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“I don’t feel anything for her, not anymore.”
“In that case I should feel even worse. It would mean you’ve fallen in love with someone else while you were with me. It would mean that you’ve fallen in love with someone and yet choose to be with me, which can only mean this other woman is as impossible as ms K is. It would mean I’m doing something terribly wrong, for you not to love me like you do them.”
“I’m not in love with someone else, Emily. I only have eyes for you.”
“And your heart?”
Bette was silent. After a while, she said: “I prefer not to answer that question.”
“See, now you go all stiff on me again. I need this to stop. I need you to be honest about your bloody feelings. Don’t think that knowing I am not your number one, knowing that I am your consolation prize, makes me love you less. I know you’re not completely indifferent to me either, or you wouldn’t make love to me. I know you and ms Kennard will never be a couple because of so many reasons and I know that at least I can offer you affection. I know all that. But please, Bette, don’t lie to me.”
Bette looked away. “What do you want me to say?”
“The truth.”
“I can’t. I can’t because I don’t even know what the fucking truth is! The truth about what? You just said it all yourself. Do you want me to repeat all of it? Do you want to hear the words come out of my mouth? Why? So you can feel even worse? You’re not one to pity yourself, Emily. Stop this.”
“I wish I could. I wish I could make you see that yes, ms Kennard cares about you because you’re her student and a good one, but that it doesn’t go further than that. And even if it did, she still would never admit it because she has ethic boundaries.”
“I fucking well know that! Don’t treat me like a twelve-year-old with a teacher’s crush! I know it’s impossible, I know there’s a line between us we’ll never be able to cross, even if she had a brain tumor and would love me.”
“It is perfectly possible for her to fall in love with you, if you meet in five year’s time.”
“Brain tumor.”
“What does that say about me? That I am some crazy lunatic for wanting you for all you are?”
“No – it’s different.”
“Why? Because ms Kennard is prettier and thus more likely not to want you?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Look – I know this isn’t a walk in the park for you. I know it’s hard, I know it hurts. But you seem to forget it’s no jolly good fun for me either. How would you feel if you were terribly in love with me, were together with me, but knew that I had the total and complete hots for, say, ms Peabody? If you knew that the second she snapped her fingers I would leave you for her?”
“It’s not like that.”
Emily bit back her tears, tears of misery and sadness and just going crazy because Bette was so damn stubborn. She could only do one thing.
She brought her lips to Bette’s, found them, let them merge. They shared a soft kiss, a heartfelt one, a desperate one. A kiss that soon led to more cravings, a kiss that soon made them lose themselves in the throes of passion.
It was the most emotional sex they had ever shared, tears were everywhere. Tears as well as love and care.
They didn’t hear the front door open. They didn’t hear the voice calling out Bette’s name. They didn’t hear the heavy foot steps on the stairs, the opening of the bedroom door. They didn’t see a stunned man’s face, a man about to burst out in rage.
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ooooh this is good! when i see you post i always hope that there’s at least some interaction between bette and tina and it’s very rare though i’m sure you’ll get there eventually…meanwhile looks like pa porters gonna lay a load more hassle in poor bettes life – can she ever catch a break??…please let something good happen, and soon! pps