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Fallacy (Part 2)
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“Maybe. Here.” And she handed the baby off. “You give her attention, I’m getting ready for bed.”
They paced around the nursery, Bette and Angelica, and Bette supposed they both felt anxious and uncertain of each other. There was a distinct feeling, Bette decided, a mutual agreement between the two of them that they were both in this for Tina and everyone else was an accessory. It sounded horrible, but it just felt true sometimes. That they loved each other, of course they did, but they wouldn’t be able to if it weren’t for Tina.
It was the soft fuzz of hair beneath Bette’s fingertips, Angelica’s dark eyes and pursed lips; they kept her from thinking too much. Most of the day was spent trying not to think too much, but it was hard because she didn’t have a job. All she had was Tina and Tina was all she wanted to think about.
She smiled down at the baby as they paced. “We get along, you and I,” Bette said. The baby fussed. “Don’t we?”
Taking care of a baby, Bette was discovering, was really just like any other social situation. It was just like dealing with friends and family; you had to know their idiosyncrasies, you had to know how to manipulate them just a little bit. Little things. If Daddy had had a certain tone to his voice, then it wasn’t the time to tell him that her GPA had slipped to a 3.8. If Angelica’s fussing quieted down to a certain point, rubbing her back made her even quieter. Things like that.
Tina had things like that, but Tina was different. She took compliments like she was doubtful of their validity. She could silent treatment a person to death, but just because she was administering the silence treatment didn’t mean she couldn’t yell if the moment struck her, which Bette knew all too well.
Tina was Tina. She just was. She didn’t try to quell her emotions, but she was selective about sharing them. She hated hurting people, but she probably had the most skill in it. That was something, Bette thought.
Bette put the baby down in her crib.
The living room was dark; they hadn’t put any lights on. The light came from the streetlamps outside, climbing in through the window and scattering itself across the chessboard where the black pieces outnumbered the white. Bette had captured three of Tina’s pawns, both knights, and a bishop. Tina had only managed to capture Bette’s pawn and both rooks, and Bette had lined them up meticulously at the side of the board; Tina’s captured pieces were tossed aside haphazardly, fallen over like they had fainted.
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Great story…I’m really enjoying it. You can really feel Bette’s pain…looking forward to the next chapter…
Bette need to talk to Tina and Tina must listen to her communication is the key..great chapter Rach cant wait for more
wow…no other words…wow!
Damn this is sad Bette need to talk to Tina and tell her how she feel, this so much pain for Bette and fear that Tina will leave her. Post soon please, thanks!
This is a great story though at times I find it makes me quite sad and depressed. Bette so needs to get over the fear of losing Tina, and learn to talk to her. I’m not sure what Tina can do to reassure her she’s not going anywhere, but knowing Tina she’ll listen if Bette will just talk.
I’ve been having a look at authors I haven’t had a chance to read before, and happened on your stories. Both this and “Broken Girls with Strange Frames” were really just… outstanding. I’m not sure if you’re still around, but I’d love to see you posting again.
This is so brilliant, it’s so wonderfully done; so very very sad and you can actually physically feel Bette’s pain. God, you’re good! Just found this and had to comment.
this story is just so deep and raw. I often wonder when things seem to be going good for myself what is gonna happen next. This is awesome writing looking forward to the next chapter
That’ll be me, over there on the cliff’s edge.
Last one off is a rotten egg!
I am scared to death where your talent, in the service of this story, will take me. Yet, awestruck, I cannot look away.
Thank you.
How different is your writing style in this story compared with the other story written from Alice’s POV! Yet how brilliant have you captured the characters’ voices at different stages in their lives! You have thought and written “beyond the square” again! No cliches from you though.
Looking forwards to being further mesmorized by your writing.
been absorbing your story: indeed intense, sometimes raw. as a reader you can feel the pain, i guess because some of us been there. thanks for a good writing.
this is really sad ok like no other story can make me this sad it amazing your wonderful but i really do hope things work out bette needs to learn to talk lol and i mean shes so afraid of loosing tina its heart breaking!! heart breaking man !! lol well anyways thank you for the amazing chapter and please post soon thanx byeness<33897325892
Great chapter. I like this insight.
Apt descriptions of how our desires can take us somewhere without our emotions necessarily joining the fray. Wicked good writing. Bloody brilliant really.
Very well-written.
i was wondering when you’ll ever come back. you show us the characters in such a truthful, if painful, light.
dear rachel_raj, please come back!