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    Feeling Bound – Tina Kennard

    All I could withstand, but we’d never speak to each other again.

    I push open the door to the cafe and the barista, with rings in her nose and a spike in her tongue – a being so foreign my family would turn heel, run and never order – pours me an iced mocha with a shot of espresso.  Am I hiding out in the land of ’anything goes,’  because for me, it’s more comfortable?

    To her credit, Bette has never asked much about them.  Suspecting I guess, they’d be just as awful to her as her father had been to me, and when, she’d finally accepted the fact – that he really was dying – she’d made certain he was going to do it right in front of her.

    Taking his last breaths, he’d said his final words, surprisingly to me, ”Take care of my baby, Tina.  Take care of her.”  And then he was gone.

    Leaving me to wonder how strange it was, living in the gayest part of West Hollywood, that we had these kinds of skeletons in our closet.

    I take my phone out, daring myself to call North Carolina, but instead I pay for my coffee and slip my phone back into my purse and lean against a lamp post to people watch.

    I know I didn’t come to California to hide who I was, did she?

    Arriving here I was a twenty-something blond, who blended in with the millions of others my same age with similar looks.  I had an interest in the environment, as seen by my resume of working for NGOs.  I was single. I paid my taxes on time and I’d never been arrested.  Period.

    I was comfortable living behind my mask of vanilla.

    Bette, on the other hand, while I was pregnant with our first baby, had been pushed a mile too far down the road by the bigot-in-chief, Faye what’s her name.  It had unspooled itself – their final showdown – in a very public manner, with what felt like loaded pistols pointed at each other’s brains.

    Bette’s final punch and the humiliation Faye had shot back, all captured by the glaring lights of television.  Afterwards, she never was the same.  It must feel very differently when the enemy’s blade is right against your throat, but Bette hadn’t choked.

    Comments

    1. Oh Blackbird, it is not the first time i a read it, but it seems better than the first time! Better is not the right word, it is amazing!

      I truly enjoy the inner thoughts from Tina and Bette, they are funny, sexy but most important they tell and explain their feelings, reasons why they have handled or have done things or spoke in the past or more recent.

      It’s fantastic how you let them tell about their past and memories.

      I’m already ready for your next chapter !

      Thanks again for reposting this fantastic story!

    2. Bibi, There are maybe 120 words that are similar to the story from 2014, making this one very different. After I enjoyed polishing “Remembering Me” (after your hints) I’m finding great themes in that series when all the stories had them “them behind the scenes” and my imagination of what might have happened,

      It’s a funny thing writers say to each other about something they’ve written – that one day they may go back to it and find pieces of gold to use for something else.

      That happened here and my storytelling has improved over time.

      Delighted you enjoyed the tale! Always appreciate your comments and that you enjoy my stories.

      Blackbird

      • I am delighted you found the pieces of gold to use it for something else, this new and improved version.

        Only like 120 words that are similar ???? wow, i already thought that this was not the original story, but you wrote it a few years ago and i can’t remember the story word for word.

        I will reread it somewhere in the future.

        I am looking forward to the moment Tina get her wish to have a ring on her finger.

    3. Hey Bb

      Very nice and hot chapter, I have read this story on your website, but I think here is a little different, improved, I would say; I like very much your narrative from Tina’s point of view, how she describe herself emerging from a conservative and traditional family toward a free environment where she can openly behave the way she is and feels, and then her story with Bette. Thanks so much for the chapter I’ll wait for the update.

      P

      • Thanks Proteonomics, As I said to Bibi, I’m changing the storylines in this series that I wrote in 2014. I’m planning on eliminating many tiresome things the writers did in the show, like Henry and Jodie, as examples. We won’t see them.

        Here in this rewrite, our lovers are together and Tina, as you’ve just read, has decided she wants a ring on her finger, and soon.

        Bye for now,
        Blackbird

      • Nice of you to come down from the ethers and drop me a line! Nice to see you. I’m delighted you’re enjoying the progress. Presently, I’m staring at the ceiling trying to help Tina figure out how to test the marriage waters with Bette or perhaps tricking her into flying the Boston. I’m leaning toward tricking her.

        Let’s see what happens…

        Blackbird

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