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I Will Not Let You Fall
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”Let’s go,” Bette said.
Without a word Shane followed the morose brunette.
They rode together in Shane’s car, silence hanging heavily around them the whole way to the cemetery. Half an hour later they finally arrived at the Angelus Rosedale cemetery after standing in traffic for a while. They sat in the car, neither in hurry to face what awaited them outside.
Shane drew a deep breath before she looked at Bette and spoke, ”You ready?”
After a long pause, Bette moved to get out of the car.
It was a perfect day for a funeral, overcast and cool, with unpleasant gusts of wind, which tugged at the hem of Bette’s long leather jacket as she and Shane walked through the cemetery, passing gloomy graves ordained with withering flowers, melted candles and washed out pictures. By the time they approached the bunch of people gathered around Marcus’s coffin, the rain had come.
Once Bette found a vacant spot, she began to listen as the Reverend offered his blessings.
”For as much as it has pleased Almighty God to take out of this world the soul of Marcus Allenwood, we therefore commit his body to the ground…”
Bette’s eye caught sight of Melissa, who was held in some woman’s arms, weeping and looking completely devastated.
”…earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust…”
Taking a further view of the mourners, Bette saw each member of the gang standing on the opposite side of the grave. They were all watching her, some with curiosity, some with mild concern, some were giving her dirty looks. Surrounded by his security guards and shielded by an umbrella, Doctor Arnodelo stood at the edge of the grave with sorrow displayed on his gaunt face as he seemed to be drinking in every word of the Reverend. Bette knew it was pretense, all deceit and hypocrisy.
”…looking for that blessed hope when the Lord Himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God, and the dead in Christ shall rise first…”
Her gaze fell on the coffin that was fixed securely above the grave, ready to be lowered down. The hole seemed very deep, and was already filling with water. The coffin lay there with only rain-splattered roses for company.
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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 ?