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    All These Things I Hate Revolve Around Me (Chapter 3)

    How could Bette not tell me that Marcus Allenwood was black! I was so embarrassed when he turned up on my door step, I open up the door and as I look up at the large man my jaw just drops! I swear I felt it hit the floor! He knew something was wrong and he brought me up on it. Lucky for me he was understanding and he still proceeded to supply us with his sperm. That’s IF we want to use it. I have to say after what happened today and how embarrassed I felt… I’m starting to have my doubts to weather or not this is the right thing to do. I mean are we having this baby because we want to start a family? Or are we trying to have this baby because we think it will fix all the problems in our relationship?

    After Marcus left I headed to The Planet to try and clear my head of the embarrassment of today’s events. Once I entered I went straight to the back of the cafe so the gang knew not to disturb me and let me be. I just sat with my feet up, by myself in the back reading my book, embracing the relaxation washing over me….slowly.

    Before I knew it Marina was starting to pack up and the place was almost empty. I still didn’t want to leave and the gang we’re still there so I thought I might as well wait till Marina wants me out.

    Hypnotised by my good book I didn’t here Bette enter as the gang left. She walked up to me and noticed I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings. She gently shook my foot which was resting on a foot stool and said “What’s going on?”. I looked up, a bit confused on how Bette knew I was here.

    “What are you doing here?” I asked here retracting my feet so I could sit up straight. Giving Bette my full attention.

    “I got this vague but urgent message from Alice.” Bette said sitting on the foot stool my legs we previously on.

    I chuckled at Alice’s concern and thanked her in my head but then I grew angry at remembering today’s events. I looked Bette directly in the eye “You put me in a fucking awkward position. How could you not tell me that Marcus Allenwood is black?” I asked in a stern voice.

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    Comments

    1. Thanks for tackling this scene, it is definitely one which exemplified their lack of communication skills. Forgive me though, but I think you jumped to the “make up sex” a little too quickly. That’s great that Tina wanted to express her opinion and she should have, but once again there was no discussion…Bette cries, then just apologizes and then they have sex?! As I said, I do appreciate you taking on this subject, I just think there was still more that we needed to “see.”

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