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    I Fall Behind pt.12

        Reeling from the internal harangue, Bette felt hot
    tears trying to force their way through her tightly shut lids. She
    summoned Tina’s face.

        Tina! She cried silently. Don’t let them be right.
    Will I be too much for you? Will you give up on me when you find out
    that I’m not healthy, not able to be happy and just… not… normal?!
    Jesus Christ! Bette wiped tears from her cheeks angrily. Stop it, Bette
    ordered herself. Break down at home, be strong at work. This can’t
    happen. It’s not right. With deep calming breaths, Bette chased the
    tears back. She went to the washroom to splash her face with cool
    water, trying to complete the process of detaching from her emotions.

        Alright Bette you *****-up, get through the day, go
    home, break down. Then Tina, Bette was caught by surprise by a sudden
    sob that erupted when she thought of Tina’s name. Tina will come and I
    will see her. We will go out and I’ll just try to enjoy myself. Worry
    about everything else after. Give me just tonight, Bette begged the
    ugly voice, just one night for me to be with her, please.

        When she stepped back into her office, Helena was
    sitting on the edge of her table, flipping through a folder of
    reproductions.

        “He-, Helena! Good morning,” Bette was caught off
    guard and drew in a breath, which came out as a sniffle. Helena noticed
    and hastily stood up. She approached Bette solicitously.

        “Bette?” Helena’s voice was full of concern. “Were you crying? What happened? Are you alright?”

        Bette gave a small smile but it came out looking forced, which further inflamed Helena’s concern.

        “What is it? Did something happen?” Helena reached out and put a warm hand on Bette’s forearm.

        “No no. Nothing happened, Ms. Peabody,” Bette spoke softly to take the sting out of the dismissal.

        Helena knew reproach when she saw it, and withdrew
    accordingly. However, her injured pride couldn’t let her just leave.
    From a friend, she had found out that Bette was seen at The Planet that
    morning with Tina Kennard. When she was informed, Helena had felt
    insulted. Bette would go out with a prostitute and not with a respected
    gallery owner and art patron? She’d come into Bette’s office to try to
    find out Bette’s side of the story, only to see her with red-rimmed
    eyes. She easily came to her own conclusions.

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    Comments

    1. just when things looked like they were going to get better… enter the bitch… and bring bette down… love this… now make bette think… tina liked/loved her years ago… when she first saw hew… have her just think if that… plaeas continue

    2. do we need hellno f*** everything up when bette is already so insecure? i hope tina can still change bette mind and make her believe in love…didn’t giggle today but love the story immensely

    3. god, what a night. 2 mimosas too quickly and oh my head. i was off and on. hows the weekend gf. im still pouting?????k 7. WTH. i was feeling it. i will hate hellno no matter who writes her. please fergz get her away from me. please post soon, k? thanks.

    4. Leave it to Helena..that bitch! It was sort of a sad chapter to see Bette like that but she will overcome it all. Thanks! albeez..sweetie..did you do too much last night? ;) where are you?

    5. Your writing is absolutely wonderful!! “She walked on stilts out the CAC and got into her car.” I could totally see that…what a fantastic description!! With your words, I am right there in the room, on Bette’s shoulder, hearing every word, feeling every vibration of emotion rolling through her body. Thank you!

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