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    Breathe Me II * Sequel * Chapter 4

    CHAPTER 4

     

    Bette knew she was in trouble the minute she opened the door to Tina’s apartment.  The brunette was late and Tina’s anger was like an electric current that hung in the air.  The candles that had been placed about the dining and living rooms had long been blown out, a nearly empty bottle of cabernet stood on the counter, and a very angry looking blonde was sitting at the table.

    "Hey," Bette was nearly afraid to speak.

    Tina shook her head and got up from the table, taking her wine with her,

    "You said you were running late."

    "I know, Tee, but…"

    "That was three hours ago."

    "Anderson wanted my opinion on a case and by the time frick and frack got through the evidence it was clear they were on the wrong path; I stayed to nudge them in the right direction.  I lost track of time"

    "So you chose them over me, the girlfriend you’ve barely spent time with in the last few months."

    Tina’s words were like a slap to Bette’s face.  The tired agent dropped her briefcase on the floor and sighed, "It’s not a matter of choosing them over you.  It’s my job."

    "Right."  Tina slammed down a bowl of spaghetti Bolognese on the table, "Just so you know, it tasted better three hours ago."

    Bette stood in the kitchen, the anger slowly creeping up and into her voice. "I’m sorry."

    "That sounded sincere."

    "What is it that you’re looking for, Tina?  You want me to get down on my knees and apologize.  I had a long day.  I’m exhausted.  Don’t you think that if I really had any say in it that I would have come home?  Anderson is my boss, you may not like it, nor do I.  That’s just the way it is."

    "Speaking of Anderson, how was your lunch today?"

    "What?"

    "Lunch.  How was it?"  Tina slammed her wine glass on the coffee table and Bette cringed, half expecting it to break.

    "I told you this afternoon that it was fine.  Why do you keep asking me?"

    "Because I know you didn’t have lunch with him, Bette.  I called you this afternoon after I ran into him at the deli across from the station.  You lied to me on the phone and you lied to my face just now.  Are you also lying about working late?"

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    Comments

    1. Great argument – exactly as it has unfolded for so many. Wow – mistrust and insecurity are just universal, aren’t they? Poor Tina – what a blow to find out about her Dad and him not being there to give any answers. PPS!

    2. I’m really enjoying this story. I like their maturity and the natural dialogue between Bette and Tina. It’s refreshing to read a Tibette story that isn’t laden with angst concerning their relationship. Thanks for your work. I hope you’ll post soon!

    3. Great update. So glad that Bette did not leave the apartment because they both would have regretted that action. Hopefully Tina has learned a very valuable lesson about mistrust and unfounded suspicion of your loved one. It can be very damaging to the relationship and will continue to foster mistrust because of a misplaced seed of doubt. Thanks for posting.

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