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Every Glance Speaks – Chapter 5
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It’s a blissfully muted moment; our eyes are connected by an impenetrable bond and we’ve both ceased the drying motions, our bodies suspended by the mystifying elation that comes from being together. I have time to study her face, time to take more to add to this mental snapshot; her smell, the way the air tastes slightly of her perfume when you breathe in. Her mouth, tweaking itself up at the very edges, indicating her slightly nervy smile. And her eyes, I get to scrutinise the countless layers hidden within them. The way they seem to sparkle on the surface, the way they’re actually glistening with unshed tears, the evident sadness hidden deep beneath shields.
The tacit seconds are shattered sorely by the sliding door and I feel something burn in my throat as the freshly formed correlation is fractured. It’s my turn to disguise tears as I turn away and resume wiping myself down. I hear the arrogant son of a bitch behind me, berating Tina for her public mistake and I can hear Tina’s feeble defence.
I spin round just as he leans towards her in an unmistakeably intimidating fashion. I find myself stepping between the woman I’ve barely met and her fiancé. Something makes me suspect he’s the reason behind her quiet fears and her unnecessary abashment and the burning in my throat intensifies, making it feel like I’m harbouring an inner forest fire.
“She was just fetching me my drink.” I say, fighting hard to keep the sudden hate from my voice.
Why do I care so much? I don’t even know the girl. What rights do I have to want to defend her so fiercely?
“Stay out of this, Porter. This has absolutely nothing to do with you.”
The asshole has a point.
“I sincerely beg to differ. It has everything to do with me when you’re threatening women within the confines of my office!”
I sense his anger rising as quickly as my own and I reach for Tina behind me, never turning away but gently easing her backwards, away from the raging man. I don’t want to make things worse for her, after all, she has to go home with the guy.
Not if I have anything to do with it, she doesn’t.
Apparently he’s reading my thoughts, because not a moment after I’ve finished thinking that statement, he’s looking towards Tina.
“We’re leaving,” He directs over my shoulder. “Get cleaned up and make it fast.”
He’s leaving the room and I feel Tina fall away from my back. I turn in time to see her collapse in despair on the leather couch. There’s something in my chest that’s making it difficult to breathe again, and watching her weep induces a jagged ache in my gut. I’m sitting beside her and I can feel her warm body heaving with uncontrollable sobs.
I place my arms around her and unthinkingly pull her towards me. She flinches slightly at the contact but complies and resumes her current state of desolation in the crook of my neck. The water from her eyes is dampening the collar of suit but I find myself holding her closer.
The apologies tumble from her mouth again, and my heart breaks at every word.
“Tina, please.” I’m finding it increasingly tough not to crumple. “Tina. Nobody has the right to make you feel inferior, you know?” I find myself rocking gently, as though comforting a child. Seeing someone that radiates such inner loveliness feeling so disparaged is too much. I’m aware of my overpowering desire to kiss her, but I know it’s wrong.
For now.
Right now all I need to do is keep Tina away from that monster long enough to salvage what little is left of her self-esteem.
I close my eyes and squeeze my arms for a second to assure her I’m still there. Resting my head on hers, I think of how to best aid Tina’s present needs.
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you are an amazing writer…i hope you continue soon!
Great chapter, I can hardly believe you are only 15 you write beautifully.I am so glad Bette stood up to that jerk he is so not used to women standing up to him. Now all she has to do is keep Tina away from him long enough so she will not be abused again. PPS
This is a great story and extremely well written. More please!
Hooray for Bette!!!! Now Tina needs to look up and see her destiny in Bette eyes and lips. Great job!!!!!! PPS!
Can I join your club? I have 15 years old too! xD It`s up to you if you´re mean enough to torture me! You can do that but not for that long! xD Great chapter and I hope that Bette kick`s Eric´s ass! Please post more soon! :D
Beautifully written and even more remarkable at 15. Sad to think someone can be treated so cruelly and think that they deserve it.
The dropped glass was the perfect way to move the Tibette action forward. I am confident that Bette will bring Tina back to life and dispense some Eric-directed payback at the same time.
ok he is a jackass!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! bette should kick his ass and take tina home with her
Great writing for someone as young as 15. I bow to you! Can’t wait for more.
Hey, you’re doing great! You write well, keep it coming…poor Tina, how dare he?
For one so young you have a remarkable ability and talent to weave the words. This story is very well written and your undertanding of the subject matter is quite remarkable. Brava!! PPS
Amazing. The connection is already extremely strong between Bette and Tina. I wonder when Bette will realize that it is Tina that is in that snap shot. Tina seems to bring out the softness and protective side of Bette.
Ur only 15? You’re amazing! I wish I could write like this when I was 15. Wow! PPS
Uhm, I think you have a gift in writing. Great story, PPS
WOW, Only 15 and u write so beautifully, incredible. PPS
Yeah, I’m thinking Bette might have made things way worse for Tina…
that was awesome!
Damm Baby Girl, you are a very deep a young lady to have that protective instint kick in. I think you sound like a very wise old woman with lots of heart. Please keep going with your story and sOOOOOOOOOOOn if I may ask.Md
Uh, WOW! Your writing is so beautiful, and I can’t believe you’re only 15! You seem very wise beyond your years–maybe we should start calling you Yoda!