"I-I’m sorry Tina . . I tried to stop the assault"

Tina shook her head, "Its not your fault . . I just hope she’ll be okay. God . . I don’t know what I would do"

Shane felt a large lump in her throat as tears rolled down her cheeks, "Neither do I"

*****

Bette sat on a thin moist cot, her knees drawn up to her chest and her arms resting on top. She laid her forehead on her arms and listened to the sound of dripping water falling around her dingy cell. The same thing she had done for the passed 3 days.

She hadn’t seen Tina since the attack and each day spent apart from her lover was only killing Bette softly. Her wounds were healed but her heart was breaking. She needed to be with Tina, she was dying without her love.

"So are you just gonna spend every day sulking around or can you say something so that we can both pass the time?"

Bette would have rolled her eyes to the annoying voice if it hadn’t been for her fatigue. Every few hours, Jenny would ramble useless crap like that as if Bette cared. She didn’t want to talk to anyone. She only wanted Tina.

"Fine" Jenny sighed. "Be that way, see if I care"

Bette didn’t have patience for the maiden but she did have to try and get her mind off Tina. For her own sanity.

She slowly lifted her head and blinked as her eyes adjusted to the dim light. Jenny sat on the cot in the cell across from Bette, staring rather impatiently. The brunette actually managed to roll her eyes this time.

"How did you even get put down here?"

Jenny shrugged, "I hit Tasha"

Bette’s eyes widened, "You did what? Why?"

Now Jenny was the one to roll her eyes, "Oh relax she’s fine. I just knocked her out a little so Tina could escape"

Bette dropped her legs off the cot and shifted forward to sit on the edge of it.