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Fallacy (Part 1)
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She was a wrong kind of parent, she knew. She couldn’t say it to Tina because it didn’t make enough sense to put into words. She just knew that sometimes she’d look at Angelica and she’d wish the kid would grow up already and sometimes she wished that she wouldn’t grow up at all. It wasn’t discontent with the way things were-she couldn’t be happier, really. It was just-
Creating conflict, she thought. Because that’s what you do. When there isn’t any, you just look for it. And if you can’t find any, you create it. One day, you’ll create enough so that Tina leaves you, for good this time. That’s probably exactly what you want, isn’t it?
It wasn’t.
No, she wanted an uncomplicated life, she did. It wouldn’t be handed to her, though, and that was where the failures came in. That was where she worked herself to death so that she would never have to say “We don’t have enough money” to Tina; it was where she closed herself off from emotion so that she didn’t have to think about Tina being hurt; it was where she made mistakes and didn’t own up to them because that would be the worst possible thing.
But she was changed now, of course. Not working at all contributed a lot to that. Mostly it was Tina, though, because she’d think about getting mad and then she’d remember that she had Tina. Or she’d complain to herself that she was restless, that she hated being idle, but then she’d remember that she had Tina. She hadn’t done that the first time around; that had been stupid. There was nothing to be angry about or to complain about when she had Tina. Or there was, really, but it didn’t seem so interesting.
She touched the cool wood of the crib and Angelica stirred.
Didn’t make the fear go away, though. You couldn’t just wake up one day and be a good person; it didn’t work that way.
She moved back to the bedroom as quickly as she could and was dismayed to find Tina awake. She slipped back into bed, saying, “You were supposed to go back to sleep.”
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Heavy stuff… I’m glad to see you have come to write again, I thought “broken girls whith strange frames” was so excellent. I know, given your obvious insight into tlw characters thus far and the connection that you mentioned at one point in your own commentary, that Bette and Tina are special to you. This deconstruction of a, shall we say “troubled” Bette brings with it some sadness, I hope that B&T can connect/reconnect and entwine in every sense that we who love them yearn for.
wow- very interesting. a perspective that i don’t think that i’ve seen before. your talent is unmistakable though. thanks for this!
Hmmm I’m intrigued. Please continue.
Interestingly angsty Bette paired with a calm and content Tina… oooh, what will happen next?
I am really into this story, and I hope that you continue…
OOh! *rubbing hands together* THis is really good!!! I’m so excited about you writing another story! Can’t wait for more…and more! Thanks!
You’ve got my attention, I wanna know where this is going. I hope you choose to continue.
this is so great – very interesting perspective – love it
bitter sweet story. (I like it)I hope your post soon.
omg this story is the saddest thing ever” i love you and you love sleeping with me” aggggh wtf is that tinnna noo shes not a nypho she looovees bette to!!! please let them be happy and love each other or let bette get over herslef lol bettes my fav and i love her but i mean plleeeeeaaaase lol even though i know how she feels sad face lol anyways loooooovvvvve the story please post soon thanx byeness<33358973689
jeeze I cant stand how every new story is so horrible now….not the writing (thats great) just the plots of a distraught bnt
Good start and this is going to be awesome. Ok post soon, thanks!
Jeez, Bette, Bette, Bette. Sometimes I have to remind myself that B&T aren’t coconut shells that I can bang together and everything make like silly cymbals or end up having coconut milk or something. Even in fiction, love is hard. Yeah, well, if it’s easy, it won’t be love at all (yeah, yeah, heard that before. Litanylecturemantra).
So happy to have you back, Rachel. So glad to be reading your post again. Missed you so FUCKING MUCH. Please update your fic soon.
Cheers!
Rachel, let me comment first before reading… you are the TRUE COMEBACK kid. I was wondering if you’d ever post again. I’m so fucking glad you hit the keyboards and slammed down the RETURN key. So mighty glad to have you back.
PLEASE keep coming back. Missed you more than I could ever say (or type).
Cheers!
Wow. On one hand I’m so happy there back together, but at the same time I’m so worried that if she’s not careful it will be Bette who gets lost this time, trying to be all that she thinks Tina wants her to be. Bette fucked up, but Tina has always loved her for being Bette, not for how much money she had, or what she did for a living. Bette needs to let Tina know her fears and concerns, you can’t pretend things are alright when there not.
“We’re together because I was weak. I was weak and I wanted a hug and you wanted to sleep with me and that’s why we’re together—because I love you and you love sleeping with me.”
Were you referencing the brief encounter in ep. 9?
I know the experience of papering over a large crack in a relationship with habitual responses.
The cadence of Bette’s thoughts and responses – lapsing into almost clinical introspection – is so different from her behavior in other fics that this chapter bears re-reading several times to fully grasp what is being revealed. The layers of meaning are many. This is post-partum Bette. I think she is depressed. Seriously.
And I think this is a very fine story.
Thanks.
Great story but how very sad it is. One thing is for sure Bette can’t go on for long like this. Looking forward to much much more.