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    Divergence 2

     

    Angelica eagerly jumped off her mother’s lap and grabbed Kit’s hand, leading her to the door.

     

    “Bette? How’s Tina?”

     

    Once the outside doors closed, Bette totally broke down.

     

    “Bette? Bette. You’re freaking me out a little.” Alice sat next to her friend and put a hand on the woman’s shaking shoulder. “T. She’s going to be okay, right?”

     

    Unable to speak, Bette merely shook her head ‘no.’

     

    “So she’s…she’s what? She’s in the hospital? In a coma?” The blonde woman kept talking, trying to make sense of what her friend could possibly mean. “You’re really scaring me, Bette.”

     

    “I’ve lost her.” The words were quiet, but clear. “Forever.”

     

    “Shit.” Alice’s tears were now starting. “No. Fuck. No! That’s not – Oh God! – Fuck!”

     

    “What am I going to tell Angie? I don’t know. What am I going to do?” The last time Bette felt so lost was when she and Tina had originally broken up. But that was so much different. At that point, there would be another chance, another attempt. Now. Now was final.

     

    “Who else? Shit.”

     

    “Just Kit, and you.”

     

    “Shit.” Alice got up and started pacing around the room. Finally she went down the hallway and returned, carrying a box of tissues. “We’re going to need a hell of a lot more of these,” she said, dabbing at her eyes.

     

    The box just brought a fresh round of tears to Bette’s eyes. Tina’s brand. There were some things that she was very specific about, and her favorite brand of tissues was one of them. Bette had bought them to make sure that Tina would feel comfortable whenever she was over.

     

    The pair sat in silence for a number of minutes before Bette worked up the energy and composure to speak. “Can you make some calls for me?”

     

    “Sure. Yeah. Who?”

     

    “I should probably invite Shane over. Jenny, too, I guess. Maybe Sam. Helena definitely.”

     

    “Anyone else?”

     

    “Tasha, if you want.”

     

    To this, Alice nodded. She and her girlfriend hadn’t been getting along so well lately. She wasn’t so sure she did want. Then again, Tasha had always liked Tina. She probably should be invited. “Ok. Max?”

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    Comments

    1. Everything you write is always so well done, even when the subject might be hard to bear. I always appreciate your posts. thanks for taking the time to write, and share it. take care.

    2. Pseud, it takes time to heal, emotions can be all over the place, anger, love, why did it have to be them, we do get there in the end, the good memories is what I focused on, they get you through the bad days. I wish you all the best, take care.

    3. First of all, thank you for your post. Secondly, I am sorry to hear that you are going thru some rough time. Reading fanfiction has been a way for me to escape and cope with my own turbulent life. I hope that writing will give you peace and resolution in the same way when as your reading due with your stories. Sometimes, a moment or two gives us enough strength to go on and face another day. Take care.

    4. Indeed, what is writing, but an outlet for what we think and feel? Write this as you wish. I admit, the first chapter was a shock, but your storytelling is too good to pass up. Looking forward to your next post, whatever it may be.

    5. I’m glad you continued with this story. Fan fiction isn’t just an escape, it is a way for the writer to explore life how she or he chooses. Life is complicated and often not fair, loss is a part of life, and how we deal with the grief and move on becomes an important part of who were are. I hope you continue, but understand if you don’t. Your writing is always worth reading.

    6. You know how we love our B & T..Just a shock when anyone kills one of them. Your stories are always wonderful to read and even though this one made me sad I will keep coming back to read.

    7. Hope things are improving in your part of the world and that the readers here haven’t been too rough. Some just can’t handle any version of ‘their’ characters in anything but a story book tale. But some of us just want to see whatever you’ve got.

    8. I first read the story b/c of you being the author. It was sad but sometimes such is life. If it brings you solace in your time of need, so be it. This event is something universal and I hope that writing brings you comfort. I will always read your stories if you continue to write.

    9. Pseud, you know I love your writing and your stories. I will always read something with your name on it because it is always creative and well written. I’m sure you understand that B&T lovers find it hard when an author kills a character that is so loved and treasured as these two are. However, if you found it cathartic for you to write this, then I’m glad.

    10. What is writing but an outlet for conveying our innermost thoughts and feelings? If writing for you is the way to get over your grief, then do it. No one is going to be mad at you for doing this in a way to let your emotions out. Death is a very tough subject that all of us would rather not discuss, but it is a part of life. I applaud you for the efforts you have put forth in your stories. You’re a genuine writer and you should continue even when some disagree with you. Thank you for your stories!

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