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Broken Girls with Strange Frames (Ch. 28)
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“You’re early,” she said, scratching her head. “What’s up? Oh, happy birthday.”
I was momentarily stunned into speechlessness over how cute she is when she’s just woken up. “Thanks,” I managed, but Bette had already turned her gaze to just beyond me where Kit was standing.
Despite the warm, sunny day that was the anniversary of my birth, the temperature seemed to drop a few thousand degrees. Bette folded her arms. “What is this?”
“Uh, this is Kit,” I said weakly. I held out one of the coffees I was holding. “Here.”
Bette took the coffee absently, but she was giving Kit one of her death looks. You know, the one where she looks like she’s plotting murder? Yeah. Kit was on the receiving end of that.
“What are you doing here?” Bette wanted to know.
Kit glanced at me. I glanced at Bette. It appeared she was not going to invite us inside. I looked back at Kit helplessly.
“Well,” Kit said slowly, “I’m here to… apologize-”
“You’re here to apologize?” Bette repeated, scoffing. She shook her head, looking quite amused, although I’d venture to guess it wasn’t a positive thing. “I’ll bite: what are you apologizing for?”
I felt like the most awkward person in the world as I found myself smack dab in the middle of yet another tense moment between Bette and Kit. Bette raised her eyebrows expectantly. I couldn’t help but feel bad for Kit, who looked just as contrite as ever and wasn’t even rising to Bette’s bait.
“For… for coming here all drunk and ranting at you, for putting you on the spot with Dad…”
“That’s a good start,” Bette said coolly once Kit had trailed off. “What else?”
Ouch. I cringed when I saw the hurt expression on Kit’s face. “Bette,” I said quietly, but Kit cut me off.
“You know, Bette…” She shook her head. “I am putting a lot of myself on the line here.”
“Good for you.”
“Bette!” I cried. What was she, a ***** child?
“I just came to apologize,” Kit went on. “I’m checking myself into a rehab clinic and I wanted to clear the air first. There’s a lot I could be angry with you about, you know, but I’m not.”
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Thanks for inserting the Kit angle concurrent to the ongoing Tina trauma. It makes us realize that love (and life) does not exist in a vacuuum.
Hooray for Kyle and Spencer! Someone is happy in the midst of La Chanson D’Alice!
Thanks!
Whoa…intense. The beauty of your story is that it’s never dull. You skillfully interject the various stoylines at just the right time.
Loved that Alice didn’t ‘freak out’ at Kyle’s news about he and Spencer.
I’ll be sorry to see this story end.
That was pretty cold of Bette, it take a lot of guts to admit you are wrong,but Kit did Then Bette had the nerve to jump on Alice and slam the door in her face, Does she not want friends Thanks
“Bette had shown up at Tina’s office wearing the tight jeans and sunglasses… .. Nothing was working.”
Wow! Is Tina human? Who could resist the jeans and sunglasses?
Loved the scene with Kit and Bette with Alice’s point of view. She’s an only child alright – never been in the middle of sister wars. LOL.
Tremendous as always.
God! That was cold. Coldest happy birthday EVER, with the door slamming on your face. Oh, Alice. REALLY move on with your life. Why don’t you go look for a goofy tennis player named Dana?