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“Bette…God Damn it.” In a fit of rage slammed the door shut. “I didn’t mean for this to happen.” She held up her hand to silence anything Bette might have to say. “I don’t mean it was a mistake.” She began to pace. The oversized robe slipped down her shoulders revealing the lovely milky skin of her collar bone. “I mean it was but I can’t regret it.”
“Really because it appeared that you found me for on last fuck before you completely immersed yourself in the white heterosexual dream.”
The harsh words forced Tina to stop her pacing. “Bette, I…it is never a…” She couldn’t manage to find the words so she just gazed at the shadows with moistened eyes.
Bette instantly suffered a pang of guilt her harsh words. An apology never seemed adequate after she hurt Tina so instead she shifted gears. “Why did you come and find me?”
“I wanted your blessing.”
Bette shift uncomfortably. It became obvious that staring morosely out the window was easier then watching confusing emotions run over her ex-lover’s face.
Tina closed the gape between them so she could gently lean into Bette’s back. “You were my best friend for the better part of a decade. I just wanted my best friend’s opinion.” She pushed Bette’s wild curls away from the neck they covered. “It was selfish of me.” Tina chuckled. “But it isn’t that surprise that I would be selfish, is it?” She placed a tiny kiss at the base of Bette’s neck. “I also need to make sure it was OK with my daughter’s other mother. She misses you. I was selfish about that as well.”
Bette relaxed into Tina. “You’re giving me visitation rights?”
“No, I want to give you partial custody.”
Bette released the breath she had been holding. “Thank you.”
“Bette, I need to see you.”
Bette turned slowly. As soon as she stopped moving, Tina wrapped her in a tight embrace. “Do you love him?”
“I will eventually.” She knew Bette didn’t understand so she explained further. “He is safe and comfortable, everything is even and boring. I need that stability if I am going to be a good mom. He loves me and Angelica.”
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Wow. Tina’s “Until next time” actually sent a chill through me. In fact, it kind of irked me. You can’t help but feel Bette’s pain here. Fantastic ending.
I haven’t read the sappy ending yet but my prediction is this is the better ending.
Sort of one of those can’t live with ’em, can’t live without ’em deals. Must be bad if they’re doing the deed at Bedbugs R Us.
I would call it the Lust Motel.but like funnyone the best. If she marrys Henry will she always want that one more time? thanks
Jesus! That was just plain heartbreaking..and…what a fricking waste of love, if you asked me!! Dang V, this truly got my blood a boilin!! Now can I read the happy one? LOL Thanks!
Yeah heartbreak hotel more like it! Thanks for saving the sappy last..I’m off to reading it now.
damn this was intense and sad…i’m ready for the happy one now
Sigh…I read the other ending and I want Bette & Tina to be together, but in a sick way I like the way this ending was written. I think this story should go a few more chapters. I think Bette is selling herself short and Tina is full of sh*t. How can you equate being a good mother to being with a man in a loveless relationship? As long as Bette is there for Tina’s sexual needs she will continue to use her and Bette deserves better. It’s funny how Bette cheated on Tina but Tina is doing the same thing to Henry…even though she dosen’t love him it’s still CHEATING. I would love to see you add a few chapters where Bette is looking like she is gonna settle down and Tina realizes she isn’t gonna have her cake and Bette too…and maybe she’ll come around so they can actually be together. Cause right now all their relationship is is sex. More please.
Damn this is sad and heartbreaking!
well that harsh but sweet in a sick way. thanks.
Yeah, in a really sick way, I love this ending more. I think, well, I’m almost positive it has to do with my film noir obsession (gotta give a film student a break). Or, also, this kind of pain is a sort of beautiful torture, and at least there’s an almost promise of one more time.