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    Seventeen Reasons Why – Fourteen

    "Can’t you guys do anything the normal way?" Alice complained dramatically.

    Tina ignored her as she concentrated on the town she and Angelica were building with toy blocks.

    “I mean… a secret b-a-b-y, the screwing around, the I’m- still-in-love- but- too afraid- to-show-it! Do the noble thing and step aside so that the woman I love runs into the arms of the woman so totally wrong for her. You two are worse than…than anything I can think of. And now this! Drama, drama, drama!”

    “Drama, drama, drama,” Angelica echoed dropping her blocks to stare at Alice.

    Alice grinned rolling off the couch to tickle the little girl.

    “See? Even the wee one agrees with me. Your mommies are drama queens to the fullest degree, Angie.”

    Tina watched them silently as Angelica fell into a fit of giggles.

    She couldn’t really deny what Alice had said anyway. They did seem to lead quite a dramatic life. Perhaps it was subconsciously done in order for them to not focus on their real problems.

    Whatever the case she knew now that she was tired of it.

    Tired of the denial, the pain, and the mean spirited spite that plagued her relationship with Bette.

    Their talk had eased a good amount of tension between them, but it hadn’t taken it all away. She wasn’t sure when or if the remaining distance between them would fall away. Time would tell and she thought that was a good thing.

    Because she needed time.

    And whether Bette admitted it or not so did she.

    With a sigh Tina shook her head not wanting her thoughts to drift any further. She didn’t want to fall back into old familiar patterns and analyzing every little thing Bette did was one of them.

    “Are you hungry, sweetie?” Tina asked Angelica.

    “Angie was telling me she wanted Thai,” Alice answered for Angelica.

    “Well, why don’t you order it while Angelica and I clean up our little town here,” Tina suggested reaching for her daughter.

    While Alice ordered their lunch they cleaned up the scattered blocks with Angelica finally giving in when Tina made a game out of it.

    Shane dropped by a little while later looking a lost and depressed.

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    Comments

    1. Yeah. They are wonderful people that deserve to be happy. Hopefully after this weekend that Tina wants (although, how do you put a locked-in timescale on grief? Heck. If it’s possible, I’d pay a *lot* for that particular muffler.), they can start to move forward. Good stuff, Speed. Thanks for the post.

    2. Hey jp22 it’s fanfiction so anything goes, lol. It’s not going away actually it just won’t be a leading point in the rest of the fic now. Can’t have mopey Tina for all seventeen chapters can we? Or rather I don’t want to write a mopey Tina.

    3. Great job with this chapter. I can understand Tina’s fear. Bette is her soul mate and they can get to that point again if Tina and Bette can put the past behind them.

    4. nice very nice; wise ole alice has her uses…bring on ‘the lost weekend’…and maybe T can let B enjoy her wicked bode on Monday???? Lmao…yes, is hard to let go of that perfection of first love & first in-love…but loving the real, tarnished person is so much better & freeing to both parties…my motto for a relationship is: ‘perfection is not required’.. pps

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