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At 1AM, the phone began to ring and the couple groaned. They sat up and rubbed their eyes. Bette was the first one to reach out to the phone that was standing on the bedside table.

“Hello?” She said groggily into the phone.

“Uhm, Ms. Porter-Kennard, this is Victoria. There is a slight problem…”

“What is wrong?” Bette asked, worried.

“Selena was going to go home after the party and not stay with me… but I am afraid that that will be difficult.”

“Why?” Bette wanted to know, anxious for the reply. Tina was also sitting up and looking at Bette with concerned eyes.

“She got drunk and stoned… She doesn’t want to listen to me and can barely walk. The boys who we went with are already to another club, so we don’t even have a car anymore, we drove with them. Can you please come and get her?” Victoria asked.

Bette stepped out of her bed. “Where are you two?”

“In ‘Blue Devils’, it’s pretty close to The Planet.”

“Yes, I know where it is. I’ll be there in 20 minutes.” Bette told the young woman. She pushed the phone off and looked at Tina, who had followed her out of the bed.

“What’s wrong?” She asked, panic in her voice and hazel eyes.

Bette opened the closet and began to get dressed while quickly telling her wife what was going on. Tina wanted to come with Bette but the brown-haired woman figured it would be better for her to go alone, to spare their daughter embarrassment, which may give them a better chance to ever get more information about what is wrong with their daughter. Bette quickly combed her hair a bit, gave Tina a kiss hoping to calm down her wife a little and then drove to the club.

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The music was pumping through the speakers and hot bodies were dancing close to each other. Bette looked around but didn’t find her daughter nor her red haired best friend. She walked through the mass of people and reached the back of the club where she saw a giggling but messed up Selena sitting on one of the couches that were placed there. Her T-shirt was torn right under her breasts and the fabric was gone so the brunette’s stomach was bare. She sat with her legs open, showing everyone her underwear. Bette could only feel immense sadness and concern. Victoria sat next to Selena just waiting and preventing the brown-haired woman from falling over. Bette marched over to them and looked at Victoria whose eyes oozed guilt.