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Falling At Your Feet – Chapter 4
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Chapter 4
“Where does this go?” Bette asked, holding up a large box.
“Let me take a look at it,” Tina answered, walking towards Bette. She opened the box and groaned as she saw that it was full of stuff for her room.
“I really thought I had got all my boxes upstairs,” she sighed. “Let me help you with that one.”
She took the other side of the box and looked up, her hazel eyes meeting Bette’s chocolate brown ones. For a split second, they stood there, looking at each other, lost in their own world. Tina looked away and shook her head in confusion, trying to compose herself.
“So… uhm… just… upstairs, I’ll walk backwards.”
They carried the rather heavy box to Tina’s room and dropped it in a corner. The blonde sat on the end of the bed, her head in her hands.
“What’s wrong?” Bette asked, worry clear in her voice.
“Nothing, just a coming headache,” Tina said. “I just need to lay down a bit.”
“Can I get you anyting? An aspirin, maybe?”
“No, really, it’s okay.”
Tina had positioned herself so she was lying comfortable. Bette joined her, they were only mere inches apart. Tina held her breath – being so close to this enchanting brunette did something undefiable to her. She couldn’t explain the feeling it gave her, and she was not sure if she liked it.
The silence was starting to grow uncomfortable and Tina decided to start a conversation. She wasn’t sure if Bette would like the subject, but she was dying to know more about it.
“So… you’re gay?” It came out bluntly and Tina wished she would have put it differently. If this impeded Bette in any way, she sure knew how to hide it.
“Yeah. I always knew, actually, I just never really thought about it. I fell in love and it was with a girl. It wasn’t a big deal to me or my sister – daddy couldn’t care less. I doubt it if he even remembers it. I know he would have liked it differently, but he doesn’t talk about it. He doesn’t talk about anything.” The last sentence was added bitterly.
“Bette… I would really like to know more about your family. Only if you want to tell me, of course, I understand it’s none of my business – I hardly know you,” Tina rambled.
“It’s okay, Tina. Kit was a love child – altough my father and Kits mother were together for fifteen years, they never got married. Kits mom, Abby, didn’t believe in marriage. She died in a car accident and I know it broke daddy’s heart. She was the love of his life.
A few years later, he met my mom, Maxine. He was completely mesmerized by her – Kit often tells me how crazy he was about her, how he would have given her anything she wanted. Maxine wanted to marry and my dad gave her a fairy tale wedding. She also wanted to have a child very much, she had all kinds of dreams about how it would be. So they had me. But I disappointed my mother.” Bette swallowed, a tear flowing from her cheek. It broke Tina’s heart to see the hurt on her neighbour’s face. “I was never enough for her. I wasn’t the perfect daughter of the picture in her head. She was always so angry with me, for the tiniest mistakes I made. In the mean while, my dad started working more and longer hours since Maxine’s demands started to cost hem more money. She wanted the best of everything. She complained he was never home for her and accused him that he had a mistress.
That was bullshit – my father loved her to death, he would have never cheated on him. He was a strong man, considering the tempting offers he got. But my mom wouldn’t believe him. She left us. It was horrible. One day, I came home from school and I found a note on the kitchen table. Not even a letter, just a note. I was seven. I still have it.” Bette pulled a small paper out of her pocket.
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dont stop pls con’
I think its great that you added a pic of the letter. I love when the writers here add a pic or 2 to enhance their stories.
Wow, she still has the note. Glad to see Bette opening up.
My goodness, she carries the note around with her. At that rate she will never heal. Maybe Tina will get a chance to comfort her now. PPS
yes please let bette keep talking! :)PPS
This is a different Bette ( she actually communicates) Can’t wait to see where it goes. PPS
Bette communicating and sharing is a different yet refreshing spin. I can’t believe how callous and selfish Bette’s mother was and hope that Bette finds a way to realize her mother’s issues aren’t hers.