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I Will Not Let You Fall

Shane sharply turned her head away from the sight, facing the stage again. She cleared her head from the memory just as Bette was finishing a song.
Only your name on my lips inspires me when I’m going In my dreams so clear…
The audience instantly began applauding and cheering loudly. Bette slided off from the stool, thanking everybody and embracing Kit. Putting her guitar back in the case, the brunette stepped from the stage and was almost knocked down by Tina’s bear hug. Bette laughed good heartedly, feeling Tina’s legs wrapping around her waist. She threw her arms around Tina in return, squeezing her tight.
”Bette, I love you so much…”
”I love you more, baby”
”Nobody can love more than I love you”
Bette placed Tina back on the floor, seeing her blubbered face. ”Awww, sweetie, why were you crying?” She asked, wiping the traces of tears, which were soiled with mascara.
”I just was listening to that perfect song and…and I couldn’t resist…” Tina chocked out the words, beginning to cry again.
Bette giggled. ”Tee, stop, you’re ruining your makeup!” She teased, fussing around Tina.
The blonde swatted her on the arm. ”That’s not funny! It’s all your fault!” Tina said, crying, laughing, all at the same time.
Bette kissed her emotional girlfriend. ”C’mon, we’re gonna fix you up and then party it up till we drop, alright babe?”
Tina nodded, sniffling. ”Alright…”
Snickering, Bette ushered Tina to the bathroom, getting swats from her occasionally.
***
”Phew!” Bette and Tina panted, walking away from the dance floor.
”That was some hell out there!” Bette shouted to Tina in laughter.
”Definitely, babe!” Tina shouted back, smooching with the brunette and clinging to her.
”You two fuckers ever come unstuck off each other?” Alice mocked loudly.
Bette threw a goofy smile at her. ”Nope”
”C’mon, we’re doing tequila shots at the bar” Alice slurred, steering the couple forward.
”Oooh! That’s my department!” Tina yelled with enthusiasm, causing Bette to burst out laughing.
Once they reached the bar counter, shot glasses were quickly filled with tequila and just as quickly toppled over by everyone. Biting on the piece of lime, Bette felt an arm around her shoulders.
”Porter, nine o’clock quick” She heard Helena mumble into her ear.
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(9 votes, average: 4.67 out of 5)
JODI COMES IN AND FUCK EVERYTHING UP AS USUAL BUT THE TRUTH WAS GOING TO COME OUT SOONER OR LATER, NO GOOD WAS GONNA COME FROM BETTE NOT TELLIN TINA THE TRUTH SIGH….BUT PLEASE I WANNA SLAP THE REDHAIR OFF JODI
Tina discovers the hard way about the true
Bette activity, now what? unfortunately
Bette is reaping what you sow.
Great update.
10 Stars.
Fuck Jodi, hate her