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    Bette Forgets 21

    Story written on May 30, 2005 by rebakathy.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=54287
    Author Notes:

    Bette talks while Tina listens.

    I sucked in a breath at this. My poor Bette has had a lot of bad memories to hold on to all of this time.

    You want to know a secret Tina?

    I raise my eyes to hers, What?

    A large part of me was secretly glad when Melvin died.

    It didnt escape my notice that she had switched to calling her father Melvin. Its no wonder.

    I understand Bette.

    She smiles weakly at me, A very large part was glad, she comments getting to her feet and going over to her dresser and peering into the mirror above it

    I get to my feet and go and stand behind her, Its nothing to be ashamed for babe? Your father did some horrible things to you in the name of protecting himself.

    Bette turns to me and wraps her arms around me placing her face in the crook of my neck.

    Im not ashamed of these feelings, she says, Its just…I dont want to have these feelings you know?

    I nod against her head.

    Its not something a child, no matter the age, should have to deal with. Relishing in the fact that their parent is dead.

    No one should have to deal with those kind of emotions.

    Bette pulls away from me and smiles at me, Well after that bombshell I dont think I can possibly sleep now.

    I smile despite the conversation that wed just had. Bette did know how to take a moment of pain and add a bit of levity.

    Try babe, I say pushing her toward the bed and laying her down pulling the covers over her, I just have to show Julia to the guest room and then we can try to go to sleep together. Will you be okay?

    Bette nods her head, You go put my mom to bed. Ill be here.

    I smile and kiss her on the lips, Ill be back.

    I straighten and open the door to the bedroom walking down the hall, past paints and portraits of our family, the one Bette and I made that included our dearest friends, and into the living room where I see Julia studying the various paintings around the room.

    Bette is the Director of a museum, I explain clearly startling Julia who jumped and whirled around, Sorry.

    She smiles at me, Quite alright. You are just very stealthy. You would think spending more than half your life with insane people would make your senses more alert.

    I smile weakly at this, I can show you to the guest room now.

    I would like that very much, Julia states grabbing her bag and following me down the hall

    I open the bedroom that we have been converting to the babies room. We havent put in the crib yet and for now it is still a guest room. Julia walks in behind me as I turn on the light and she looks around at the starry sky that Bette and I have painted on the ceiling.

    This is beautiful, Julia breathes

    Thank you.

    She sets her bag down on the end of the bed and turns to me, Is Elizabeth okay?

    She will be, I smile, She will be.

    TBC…Woo!

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    3. REBA…you have to get writers block and kick her ass to the curb…. we all have been there…and i am glad your back… i have missed this story… and i can’t wait for you to continue with it…i am so glad that bette keeps opening up to tina… please keep them talking…. thanks and please more soon

    5. Rebakathy thank you thank you thank you. I can’t believe how great that was. :) Please don’t wait so long to post. Godd luck with Jury duty. Maybe they won’t need you and you can post again. Having been a cop they never want me. LMAO….

    6. woooooohoooooo your back with this story this one is one is my favourite from all the ones I read and I almost had given up on you writing it anymore it was like leaving a good movie right before you find out what happens glad to see your back.

    7. Thank you that
      posted again I’m been waiting for this Story I’m so happy that you write back again really glad that we really LOVE IT your Story it’s really Awesome and very good writing Thank you
      Rebakathy you are Amazing writer Please post soon.

    11. Damm thats some drama, and I LOVE IT!!! thank you, I have been waiting, it’s so glad to have you back, so I quess we will be reading lots more of this story??

    13. Damn that is a horrible thing that Melvin dit to Bette is just sad and poor Bette that her life is just so much in pain. Anyway awesome story, post soon. Thanks!

    15. Wow is right, that was deep stuff. That sick asshole kept his daughter in a coma for five months coz he hit her!!!!! That’s story was well worth the wait mate, keep it up and post soon!

    17. REBAKATHY THANK YOU THANK YOU,SO GLAD YOU WROTE A BETTE FORGETS EVEN THOUGH I LOVE ALL YOUR STORIES….WONDERFUL CHAPTER PLEASE POST SOON….

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