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    Lifeline – Chapter 11

    Why aren’t you here more?  I can’t figure out where you could be.  I want to hear you talk, Bette, not these other people I don’t know. 

    Please stay with me until I can see you.  I’m so lonely for your touch.  I am so lonely for you.  I see your smile in my mind and it makes me want to cry with longing.  Why can’t I get back to you?  I’m tired of this.  I want to go home!   I’m worried about you.  You sound terrible.  Your voice is so weak and hurt-sounding.  I hardly recognize it.  I can feel that you’re exhausted and in so much pain and nobody’s giving you anything for it, are they babe? At least they’re trying to help me.  Who’s helping you?  

    Bette!  I want to get out of here!  I want to go for a run and a workout.  I want to stop by The Planet for coffee and then go to a movie.  I want to work in my garden, cook dinner with you, and make love…slowly…by candlelight…with music in the background… I want to feel your touch.  I need you in me.

    I need to take you home to bed.  We don’t sleep well when we’re apart.  I can tell by your voice that you need us in our bed, curled up together with our arms and legs in a tangle so we can finally sleep.  I need it too, so bad.   We’ll go home and we won’t get out of bed and we won’t see anyone.  It’ll be just us, Bette.  Just us.

    Please don’t leave.  I hate it when you go.  Please stay with me.  I think I can do it if you stay.  I think I can get back to you.  Just don’t go away and please keep talking to me.  Tell me more stories, baby.

     I miss the girls.  Why can’t they come here where I am, where I can hear them talk?  I never thought I’d say this but I miss the sound of Alice’s voice.  Don’t quote me on that.  I’ll deny it, I swear to God! (Laughter) 

    I hate this fucking nowhere place I’m in.  It’s like being locked in a box.  Everything is dark but I can hear perfectly, yet I’m alone and apart from everyone – except when you’re here. 

    Comments

    1. Excellent as always, Nell. Two thumbs up! =) They’re not there yet but at least they’ve both made some progress. Bette teased Tina and laughed again and Tina babbled on and on to amuse herself and is hell-bent on being with Bette again. I’ll be right here waiting for Tina’s awakening. I love this line, Nell. => “I love the small hollow at the base of your throat where I have left a thousand kisses like wishes in a well.” (As an aside, that hollow called the suprasternal notch was mentioned in “The English Patient”.) Anyway, this post cheered me up, Nell. Thanks a bunch! =)

    2. Thanks for another beautiful chapter. I’m so glad Tina is aware of her surroundings. Hopefully when the sedatives get out of her system she’ll wake up…

    3. Wonderful update. It’s great that Tina is trying so hard to get back to Bette. And her thoughts are helping her out of the subconscious and since the doctor is cutting back on some of the medications, just maybe, she will start to awaken especially if Bette continues to read to her and talk to her. Hopefully she will watch for any signs of wakefulness like Tina moving her finger or big toe as Tina is trying to do. If she is covered Bette won’t see the toe but she can see the finger and, of course, she will see her tears if she cries as Tina is trying to do. Has Alice brought all the things on the list to the hospital yet? The music and other things that Bette wants for her to have in her room should help so much. Alice needs to hurry back with those items. Maybe she will come back in the next chapter. Fantastic chapter. Thanks for posting.

    4. I’ve got to tell you, I am so loving this story. That’s an incredible idea, letting us in on Tina’s subconscious. If only they could communicate that way. Looking forward to your next post with great anticipation!

    5. I really enjoy reading this story. It is one of my favorite Tibette stories! I know we need to be patient because everything will be fine, but reading it makes me wanna cry because it is beautifully written!

    6. Hey, Nell. I just finished rereading this post. Tina’s reflections on love choked me up. Sorry if I sound too sappy but I can’t help it. I feel bad that Tina feels helpless and stuck in oblivion but I’m glad that their lava-hot love and their rich history and colorful memories are keeping her sane and hopeful. They are each other’s lifeline and I look forward to reading how they both inch closer to their reunion. Again, huge thanks for such an engaging and well-written story, Nell. Cheers! =)

    7. i’ll tell you, if anyone did that to me, when my hands were free, i would kill them… anyway… love this story… and i also know tina will work her way back to bette.. keep reading bette, tina is listening… pps

    8. Thank you, Nell, for another wonderful chapter. You write so beautifully, taking us with such delicacy through Tina’s thoughts – her fear, her concern for Bette, her jokes and teasing, her love. And always phrases leap out – I agree with mightymouse’s choice, and also when Tina speaks of fighting for her life and says: “Presumably that’s what I’m doing, although it feels a lot more like loitering – or a very dull and solitary vacation on the shores of oblivion.” Have I said how much I’m LOVING your story?!! I want Tina to wake up, but don’t want your story to end, so I’m relying on you to accommodate that for me!

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