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Fallen – Chapter 3: Take My Hand (Revised May, 2004)
“Thank you for saying it.” Tina’s words pulled her back to the balcony.
“I’m so sorry I hurt you.” Bette squeezed Tina’s hand tighter.
“I know you are…”
“Please, Tina, tell me this isn’t over.” Bette sniffed and wiped a tear from under her eye with the back of her hand.
“Bette… *this* isn’t over… but our old relationship is. Seven years together is a lot Bette. It is something I can’t just let go of that easily. But I can’t be with you like we were. Things have to be different.”
“I know… I am going to go to therapy and I promise I will listen to what she says.”
“It isn’t just that…” Tina paused for a moment. “I am going to go back to work… full time. I think part of how you say you felt different about me had to do with the fact that I felt different about myself.”
“What about having a baby?” Bette asked.
“Bette, that isn’t even an option right now, but if we get to that point again, we will discuss it. Lots of kids live in homes where both parents work. We could do it.”
“Okay… will you come home?” Bette prayed that Tina said yes.
“Not yet… I can’t yet. When is your first appointment with the therapist?”
“Monday afternoon, at two-thirty,” Bette said.
“Okay, I will call you Monday.”
“God… Tina, please, don’t make me wait two more days to hear from you.”
“Bette, I need to do this on my time. This isn’t just about you.”
“I know… I just… I miss you so much.”
Their lunches had been completely forgotten. Tina let go of Bette hand, and started picking up both of the plates, gathering their mess.
“I miss you too, Bette.” She said as she headed back into the apartment towards the kitchen.
Bette followed her, carrying their water glasses.
After the dishes were cleaned off and put in the sink, Tina walked Bette to Alice’s front door.
Bette reached out and took Tina’s hand and kissed it. “I love you, Tina.”
“I love you too, Bette.” Bette leaned over and gave Tina a small kiss on the cheek–it stirred butterflies in her stomach. “I’ll talk to you on Monday?”
“Monday.”
“Okay…”
With that Bette turned and left Alice’s apartment.
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im loving these stories excellent work cant wait for the next chapter
This story is good and very excited, post soon. Thank you!
I hate they have cheating in their history, damn you Ilene