I work up the courage to knock on the door. Timidly I say Tina, do you need anything, can I get you anything ? There is no response, nothing, all I hear is her crying her heart out and I am standing meters away knowing I am the source of that pain.

Its dinner time and nothing has changed, not a word, the door mocks me by staying closed. I think she has fallen asleep because I havent heard any sounds. I have been sitting on the other side of that door for hours, clinging to the non existent hope. Finally I decide enough. I am going up the street to call Kit. It is dark and wet. I do not care. I walk up to the phone box and call Kit. I tell Kit all that has happened, she listens patiently until I get to the bit where I tell her I told Tina I slept with Candace once.
Kit : How stupid are you Bette, I mean truly baby sis. She SAW you with her, she knows it is more than once. You blew it Bette, you were given a second chance and apparently you have learnt nothing. You should have gotten down on your knees and begged that woman for forgiveness and tell her you love her undyingly. All you will be left with Bette is your pride. Enjoy it sis. Kit hangs up on me. Kits spray catches me by surprise, I was expecting some sympathy.
I walk home and for a few seconds stand in the rain before I go inside. I go inside and see Tee in the kitchen, she is cooking dinner. How bizarre I think.
Tina : Eat. She puts my food down, I push it around. I am not hungry.
I sit, we eat in silence. Tee, thankyou for the dinner I say, somewhat stupidly, as though it is important under the circumstances.
Tina : Bette, I am taking a bath, then I am going to bed. I leave at 9am tomorrow morning. I called a car with my cell while you were doing whatever you were doing.
Bette : I say nothing but pled with my eyes. She simply gets up and put her plate in the sink and heads for the bathroom. I have no affect on her. I am alone with my thoughts again. It seems destined to be my life. Wait, I have until tomorrow morning to convince her to stay. I am not sure how but I will try. I know if she walks out that door, we are finished.
I sit on the couch, fretting while she is in the bath, she seems to stay in there a long time. I have decided there is one thing to do and one thing only. I want her in my life or I do not. I will do whatever I have to. I am so stupid, I should have listened to her, what she said. The door opens and she comes out fully clothed, she has been crying, looks like ***** but I am sure I do too. It is the closest thing to ***** I know. She has to walk past me to get to her room. I refuse to move as she approaches. The shack is really just a rectangle with a bedroom at one end and the bathroom and the other. The lounge, dine and kitchen are all in the main area. She gets close, as she does, I reach out and grab her hand, she pulls away but I hang on tight, not aggressively, but tight. Dont she says. I ignore her as I get on my knees and do what Kit suggested. I have less than 12 hours to put this right. I have nothing left to lose. Not even any pride. The words out of my mouth are my last chance. Even if I have blown it already, I want her to know how I really feel.
I am on my knees, as I begin the hardest sell of my life, there is no hope. I dont care. Tears stream down my face but this time unabashedly.
Bette : Tina.