You know what Bette; I think I should go, thank you so much for letting me sleep on the very uncomfortable couch..

I’m sorry Al, you didn’t really have to stay.. It’s just that we both were…

It’s ok, I felt the need to stay in case you guys needed anything, she was miserable last night, she scared me for a moment..

I’m sorry you had to deal with that, I shouldn’t have called you..

No, no, don’t say that, I’m glad you did, she needed someone to be here with her.. But what happened between you guys??

If only I knew Alice, if only I knew..

Ok you lil’ girl behave, and I still love you even after that smelly ***** that I had to deal with today..

She kisses Angelica, then puts her hand on my arm and give me an assuring smile..

Whatever is going on between the two of you, I’m sure you’ll work it out..

Thank you..

I watch Alice as she leaves the house and shuts the
door behind her, I go back to the kitchen and start the coffee machine,
then I go to our room, I put Angelica down on the bed, and surround her
with pillows.. As I’m getting out of the room to go back to the
kitchen, Tina opens the bathroom door, we both stand still and look at
each other awkwardly, I have to say something before this gets any
worse..

Alice just left..

Yeah, I heard her car engine..

Do you want me to fix you breakfast??

Coffee will do..

This is still awkward; we both step forward at the
same time, and then stop before we bump into each other.. We both avoid
eye contact and stay in our places, she waits for me to make the 1st
move, which I don’t while waiting for her to make it..

Angelica.. She motions with her hand towards the bed..

Yes… Kitchen… coffee..

I go to the kitchen, I can’t stop the giggles from
coming out of my mouth, we sound like two teenagers who bumped into one
another at school after they had ***** for the first time.. But we are
not teenagers, and we didn’t have *****, I wish things were as easy as
that.. I sigh, I don’t feel like eating, no wonder Tina doesn’t
either.. I pour myself a cup of coffee and go sit down on a chair in
the living room.. I can’t help but think back to what happened last
night.. I can’t believe Tina said what she said; did I really force
myself on her? Does she think that’s what I wanted to do on the night
of Provocations? I remember being desperate for her to believe me that
night, I wanted to let her know that I still loved her, that she is the
one and only woman I want and love.. If she really thinks I forced
myself on her that night, why did she let me make love to her after I
gave up the control of the situation? Why did she ask me to hold her,
’till she felt strong enough to get off me and leave me with my broken
heart on our bed?

Oh my god, I can’t help but put my hand on my mouth
before I gasp.. Does she think of me as a rapist? How come I didn’t
think of this last night when I left the house? Why all I had on mind
while wandering around the city was whether I should give her what she
wants and leave or stay and make her suffer.. But if she thinks of me
like that, why would she ask me to stay? Why did she just lead me to
our bed and lay me down with her and kept asking me to stay and telling
me how sorry she was for saying that until we both fell asleep?? Why
was she still holding me when I woke up this morning??

The bedroom door open and Tina emerges from it, she’s
already dressed up for work, I stand up and go the kitchen, I pour her
some coffee then go to where she is reorganizing her briefcase on the
dining table, I put down the coffee cup..

Here..

I left Angie on the bed; she fell asleep while having her share of mommy’s lactating *****..

She chuckles, before lifting the coffee cup to her
lips and take a sip.. I stand there in silence, I know if I opened my
mouth to say anything I won’t be able to avoid the huge elephant that
is in the room like she’s doing… She is holding the cup with both of
her hands, and looking at the coffee inside it, she lifts her head and
sighs.. We lock eyes..

Bette, please don’t make this hard on me..

Tina, you know I’ll give you whatever you want, anything you want..

She forces a smile, just before I open my mouth to say that she doesn’t have to, she puts her index finger on my lips..

Not now, it’s not the right time..

She takes her finger off of my lips, puts her cup
down on the table, takes her bag and keys before she heads to the front
door.. Where she stops and turns to me after opening the door to
leave..

Bette… ??

Yes.. ??

I believe in us..

To Be Continued