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Alice was frantic. Seeing Bette break down at her launch party moments before sent her into a frenzied panic, for Bette to cry in public, to sink down to the nearest chair like all the fight had been drained from her… well.
The fuck just happened.
Alice had never seen anything like that before, not from Bette anyway, never from Bette. She was able to find them somewhere quiet to talk, to hear from Bette how she thought she ruined Tina’s relationship with Carrie, how Tina must hate her now. After getting Bette into her car and watching the taillights fade in the distance, Alice went in search of Shane. She had a few questions. A few really important questions. And Shane was going to answer each one.
Alice was pissed.
The lights were off at Dana’s, the door locked. By all appearance no one was there. But Alice had a key, she had a key to everyone’s house and the bar was no exception. Entering through the back door, she found her friend alone at the bar, the lights low with empty bottles of beer still sitting untouched on the tables. A bottle of whiskey sat opened in front of Shane and she was sipping from a tumbler, unsurprised to see Alice appear.
“Shane. Shane! What the fuck? Why would you not tell Tina that Carrie was having cold feet, that she drank too much the other night? And the things she said to Bette! Shane!? They are your friends…”
“What the fuck, Al? Not now, please. Tess left me tonight. I told Bette at the store when we were buying presents. Bette has moved on…I did all I could…”
“The fuck she has, Shane. Do you even know her anymore? She is lost without Tina. Lost. And you kept this from her, from Tina. Why would you do that? Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” Shane was desolate over losing Tess, the last in a long string of lost relationships. Pulling the story from Shane was about as easy as saving those lobsters and a lot less fun but pull it she did.
An hour later, Alice left with answers to all the questions she had arrived with. Answers that made her gut clench. Information that Tina needed, Bette too. Time was running out; Alice was scheduled to get on a plane with Tom tomorrow. She had to reach Tina, and soon.