette’s front door.

    Tina stood and looked at the door. She knew that Bette was in because her car was parked outside but the house seemed quiet. Tina put her ear to the door, she couldn’t hear Angelica’s voice but she could hear the faint sounds of music. Tina looked at her watch. It was getting late so her daughter was probably in bed. Tina shook her head, she had so wanted to see Angelica but knew how important it was that she didn’t wake her. In the end both she and Bette and realised the importance of getting Angelica into a routine. Tina raised her hand to knock on the door and then withdrew it. She opened the bottle in her hand and took a long drink. She could feel the warming liquid move down her throat and into the pit of her stomach. Tina steeled herself again, before raising her hand and knocking on the door.

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    Comments

    1. tHANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU…i HAVE BEEN SO HANGING OUT FOR THIS UPDATE…have a merry christmas and new year…and please, please, please, update as soon as…

    2. Citygirl… your story is heartbreaking… and your writing so beautiful. It must be tearing Bette apart to see Tina like this – it makes you feel desperate when you can’t save the one you love. Thank you for this story and have a very Merry Christmas.

    3. Man could this Tina be anymore down and out? You hit the nail on the head with her dispair. Bette was so kind and loving. I love this story. I still am hoping for a happy ending.

    4. You are trying to kill me..aren’t you? I am just such an emotional mess(7 months pregnant) lately that it doesn’t take much to make me cry. Thanks for the wonderful updates

    5. Oh man, this story hurts… I love your writing and close up descriptions of a very lost Tina. She definitely needs a Bette-fix soon. Can’t wait for your next post!

    6. Geez, girl, that was pathetic. Are you and Jo competing to see who writes the better description of puking? Brings back such memories of last week’s virus. My bad luck there was no Bette offering me a spot in her bed, though. I don’t suppose the situation will get much better in the next installment, but I’ll be there.

    7. Mmmmm…. vomit, ‘picking’ scabs, blood…! LOL The gauntlet has been laid down… not sure I can top that mate! I think I might just have to go and do a rewrite! Thank you for your kind words mate, vey much appreciated.

    8. The horrible thing about this chapter (which was full of excellent writing, btw) is that Tina gets worse. Bette obviously still loves her; Tina can’t see that. She can’t see that their daughter shouldn’t be seeing her in such a state, and she can’t see that she’s in desperate need of help already, and not just with Angelica. It’s sad that Tina’s blinders don’t come off for so long, and that they all have so much more to go through. Needless to say, it was a great chapter. Post when you can, and Happy Christmas.

    9. Now all Tina needs is to wake up in the morning with a case of the flyin’ shits. I propose a new award be given starting next quarter: “The Empty Tissue Box Award.” I’m sure you and Jo could duke it out for that one. ;) Let the games begin! Anyway, I had really hoped Tina was visiting Bette during her trip back but should’ve known better when she showed up drunk. After reading that she definitely did the right thing by going back to LA with Helena.

    10. OMFG!!!! I sure hopoe Angle does not see Rina in this shape. But I don’t think Tina has a Clue!!! She needs help and fast. Just Great!!!!! Thank you Merry Christmas

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