Part 1 – Call for Help

Shaking her head in disbelief at the whole situation, Kit softly closed the door to Bette and Tinas bedroom.

Kit had stopped by the house on a whim, not realizing what she was walking into until she found her baby sister crying with only her bed sheets covering herself.

It had taken Kit an hour to get Bette to formulate words and a few more hours to put together a general idea of what happened between Bette and Tina.

Or more specifically, Bette and Candace.

Shaking her head once more, Kit couldnt begin to wrap her mind around the fact that Bette had cheated on Tina. Out of everyone she had ever known, Kit had never felt that Bette would be capable of cheating, her relationship with Tina had appeared sturdy enough and God knew those two women had faced their fair amount of hardships during the years they had been together.

Which was why Kit couldnt understand why her baby sister had given into the temptation of another woman who she barely knew.

For all the strides Kit and Bette had been taking in the past few months to strengthen their relationship, Kit knew she wasnt the one who would get to the heart of the matter of Bettes betrayal.

Kit doubted that Tina would be willing to help Bette figure out the why behind her actions.

And for as great of friends as the other girls were, Kit knew that despite all their loyalty to Bette and Tina, she would be asking them to possibly risk their friendship with either Bette or Tina. Inevitably, sides would be taken but if Kit could help it, she would try her best to at least prevent that from happening.

Which was why she found herself at a crossroads, her cell phone grasped in her palm.

She could think of one person who could helpperhaps the only person who had ever been witness to who Bette Porter really was.

This said woman hadnt been in contact with her baby sister for years, which was why Kit hesitated in calling her.

A moment later Kit shrugged away all the doubts and dialed a number she hadnt dialed in years. As the phone began to ring, Kit prayed with each ring that the other woman would pick up.

For Bettes sake.

Finally the person on the other end picked up.

Yeah? A husky yet tired sounding voice asked on the other line.

Kit paused momentarily, realizing just how long it had been since she heard the other womans voice.

Anyone there?

The womans agitated tone snapped Kit back into the present. Its Kit.

Kit? Disbelief could be heard, the tiredness gone in an instant.

Its Betteshe lost her way. Was all Kit needed to say, knowing that the other woman would understand what she meant.

The woman on the other line gasped, Kit could imagine the expression that was on her face.

Give me a few hours.

Kit didnt have time to respond when she heard the dial tone, turning off the phone she allowed herself a small smile.

Perhaps everything would be okay after all.

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To be continued