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    Angels Never Came Down 3

        “He’s too wholesome, I guess. Too all-American. I
    got the feeling that if we were to end up married, he’d want a white
    picket fence, a station wagon, and 2.5 kids.”

        “Don’t you want that?”

        Tina changed her position so that she was lying on
    her side facing Bette. Bette gulped and correspondingly faced Tina. She
    forced herself to meet Tina’s eyes. She composed her face to reflect
    curiosity and not desire.

        “You know, I thought I wanted that. When we started
    going out, I thought, ‘Here’s the perfect guy who’s gonna make a great
    husband and father.’ But to tell you the truth, I started getting bored
    after the first months.”

        “So you should be feeling relieved now that he’s gone, right?”

        “That’s what’s strange about it. I feel like someone
    took a wrecking ball to my dream house… my dream husband and my dream
    kids. Without them, I just don’t know what to want anymore.”

        Want me! Want me! Bette lowered her eyes and bit her
    lip. Shut up Transylvanian voice! She viciously ordered. “Don’t you
    want to find out?”

        “It’d be really great if I could find out. Bette,”
    Tina sighed and Bette met her gaze squarely. “Bette, do you believe
    that people can change so much that their whole past just seems like
    another life?”

        Bette frowned lightly as she formulated her answer.
    Her thoughts were pleasantly interrupted when Tina’s forefinger
    ventured up to her face and traced the furrow that formed between her
    brows. That made them shoot up in obvious surprise. Tina laughed softly.

        “You know what I love about you Bette?”

        Love?! Me?! “What?” Bette managed to modulate her voice so that it did not come out a moan.
       
        “You’re spending your Sunday morning moping around
    with me. I’ve never had a friend who joined me for my self-pity parties
    before.”

        “Well, I wouldn’t say you’re indulging in self-pity.
    You’re actually making a lot of sense. I haven’t heard a ‘I’m such a
    loser, kill me now’ out of you yet.” Bette tried to joke, meanwhile
    feeling the tingle that Tina’s finger left crawl up her forehead to
    spread all over her scalp.

        “Hm. I’m such a loser, kill me now.” Tina chuckled and took away her finger. Bette sighed at the loss.

        “You know Bette, you’re such a good friend. I try to
    remember how I was like before I met you and I can’t. As far as I’m
    concerned, you’ve always been in my life, you know?”

        “I feel the same way.” And more. Bette smiled her
    first heartfelt smile and allowed just a tiny bit of the emotion
    warming her to show. Tina smiled back and Bette stifled a gasp. She
    pretended a small cough to cover up then cleared her throat loudly.
    That effectively broke the mood as Tina laughed and patted Bette’s
    back.

        Bette screwed her eyes shut as Tina’s arm came
    around her shoulder and her warm palm gently landed between her
    shoulderblades. Her lungs were filled with Tina’s scent and her face
    grew warm at the proximity of Tina’s lips.

         “What do you say I make us brunch? I haven’t
    had breakfast yet. It’s too early for lunch.” Tina’s voice was
    considerably brighter and more upbeat than it was earlier. Bette
    nodded, still too overcome to speak.

        “Bette,” Tina waited until Bette looked into her eyes. “Can you stay with me today?”

        “Of course T. Anything you need.” Bette smiled wanly.

        “Thanks Bette. I knew I could count on you.” Tina
    gave Bette a one-armed hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. “You know,
    you really ought to find yourself a nice woman. You’re such a catch!
    Gorgeous, smart, sexy, warm… gosh Bette, if you were a man, I’d be on
    you in a heartbeat. Well come on. Let’s go to the kitchen.”

        Bette continued smiling, trying not to crack into a
    million tortured pieces. She stood up gingerly and followed Tina out of
    the bedroom.

    TBC
       

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    Comments

    1. You need a friend then the lover.that way you know all the good,bad and ugly about them.Not a lot of surprises. Maybe Tina will see Bette for what she is a good friend and maybe her lover. Poor Bette thanks

    2. That was really lovely,alittle sad but cute!…Actually your killing me with it but i beraing up well…lol….i know it will take time its too soon for Bette to make any move yet!,but just maybe Tina will start to see Bette for what she is, or could be either way im lovin it thanks!

    3. Poor Bette, she’s slowing being tortured. She should take Tina’s advice and start to date. Friends first then lovers is always an added bonus. Thanks for the post, please continue.

    4. “Bette, if you were a man, I’d be on you in a heartbeat.” Ahh Why isn’t everyone bi?! Then we wouldn’t have to hear that anymore!! =) Love your story very much, please continue!!

    5. i feel so bad for bette… she is one hell of a good friend.. and hopefully tina see’s this… well they say first you are friends and then your lovers.. lets hope it works out for them… please continue

    6. ohg gosh how sad for bette. I think Bette needs to take Tina’s advice for now. she should date becasue she is just torturing herself being around Tina right now.

    7. 7PM,So close and yet soooo far. This is truly tortuous tale. Great conversation between Bette and Tina as we get to hear what is really going on in Bette’s mind. There does seem to be a flicker of hope of Bette. I can but hope and dream. No when’s that next post appearing? Soon, please! A Fan.

    8. i’m loving it so much…this is a sweet torture indeed, and is it okay that i was giggling again through reading? love it, love your writing and also learning a thing or two ;)

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