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I Will Not Let You Fall
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The revenge had been supposed to feel good. She had been supposed to win, to feel her victory. Then why Bette felt no satisfaction? Why did she feel like she had just lost? Why did feel so miserable and pathetic? She opened her eyes and caught her reflection in the large pool of blood the surrounded the man’s body. The reflection was barely perceptible, but Bette could still see her whole being resonating utter misery.
It was when her phone vibrated in her pocket did a thought came to her mind about the power of words, the power to learn, the power to love and to heal, the power to lift up and to bring down, and the power to kill.
Smoke was still rising from the gunpowder on the barrel when Bette looked at it. For a long moment she just stared at it, not thinking about anything. At some point she put the gun to her forehead and pulled the trigger.
There was a sharp click as the hammer fell upon an empty chamber, no loud report followed and no bullet left the barrel.
Bette took the gun away from her forehead and considered it. She squeezed the trigger once more – the gun was indeed empty. ”Well, no shit,” she mumbled, her mouth curling in a rueful smirk.
She then got up and went outside. The rain had ceased, it was dawning already. The gang members were sitting by the wall in a row. When they saw Bette, everyone sprang to their feet and began observing her. Her clothes were splattered with blood, a few drops were splashed on her face.
”Anyone got a cigarette?” Bette wondered.
Shane was the quickest to respond. She came up to the brunette and helped her light a cigarette.
”You good?” Billie asked.
Bette nodded and handed the empty gun to Mark.
”Burn the bodies, get rid of the gun and other evidence. You know the rest,” she addressed all of her partners before advancing toward the Jeep. ”Shane, let’s go.”
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”There is something special about the role of being a father that can change you for the rest of your life. Having a son has been my greatest blessing in life,” Albert Kennard said into the microphone. He was standing on a stage, offering the father of the groom wedding speech. He continued, ”Stevie, as your father, I’m very proud to know you. I’ve had the rare pleasure of watching you grow from a little baby into a wonderful, kind, strong man. I know that you will make an amazing husband and God-willing, a spectacular father one day. Lindsey, you look so beautiful today. There’re no words for me to express how thankful I am to you. Now that I know you, I love you like my own daughter. Welcome to our family.”
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Hi Valerie:
This is sad as you said, but it’s also a great story, Marcus has been murdered and his killers are dead, apparently, it was Arnodelo who planned his death and he may go after Bette and Shane.
What bothers me is that one of the killers said (before dying) that they had the protection of the cops, which for me it could mean that Arnodelo wants to show that Bette alone with her gang is the criminal head behind the drug trafficking, because, in that way, he will have a break from the police persecution, while Bette and the gang are murdered making appeared as it was a fight among gangsters.
Now, honestly, I think we have reached the point in which Bette and Shane have to make a decision, and I trust you, Valerie, that you will lead us, sooner or later, in this wonderful, and amazing rollercoaster-story to a happy end.
Thank you so much for this excellent and heartbreaking story, I will be waiting impatiently for the next chapter.
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I loveeeeee this dark story. Please update this soon.
Hey Valerie,
I am excited for the update, but i will read it in a few days. I need some happy and sweet and not sad and dark.
I truly enjoy your story and will follow it to the hopefully happy end.
Hey Valerie, i just read the chapter and boy you were right about warning us it was a sad one.
Especially the end where Tina took Bette in her arms and she finally broke down.
I still trust and hope that you stick to the title and that you will not let us and Bette fall.
It will be interesting to read how you are going to let Bette leave this mess and hopefully start a new life with Tina (and Shane) in Auckland. But that is my wish, maybe you have another end for this incredible story.
Thank you so much for for this incredible story!
I read the post 5 days ago and I’ve been contemplating about it since then. I definitely simpathize this Bette Porter, but I can’t decide for myself wether this is becouse it is still our Bette even if in a different incarnation, or because the circumstances of her life are so that we can’t help feeling pity for this woman. So what do you think, would we still like the main character if it were not Bette Porter ?