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    Ashes, ashes… Chapter 20

     

    Tina frowned as she heard the beep signifying the end of Alice‘s message.  Her friend had sounded odd and Tina wondered what could have ‘kinda happened’ that would put Alice on edge.  The second message was even more curious.

     

    “T.  It’s me again.  It’s 3:30 on Saturday and I’m still hoping you can give me a call today.  Dana and I have this dinner thing tonight, but I’ll have my cell, so when you get this message give me a buzz, okay?  And um, you know, if you’re not home until late, call me then.  No matter what time it is.  I’m on deadline so I’ll be procrastinating for hours.”

     

    Tina walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower just as the final message began to play.

     

    “Tina.  It’s Bette.  I asked Alice for your number.  I… I know that I have no right to call, but I would really…  I’d be very grateful if you’d be willing to call me back.  The cell number is the same.  Anyway.  Thank you for considering this request.”

     

    Tina turned off the water in the shower and walked back into the kitchen to stare accusingly at the answering machine.  “You have got to be kidding,” she said aloud, clasping her towel around her.  But upon replaying the last of the three messages, she could see that it wasn’t a joke.  The ringing phone startled her out of her haze of disbelief, and she involuntarily stepped back, as if the receiver itself was a threat.

     

    She allowed the four rings to trigger the answering machine, and then waited for the caller to speak.

     

    “Tina, it’s Alice.  I know it’s late and if you’re listening to this, I probably woke you up, so I’m sorry.  But look.  I saw Bette today.  And she asked for your phone number and I gave it to her.  And now I’m thinking that I probably should have asked you before I-”

     

    “Hey Al,” Tina said, picking up the phone.

     

    “Did you hear all of that?  I didn’t even think when she asked me.  Then I got home and Dana said I should have at least checked in with you, and I’ve been freaking out all day.  Speaking of which, where the hell have you been?” Alice asked in one breath.

     

    “She already called.  Bette,” Tina explained unnecessarily, tightening her grip on her towel.

     

    “Yeah.  She said she was going to.  Did I fuck up?  I just She asked for it, so I gave it to her.  I didn’t even think,” Alice said dejectedly.

     

    “It’s not like she couldn’t have gotten it from the phone book-I’m listed.  Besides, she’s the one who” Tina stopped abruptly, catching herself.  She was the one who didn’t want to have contact, Tina said to herself.  But out loud, she just added, “Forget it.”

     

    “Are you, you know.  Calling her back?”

     

    “I don’t know.  It’s late and I’m tired and I can’t think about it yet.”

     

    “Did I wake you?”

     

    “No.  I just got home from Helena‘s.  Her kids are in for the weekend and I spent the day with them,” Tina replied.

     

    “Oh.  Did you do anything fun?”

     

    “Made bracelets.  Played Clue.  Had pizza.”

     

    “Sounds like a typical Saturday night,” Alice said.  “Only Dana likes Monopoly better.”

     

    “Yeah.  I’ll bet she does,” Tina said, smiling.  “I’m going to jump in the shower, Al.  I’m pretty beat.”

     

    “Right.  Cleanliness is next to godliness and all.”

     

    “I’ll talk to you later.  And don’t worry about the thing with Bette, okay?  It’s fine.”

     

    Tina disconnected the call and exhaled slowly and deliberately.  For a few moments, she considered unplugging her phone so that if Bette tried to call back, she couldn’t get through. But then she decided against it.  After all, Bette couldn’t hurt her any more-there was simply nothing at risk.  And in some deep, core way, that realization emboldened and fortified Tina.  She wasn’t afraid because there was truly nothing to be afraid of.

     

    The pounding of the hot shower loosened the muscles in Tina’s neck and shoulders, and she stood under the water until it started to turn cool.  Then she crawled into bed and pulled Helena‘s pillow close, breathing in the now familiar scent of the other woman’s lavender shampoo, and drifted off to sleep.

     

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    Comments

    1. i don’t want tina to smell helena, i want her to talk to bette…is the reconciliation even possible at this point? tina doesn’t even want to talk to bette…i’m really sad

    2. I don’t know if reconciliation is good at this point. I mean Bette ran away when things got too difficult without even trying. Tina needs to be with someone who will be there for her through thick and thin. At this point it has been Helena. I would rather Tina and Helena not travel down that road again, cause to me I just don’t see the chemistry. I still have hope for Tina and Bette but I more leaning towards them being seperate for right now. Love your story, please continue!!

    3. great chapter – nothing in your story gives me the slightest hope for Bette with Tina – to have left her alone and think separating was for the best seems callous beyond belief – it’s not how I have ever seen Bette but it’s how you have drawn her and so I can see no way that Tina could open to her again. You have written Tina and Helena and Ronnie brilliantly kudos to your writing style and storytelling.

    4. After the day from beyond hell seeing your post was a light at the end of the tunnel. I love your Alice. If Tina needs Helena’s pillow, that’s O.K. by me. Great wonderful story. Thank you.

    5. please dont let Tina have the wrong idea of love cuz she dosent love Helena she is just alone and sad and Helena is by her side..this is not love is lonely ..great chapter..i hope bette call her again..post soon thanks

    6. I’ve just caught up on the last six chapters and I’m revelling in your skill and the pure pleasure of your storytelling. I adore the gentle, yet purposeful way this story is unfolding.You are FanficQueen, my friend.

    7. Oh phooey FFC. “I’d be very grateful if you’d be willing to call me back.” Yeah, well I’m sure you would Bette. *rolls eyes* That’s a lot to ask of Tina I’d say (but no one asked me). And if clutching Helena’s pillow makes T feel better then…well…I’m sorry, I just can’t say it. Hellno. I hope B&T can somehow work through this terrible hand that life has dealt them. You hold all the cards babe. May I suggest ridding the deck of the joker though? Her initials are HP.

    8. I love your unique versions of our very familiar characters. And I’m very happy to tag along for the ride in whatever direction you’d care to take us. Pass out a few blindfolds to the Tibetters and Lead on, ffc! ;-)

    9. In this story.. I think Tina should forget Bette and move on.. if it’s with H or anyone else.. I know it wasn’t easy on Bette either but since she was the one who asked not to contact each other I say she should be true to her own words and step off..

    10. uh oh. tina is truly pissed and does not sound remotely like she wants bette back. i hope she still has a chance, but that’s my bias speaking. whichever direction you take the story i’ll be reading and damn appreciative to encounter such fabulous fiction.

    11. shit nothing to be afraid of how was love something to be afraid of i realize grief can mess you up but our magic couple should of hard that extra strenght to get them thro–post soon

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