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Broken Girls with Strange Frames (Ch. 22)
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“I’m really sorry about this,” I said, throwing back another shot as he attempted to curl my hair. “I know I shouldn’t be drinking in front of you.”
Kyle tsked. “Whatever. I’m just worried that if you keep moving like that, I’ll burn your scalp off.”
“That would be good,” I decided. “I could check into the hospital and wouldn’t have to go.”
“Yeah, okay.” He sprayed a little bit of hairspray. “Look, it’ll happen quick. You know? A few hours, then dinner, then home. Easy.”
“Except for, like, I feel all gross and like I’m gonna vomit.”
“Yeah, well, try not to. Bette probably won’t have a sense of humor about that sort of thing.”
I agreed and then put the top back on the Absolut. I pushed it away. “Nor would she have a sense of humor over me being drunk.”
“Exactly. I’m done.” He stepped away from me. “Voila.”
“Thanks.” I stood up, not even attempting to look in the mirror because it mattered that little. “If worse comes to worst,” I said desperately, “I’ll feign like, a stomachache, and you’ll take me home, okay?”
Kyle pouted. “I want to stay with Spencer.” The look I shot him must have been more hateful than I had intended, because his eyes widened and he corrected himself quickly. “Yeah, I’ll take you home.”
“Or I could-” I was interrupted by the buzzer. Kyle shrugged and started cleaning up, while I walked down the hallway and clicked the intercom. “Yeah.”
“It’s me. Bette.”
Duh. “Okay. Come on up.” I buzzed her in.
Kyle was walking past me toward the door. “You want me to leave?”
“No.” I shook my head. “I want you to stay here and make it seem like we’ve been having a great time.”
“We have.”
“No, even better.” There was a knock at the door. “Laugh,” I whispered urgently, and Kyle let out a very loud, very fake peal of laughter. I opened the door.
“Hi,” she said smoothly, and I was suddenly the
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Heeeeeeeeere’s Tina! lol great story so far.
OMG it’s Tina Kennard!!!
Nan, please, nooo! It must be the first time I don’t wanna see Tina in a story lol
holy shit ur building this excellently..damn im glad alice played it kool..bette can be a major ass!! post soon!
Tina! I’m bouncing in my chair! I can’t wait to see Alices reaction to the start of the Bette and Tina. Great chapter. 5 stars as usual.
Ooooh, Tina’s here! Uh-oh. Alice better get over Bette REAL quick. And I really want to see how Bette and Tina get together through Alice’s eyes.
Please make this be a nice, clean and easy closure for Alice. A character who can make me laugh so hard shouldn’t be in a wading in pool of her own misery. I really want her to be happy, for herself.
Love your fic. Please keep on writing.
Fun! I loved that Alice was trying all night from being inside her apartment to the gallery to make Bette jealous. It’s heartbreaking to see someone hurting that much, but she’s better off without Bette. At least the Pre-Tina Bette.
Now the real drama will begin.
This fic just fucking rocks. It rocks more than granny Clampitt. It rocks like a rowin’ boat in a hurricane.
Please God let somebody look after Alice though – she’s too damn sweet. She’s so sad but so funny too!
I can’t tell you how much I am still enjoying this story…tons!!!!!!!!!!
This has been such a terrific backstory, getting into Alice’s head, Bette’s neurosis, hilarity. Ah but now my heart does little pitter patters as the hot blonde arrives on the scene, I can’t wait to read your insightful words…