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It’s about time…Chapter 4
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“How can you say that T, it’s me who always acts like an *****. Or me who comes home in a bitchy mood just asking for a fight.”
“Yes, that’s true, but how many times have I refused to talk to you, letting you just store up those feelings inside. It’s more than just this Bette, something isn’t right, with either of us and we have to figure out what’s wrong, Babe.”
I sigh, a deep aching sigh. She’s right, but I have so much trouble talking about this stuff.
“You’re right, as usual.”
“Good, so let’s talk and I mean really talk, like we used to.” It sounds so easy, ‘Like we used to’. I remember how easy it was back then, to share every last thought with her. Let her see every weakness and flaw that I had. And she loved me then. She still loves me now. But so much has changed, she needs me to be strong now, and not just for her, but for the child that we both so desperately want.
She lifts herself up a little and readjusts between my legs. Her arms are crossed on top of my stomach and her chin is resting on top of her hands. I look down at her feeling apprehensive. I know I can trust her with everything and anything I want to say, but I don’t want to hurt or disappoint her. She raises one eyebrow as if to say ‘go ahead, get on with it’, but I just sit there frozen in my own fear.
“Baby, we have to start somewhere, just try to relax and remember that I love you. You can tell me anything. Now give me a little smile.”
I let the corners of my mouth tip up slightly, but my brow is still creased in concern. This earns a little frown from her and a reproachful look.
“You can do better than that.” She smacks my boob lightly, making it wiggle like an X-rated jello mold. I can’t help myself and break out into a wide grin.
“That’s better” she says and kisses the underside of my breast lightly. “Now speak, please.”
I take a calming breath and decide that it’s now or never. I don’t want to lose her, I can’t lose her because I know I would die, so I have to fix this now.
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My list of favorite authors has grown with the addition of your stories. I liked your added nuances to their lovemaking and the heart to heart. Thanks for sharing.
Great chapter, I love that they are actually talking, that would be nice to see on the show.
If only this is how it would have been. thank you for this story.
both issue you brought up is juz right. They really need to talk.save them! post soon..!!
“I’m sorry that I can’t get you pregnant.”
and
“Well T, I’m just not happy at the CAC anymore.”
not to mention:
“And I hate that the CAC’s done that to you. You used to love working at your gallery.”
Core issues. Thank you for stating them.
Was it that the TV characters couldn’t articulate their feelings, or did the writing fail them, incomprehensible itself in trying to portray their confusion?
Which was the chicken, the egg?
techie – hi. sure loved your comments. i think i agree with you totally. wonderful stuff this chappy. i mean was it erally so hard to figure out what was wrong and what actions were needed to repair some of the problems. thanks
Beautiful, sensitive, well written. I wish the show had explored these issues with them, rather than going for infidelity and that kind of reconciliation – I think your situation would be closer to most of us in our own lives. Cheers and thank you
You put it out there in an honest and open way. This is what I wanted to see on the show and it’s what I enjoy reading about on the site. Thank you for the mature and realistic direction you are taking this story. Best of luck with your studies, and come back to us when you can.
Good chapter. Glad they talking about their problem and let see what’s next, thanks!