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Frozen – Chapter 5 – The Grinch (Part 1)
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Chapter 5
My lungs were burning; what little air I had in them was forcefully coming out as I was coughing so hard it brought a slight flavor of blood that provoked in me a persistent urge to throw up. I spent the last moments yelling and crying out Angie’s name, until I was left with my mouth agape, with no sound coming out – if I uttered one more word, I knew, my vocal chords were going to break. I could feel the cold blocking the air in my throat as I ran, trying to catch my breath. Exhausted, I walked along the little path that led to the river, after running everywhere from a tree to another. Finally, my legs failed me, and I found myself kneeling down helpless: I couldn’t find her. My baby, my life, disappeared out of nowhere, and it was all my fault. I would have given anything to be able to turn back time and did things differently. Starting with the way I dealt with things when she was only six months. Bette would have been still here, and Angelica would have been with her other mother. A fucking hurricane… I destroyed everything.
The shiver that ran through my whole body made me realize only then that I wasn’t wearing a coat. As if on cue, I felt someone approaching me from behind tossing me a scarf and my jacket.
”Here. Put these on” she said in her usual flat tone.
“What are you doing here?” my eyes not leaving the ground.
“The girls, especially Kit, said it’s our fault, and we have to deal with the consequences… on our own”
I couldn’t help the scoff, “How nice of them. I’m here looking for Angelica and the only thing they think of is whose fault it is” I said as I rolled my eyes.
“I have my phone with me. If we don’t find her within thirty minutes I’m calling for help”
“I’ve been looking everywhere and she’s nowhere to be seen! Why not call for help already?” I said frantically without stopping, this close to fainting for the lack of oxygen.
“Maybe if you actually looked for her, instead of yelling/” the nerve she had!
“Are you fucking serious? My baby is out there! Alone! It’s fucking freezing/” I cut her off before she did the same.
“And we’re going to find her… if you stop yelling. See? We’re wasting time. I’m sure she’s not far from here” That’s how our ‘conversation’ ended.
She started walking while I was still sitting on my knees. She didn’t even bother to help me get up… and who was I kidding? It was obvious by then that no encouragements were going to come from her; not for my sake at least. I quickly got up, almost falling face first onto the snow-covered ground, and sheepishly wore my coat and scarf. I thanked God for the temporary relief and followed her. She was a couple of feet ahead of me. She kept moving not even acknowledging me for the whole time. I don’t know why, but I had to turn around and look at our footprints: they were following a completely different path and pattern. I stopped and meditated. We were indeed following a different path; it had been like that for six years. It was like we had no recalling of the way back. I stared at Bette’s footprints and I noticed how they followed a very accurate and neat pattern. It was like a knitting work; every print was linked to the other one. A straight path. That’s how she’s always been: so sure of herself. Whenever she wanted something, she always would walk and take it. I wonder why she stopped fighting. Maybe she didn’t want it anymore. Maybe she wanted to pursue her real dream and go straight to New York, and be able to live again. Little did I know she was walking straight to hell. Mine, on the other hand, traced a very confused path… just how I’ve been living, lately: in total confusion.
The cold wind hitting my face woke me from my reverie and I must have stood there for a while because Bette could be barely seen from where I stood. I sped up my steps and kept staring at her back while my mind drifted off to the old good times.
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Bette0Porter. you are incredible, an incredible writer! I love this story and the chapter 5… I want the part 2 SOON!
Oh God, you are back! Offcourse i don’t hate you!
For such a incredible writer i will wait for eternity.
I am glad Angie is allright and i can’t blame her for her outburst to Tina.
What have me worried is that Bette ” is walking straight to hell ” like you wrote. Will something terrible happening to her? Is she sick?
I hope you will update soon again and can answer those questions for me.
‘Bout time my friend! Please make part 2 longer – there has to be a good ending!!!
Well well you finally answered my hopes…im sure me pesting you for an update was annoying but hey i was desperate…omg now can I say yeeessssssss you’re back!!!! Ah my life is complete but dang it all 4 pages….well im not complaining pps and you’re aweessoomee my friend
BOP,
Welcome back!!!!! I truly miss you :( Glad to read the 1st Part of your Last Chapter. But based on your story, it seems like Bette’s heart is still frozen. Don’t know if you are planning to have a sequel for this with a title MELTED. Hahaha! Coz I think that Bette is still not prepared for a reconciliation unless you’ll have a long part 2 with an Epilogue.
Anyway, I am just so happy that I almost hyperventilated when I saw your update. Hi hi! Please Post Soon.. please Pretty please..
Love,
Scribe
thx for coming back with this story, but I think we will need at least another 10 chapters………. and they must be like in 10 pages each……. ok sorry. thx for this story, we lovev it. pps. and please please bring he 3 of them back together.
thx.
Of course I hate you! Just joking I’m but all too happy to see you back here. I’ve been missing your stories. Don’t keep us too long in suspense ’cause I can’t wait to know what you meant with “Little did I know she was walking straight to hell.” and as you know patience is not exactly one of my virtues.
For now thanks for the beatiful story which was as usual very well written.
LW
Ti aspettavo con ansia..ma non mi hai delusa…grazie per il post..e grazie per la piccola anteprima privata. Sai chi sono vero? Si, credo di si. ^____^ciao tesò.
I’m so glad you’re back, my friend! It was a wonderful chapter. I absolutely loved it.
You are a wonderful writer, and this is a fantastic story.
of course not the usual romantic story of Tibette (which my heart is beating faster) but you still my heart beat with this story ;)
I hope your Tibette’s heart beats happy ending in the end :)
I look forward to the next chapter, but please don’t so long :)
Thank you for the update ! Well, I have to starts reading from chapter one again to remind me of the story, Indeed breath catching and sad…. I believe there are so much to talk about between Tina & Bette, the unsolved. Please don’t go away for too long….. Pps
thanks for the update cant wait until the next post
This story and fantastic!
I hope B & T to exorcise the demons and
d be able to live together again.
10 stars.
Do not delay to update.
Felt the scary and the panic of Ang making it outside. As a mom it’s the scariest thing ever. Her reaction to Tina makes perfect sense too. But Bette is angry despite what she tells her. Probably mostly angry at herself, I’d guess. Self-blame is so destructive.
Anyway, so now I’m caught up and waiting for the resolution. I’m guessing Bette’s heart will be melted, as well as Tina’s, and they three will be a family again.
I should say too I detect your classical education (i.e. European) because your style and diction are poetic and reveal exposure to some great ideas for one so young :) Haha…I can say that because I’m old :)
Nice story and I look forward to the final chapter.