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Broken Girls with Strange Frames (Ch. 21)
I shrugged. “I promise.”
“Good.” He opened the door. “Later, Al.”
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“I didn’t know what you wanted, so I just…” Bette shook her head as she pulled food out of the bad, changing tactics. “I think the Mexican place on
“You think it is?” I asked. “Does this have onions in it?”
She shrugged. “Don’t know. Yeah, my Spanish isn’t the best, but I think that’s what they were talking about.”
“Well, that,” I said, “would suck.”
Bette agreed.
We ate in the living room. I suggested a movie, but Bette said no about fifty times, so I eventually let up and we ate, sometimes in awkward silence, and sometimes Bette talked about work, and sometimes I told her about how I had almost been rear-ended in traffic today and how I didn’t like that.
“Hmm,” was all Bette said, despite the fact that it was a very funny story that anyone normal would have laughed at.
I sighed and started gathering up empty containers and wrappers.
“I’ll clean up,” Bette said quickly, and she did. I watched her and her nervous movements, the meticulous way she wiped down the coffee table. I wondered if there were bigger problems at work than she had felt like unloading.
“Bette,” I said when she was finished and had sat down next to me on the couch. “Is-”
“I have to tell you something,” she interrupted. “Sorry. Go ahead.”
I shrugged. “Wasn’t important. What is it?”
“Um, I’m-” She frowned. “Here, why don’t you sit here?” She indicated that I move closer to her on the couch and I was happy to, sliding so close that our knees touched.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
She smiled. “Yeah.” She stretched one arm out on the back of the couch, lifting her hand to play with my hair a little. After an exhale, she said, “I realized something when I hadn’t seen you for a couple days. I realized… uh, how much I missed you.”
I smiled. “Okay, I missed you, too.” And damn the arguing voices in my head for making me avoid you.
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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!