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Broken Girls with Strange Frames (Ch. 21)
Chapter 21: You, Why Aren’t
I am very good at convincing myself that things are happening in my life for an entirely different reason than the reason they’re actually happening. Many people may refer to this practice as “denial”, but I think it’s actually a skill, you know, where I have the ability to deflect unhappy thoughts and make them happy.
So I tried to convince myself that the reason I avoided Bette for most of the week was because of work. And considering the way Bette was with her job, this was an easy idea in my mind to fake. But there was this really big problem where, every time I thought about Bette, I remembered that I was in love with her.
The denial thing? So not working.
A good game to play, though, every time I stopped my work to think about being in love with Bette was to pretend that I was just in love with a part of her. This worked a little. Like, that one voice inside me would go, “I love her,” and then the other voice would respond, “No, no, no. I love her hair. She has nice hair. I love it.”
“But,” the other side would say sensibly, “I’m in love with her. There’s no way around it.”
“Yes, there is,” would be the response, “the way around it is this: I’m in love with her smile! What a great smile! And I’m in love with it.“
“And her.”
“And her.”
“See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?”
On second thought, this game wasn’t actually quite so fun.
For the first time in my life, I was glad when Kyle barged into my apartment without knocking. I looked up gratefully from the one sentence I had spent all morning typing on my laptop.
“Hey.”
“We have to go shopping,” he said, joining me on the couch, “because I don’t have shoes to wear to Bette’s opening.”
“Well, you do have a few weeks,” I reminded him. “So it’s not really urgent yet.”
“No, it is.” He sighed dramatically. “I keep having these nightmares where Spencer and I show up together and everyone is paying lots of attention to me because I’m, you know, the artist’s date. And then I look down and notice that I’m not wearing any shoes at all. Everyone is horrified.”
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(29 votes, average: 3.69 out of 5)
Youch! Bette! It’s to character…which would make Alice’s “you can be a little bit cruel” comment rather kind.
Wow, I felt bad for Alice. I never thought I could feel bad like that for her…
Bette and I need to have a serious conversation about this thing she’s doing where she breaks Alice’s heart. That’s not cool. Always, your characterization and dialogue are just… flawless. And I can’t be too upset with Bette. She’s trying to do the right thing.
It sucks to hate Bette when JB is just so hot. The show should have a spin-off, focus just on Alice/Dana/Helena/Lara, with Bette just showing up once in awhile for a sex scene with no lines.
On a happier note: ‘I laugh in the face of your love, Alice. Ha, ha, ha, ha!’ was hilarious!!
Your dialogue is perfect but I loved this bit of description too:
“Another nod, this one a little more hesitant, as if it realized the ludicrousness of Bette’s speech and was ashamed to be attached to her.”
Oh. My. God.
Alice, Alice. I could practically hear your heart shatter into little pieces. My heart goes out for you.
I am stunned beyond belief. The things Alice went through in terms of Bette. And considering what she had went through and then still remained friends with her ex (later on) just stuns me speechless.
Rachel, your writing got me stunned, too. Four amazing pages of a rollercoaster ride. Amazing!
Please keep on doing what you’re doing because you are doing it so right.
Yeah, let’s kick her…to the curb. This is so real and so raw.
I can’t WAIT to see Bette get her comeuppance from Tina. Bette in love, that’s rich!
Really, I can wait. I love Alice in this story.
And it all comes full circle. Thanks for painting the picture that we have yet to see on TLW. Makes their friendship on the show have more depth and meaning now, given the history.
The last line was pricless!