“Bette.. Bette..” someone is calling her, pulling her away from the wonderful dream she’s having

‘Bette?’ she taught, she opened her eyes and turned towards the source of voice, she smiled

“Tee..” she uttered dreamily to the blurry feature of the the woman sitting on a chair beside her somewhat tiny bed, but as her vision gradually become clearer and she started to recognize the place, she realized that she’s not in a dream anymore, that suddenly she was back in reality she now feared.

“T..Tina?”

“Uhm, are you ms Tina?” she questioned once again, looking at the woman’s appearance and finally stop with those sparkling hazel eyes that seems to be telling her millions of words

But the woman didn’t say a word, just sits there quietly, there are times that she would look at her in a weird way that she looks like she wanted to say something, she could tell that the lady is having difficulties and it making her heart ache in ways that she didn’t know she could feel

Hazel eyes fixed on her dark chocolate ones seems like the lady was searching for something through her eyes,she looked away and blinked, her own eyes are becoming teary in this battle of staring game and besides she was afraid of what the lady might find out, she feels so confuse by level of intensity this lady affect her, hell she couldn’t even hear her own conscience through the loudness of her heart beats

Is it right for her to feel this way? Part of her say yes it is and theres also a part of her that says no its not, her head is starting to hurt again

“Bette..”

“What?!” both surprise by the harshness of her voice sounds, she turned to the shocked lady apologetically “I’m sorry, i didn’t mean to shou-” her reflexes were instant and on a split second she was already sitting on the couch where she lay just a while ago

“Hey, are you okay?” worry flooded her when she notice the tears began to form on the lady’s eyes

“You..” the lady softly uttered “You’re Bette.. right?”

Now its her turn to become mute, the frightened voice just asked the question she’s afraid to answer. She’s afraid of what will happen if she answer, that there’ll be no turning back. She looked down on her lap, she can’t bear to see the look on this woman’s eyes, hoping, begging for her to say yes

She felt cold hands touch her right one, there goes that feeling again, like she desperately wanted to comfort this woman, bring those trembling hands into her lips, she sighed the last thing she wanted to give this woman was false hope

“Please.. Please tell me you’re Bette..” the lady’s voice now quivers as she spoke

She shook her head ‘Oh God’ she prayed for the floor to open up and eat her now, its getting difficult to breath with her heart aching so much seeing as tears began to fall and wet the lady’s faded jeans

‘one.. two.. one.. two, three, four, five..’ she counted every tears that fell and she couldn’t bear it any longer look up then her left hand raised to brush the tears away from the woman’s flustered cheeks, but the tears keeps falling, she was about to pull her hand to get the handkerchief on her back pocket, but the lady caught her retreating hand and positioned it to lay on the lady’s right cheek then afterwards tenderly kissed her palm, all the time looking lovingly at her

“It’s me.. Don’t you remember?..”

She tried to swallow the lump on her throat, this is it “I-”

Both of them was startled as the door was abruptly opened

TBC?