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Oasis Part 8
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I heard Helena’s care speed up the driveway and break suddenly, wheels squealing before they found traction. Sighing, I went to meet her at the car. One day she is going to learn to drive like a normal person.
Just as I am about the turn the handle on the door Helena bursts into the room, “Bells”, she squeals throwing her arms around me and pulling me closer. “Why didn’t you call me love?”
Sometimes it is just too easy, “Sorry, love.” I answer cheekily, earning me a slap across my shoulder.
Helena pulls back and looks me straight in the eyes. She’s always done this; once at university when we were stoned I theorised that she could actually read my mind and was stealing my thoughts, another time I was sure she was implanting them… or I was a puppet who was in her control. The first one made me mad, the second scared.
“I’ve missed Bette.” She whispered, leaving me no doubt about the words and the feelings behind them.
I’ve missed her too. More then I missed her when I was in Africa, which felt a universe away. I pulled her to me, hugging her tighter then before, “I love you.” 3 simple words that say more then 1000. Mean more then the simplest touch or a meagre ‘thank you’.
Smiling Helena pulls out of the hug and drags me to the door, pausing long enough to throw the deadbolt before closing the door. She stopped suddenly, and I crashed into the back of her almost knocking myself to the ground.
Quickly turning, she held onto my waist steadying me. The smile that was on her face since the moment I had seen her had gone, replaced concern as she holds me closer – subtly trying to gauge my current weight, how much I had lost.
“We need to talk,” she told me seriously. It wasn’t a tone I heard from her often, she tended to save it for moments that she deemed important. Usually moments that scared her. I couldn’t deny her the conversation no matter how much I had hoped I could.
We got into the car, and Helena quickly retrieved her phone from her bag. “Peabody… I had a 1 o’clock reservation that I would like to cancel… thank you.”
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Is Bette really immune to the feelings, care and attention that veryone is focusing on her because they ar mightly afraid that she is ill beyond words. And I am too. More than the pneumnia because of the weight loss and loss of appetite. I realize the appetite may just be due to the fact that she has eaten so little in the time she was in Africa that her tummy has shrunk and she has lost the weight for that reason but it is seemingly continuing. Or is that just my imagination? Hopefully she really is ok other than pneumonia. You are writing a fantastic story. Please continue.
Is Bette really immune to the feelings, care and attention that veryone is focusing on her because they ar mightly afraid that she is ill beyond words. And I am too. More than the pneumnia because of the weight loss and loss of appetite. I realize the appetite may just be due to the fact that she has eaten so little in the time she was in Africa that her tummy has shrunk and she has lost the weight for that reason but it is seemingly continuing. Or is that just my imagination? Hopefully she really is ok other than pneumonia. You are writing a fantastic story. Please continue.
Hi, sweet Deean! Of course there are some addictions which are good! Reading your stories is our main one. Hahaha Bette’s obsession with constant traveling, for us is just a way to evade herself from her friends and family. Also, there must be something wrong with her losing weight and her sense of being tired all the time. We know that she gave her food to those kids in Africa, but… we wonder what did she eat or drink over there. We understand that Bette is a tough cookie, loves her freelance job and her passion is photography. At least she listens to Helena, who has been a longtime friend. We are anxious to see Miss Tina in action. PPS Hugs & kisses on both you cheeks.- Lucero & Marsha (Proud Salsa Aunties to the ever loving JC and Eunichick)
cant wait for more.I love how passionate Hela and Bela relationship is its so intense and loving.They have an understanding
Bette is in trouble with her best friend. Maybe when Tina comes into her life she will see a Doctor and take better care of her self. Being in love can do crazy things in your life let hope so for all that loves her thanks
The suspense is killing me!
That is such a wonderfully written story. Its great to see how they all care for each other such a great deal – thats the way it should work with real friends. And through all the chapters the little hints that there is just something wrong with bette (I mean with her health – cause I can totally understand her need to travel, to see the world – “to live” how you wrote it so fantastic). And now Helena brings it all down to Bette – hope they find out soon, so that they can help her with whatever it is she needs. And I have to admit that I am total Tibetter – so I`m very happy that you brought Tina into the game – looking forward to how their realionship developes! Please post soon. Thanks. :)
Hello My Beautiful Dee… When someone you love leaves retreats without so much as respecting you enough to tell you in person of course you will be hurt… from they way you describe their relationship Bette and Helena have been through a lot together… they have grown up into the woman they are because of each other and Bette in her way Abandoned the trust and love they share by retreating and ignoring certain pleas… I think that if Bette finds something in Tina that allows her to seek solace in a doctor that her friends and family who she has been possibly lying to will be hurt and feel abandoned… especially Helena… there is something deeper to there relationship not the ‘In Love” kind of love… but the familial kind of love the transcends blood… something unique that the rest even Kit doesn’t’ share with her… and I fear that she will suffer certain loses if she continues down this somewhat selfish path she is taking… I love her strength and vulnerabilities but I feel she is sick or hiding something that is literally eating at her soul in which case is affecting her health… thank you for your kind words my most amazing friend and I can only say I feel the same way in return… hope you are healing and I hope you know that if you ever need me I am here… never hesitate… never fear… love and hugs, Always and Forever, JC (Latin Nephew to those Salsa Angels and ever loving Cuzzie to the ever talented Eunichick)
Maybe it is going to take Bette getting really sick before she thinks about staying home more. Thanks for the wonderful story. pps
I’m ‘Tibetan’ as well, but i could go 30 chapters just reading the friendships you are developing here. You conjure so much with few words. Love it.