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    Lifeline – Chapter 8

    “Yeah, Al,” Shane agreed for all of them.  “We’re gonna do it.”

    “…Is what I’m saying…” Alice smiled, unflappable as always.  “So, let’s make a list…”

     

     

    Bette leaned as close to Tina as she could get without actually crawling into bed with her, which is what she yearned to do.  She would give anything to be laying right there, whispering in her ear, coaxing her back to consciousness, stroking her face, tracing the outline of the lips she loved to caress with her own.  She held back the tears that threatened every moment to spill out, thinking of how she wanted to touch her everywhere, just to make her remember what they had, what she was missing.  She wanted to feel the soft curve of her waist and the jutting bones of her hips, the shallow indentations at the small of her back just above the rise of her firm little backside.  Her stomach tightened with the thoughts and she felt conflicted about thinking them with Tina so fragile, but she couldn’t help herself.  Her life, her safety, everything that meant anything to her lay before her, silent, surrounded by tubes and machinery.  She wanted Tina all to herself; her heart and her voice, her body.  She ached for her physically and in every other way imaginable.  She felt so paralyzed with helplessness.  All she could do was think and remember.  It was all she had to hold on to. 

    “Tina?” She whispered.  “Can you hear me?”

    Bette?

    “I’m right here, baby.”  She touched Tina’s arm gently with her fingertips, afraid to hurt her but wanting to connect the touch with her voice.

    Oh, Bette!  Thank God.  Where have you been? I’ve been looking everywhere for you.

    “I’ve been here all this time, T, but you’ve been having a really bad night and they wouldn’t let me come in.  I wanted to T, but they wouldn’t let me.”  Her voice broke and the tears fell.  She rested her forehead on the railing, her shoulders jerking with the sobs she couldn’t control.

    I can’t see you, Bette.  Where are you?  This is so strange.  I hear you…Why are you crying?  Are you okay?  What’s going on, Bette?

    “Tina, please listen to me.  You have got to try to wake up.  If you can hear me, T, you have to do what I’m asking.  I know you want to.  I know you want to be with me, but you have to make yourself wake up.  The sooner you do, the better everything is gonna be.  Can you understand, baby?”

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    1. Awww…What a moving chapter, Nell. Heartbreakingly beautiful. Brava, girl! I got teary-eyed while reading it, especially Tina’s soliloquy. Even in her unconscious state, she still thought about Bette’s needs first. (Btw, Bette’s reassurance to Tina when the doctor first allowed her to see her–that her back is okay, that Shane gets coffee for her and that she shouldn’t worry about her–was touching and funny at the same time. Tina was there lying almost lifeless and yet Bette was telling her not to fuss about her at that moment, isn’t that funny? Bette knew that would be the first impulse of her selfless and loving wife. And true enough Tina’s first questions were about Bette in this chapter.) I had been wondering about Angie’s probable role in this story. Now I have a clue. =) Please keep on writing and listen to the beat of your own drum, Nell. Take heart. Imho, you’re doing a splendid job so far. THANK YOU! =)

    2. P.S. I’m sure there’ll be more drama and heartache in the next chapters but I think it’s a sure bet this love story will end on a happy note. But not just yet. These lines => “Her stomach tightened with the thoughts and she felt conflicted about thinking them with Tina so fragile, but she couldn’t help herself. Her life, her safety, everything that meant anything to her lay before her, silent, surrounded by tubes and machinery. She wanted Tina all to herself; her heart and her voice, her body. She ached for her physically and in every other way imaginable. She felt so paralyzed with helplessness. All she could do was think and remember. It was all she had to hold on to.” Heartfelt and simply beautiful. Yay, Nell! =)

    3. Nell, Bravo!! You have been writing a great moving story, and you should totally be givan an awar for that! Seriously, it´s getting better and better. And just so you know, I have faith in you that we´ll make them live happily ever after! Keep up the incredible work!

    4. A beautifully written chapter – thank you! To hear from Tina was encouraging if also distressing, but I’m thankful that Bette at least has the hope that Tina can hear her. It was a very moving read, and a glimmer of hope on the horizon was Tina’s vision of their ‘angel’! Thanks again.

    5. bette needs to keep talking to tina… she can hear her and she will open her eyes… love this… and take your time, don’t rush just because we want tina awake… pps

    6. Superb job telling this story and we love it. I know we all get anxious about Tina’s condition and are eager to have more from you. But, we will wait for it to unfold, maybe not patiently but we will wait until you unfold it for us. The things Tina are thinking are just what I would expect for her to say. Please let Bette continue to talk to her, touch her because she can feel her as well as hear Bette. Their connection in their love for each other is astonshing, we all need a love like that. Keep it going for us. Thanks so much for posting.

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