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Lost, Already
Flicking the top of the page down, she closed the book smiling with the knowledge that Bette would nag her about dog-earring pages again. Tina didn’t realise how much she craved the normality of that interaction.
Last night had been wonderful, Bette had come up with a genius plan to get her pregnant and while it backfired, it lead to them connecting again. Really connecting in a way that they hadn’t been able to since Bette took the job at the CAC. “I shouldn’t have let you give up the gallery.” Tina mumbled, not for the first time.
Pushing herself up from the lounge, she shook off the morose thought and ambled into the kitchen intent on making something to drink. Open the fridge, she impatiently tapped her fingers on the door as she thought about what to make.
Spying an unopened bottle of Peligrino, she hummed dancing around her space collecting ingredients on the table before her.
Minutes later armed with a full pitcher and 2 glasses on a tray Tina glides out on the patio. Carefully depositing her loot on the table and pouring out the drink into the glasses she smiled to herself. It was a brilliant idea, even if she did say so herself.
Wondering over to the where Bette was reclining on the outdoor furniture, Tina unceremoniously closed the laptop.
“Hey!” Bette cried, startled by the intrusion. “What?” She barked.
Smiling, Tina ignored the anger and moved the laptop off of Bette’s lap and put herself in its place. “I made Mojito’s.” Tina announced, her grin widening at Bette’s look of sheer wondrous delight. “I thought we could have a couple of drinks, watch a movie and relax today.”
“Yeah?” Bette asked, not willing to believe that something so – normal – could be happening to her. To them. It scared her, because normal with Tina felt like it was stamped with an expiry date.
“Yup.” Tina happily agreed. Jumping off Bette’s lap she grasps Bette’s wrists and pulled her up and into her arms. “It’s going to be a good day,” Tina predicted, “just the 2 of us together.”
Bette gave Tina a brittle smile, surprised about how close tears were to the surface these days. Yes, it was going to be a good day – just the 2 of them. Nervously Bette ran her fingers through her hair suddenly afraid of what would come after the good wore off.
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(30 votes, average: 4.03 out of 5)
It’s terrible if somebody is excluded because of that not alike to the others. The peoples hate it if somebody is different than they. I know what feeling the exclusion though I’m not half-blood. :o( Anyway I’m glad how you wrote a newer thought-provoking story to us.
Hi dear sweet Deean! Wow! You left us speechless here. This story compiled too many things to digest and think about. Bette not only fears that Tina may reject her for not being absolutely white, but also because the search for the donnor became a nightmare to them. It is comprehensible that the way Bette is lookin at it, she is afraid that Tina may leave her if she finds a man who could willingly get her pregnant and provide a “steady” and “safer” life for her. Unfortunately, what we are also observing is that instead of being open about her inner demons and doubts, she hides them and goes further into herself. This withdrawal will only bring a terrible lack of communication, which could escalate into a breakup. Thanks for sharing with us such poignant story. PPS Hugs & kisses on both your cheeks.- Lu & Marsh (Proud Salsa Aunties to the loving JC, Eunichick, ZLFAN, T_Daze, Melrose231 and Tias Adoradas to Patpez)
It’s funny but when I look at JB playing Bette, I just see a person. Not a white person, not a black person, just a person seemingly colorless. But I’ve read how JB herself often felt invisible and “other”. It’s odd how this stunning person could feel self-conscious and maybe sometimes, not enough. Human nature is odd, eh?
as always you’re writing is flawless… “otherness” is so interesting as someone who is psuedo bi racial ( being born in a different country and being raised in America) I can relate to Bette’s struggle in this. It’s hard to find an identity if you dont quite fit into certain groups. I’ve learned though to just create my own space and those that love me will just see me for me and not how i look or where i was born or who i love but me just simply me… Great start really got me thinking!
Wonderful and Brilliant. Thank you.
Brilliant and so true. You have to be black or part black to understand. Thaks for posting.
This was a great story.
Great story I wish u wud continue. I am so glad u haven’t forgotten ur other stories n hope u wud post soon:)PLEASE
Brilliant & I’m looking forward to more. Thanks.
I had just watched Season 1 episode 1-2 last night. I’m black but you don’t have to be black to understand Bette’s position. There are many people of mixed race and every culture has their issues with it. When you aren’t one or the other people will treat you differently. Self Identity is hard when others can’t accept you for who you are (not by choice). Jennifer Beals talked about how she was treated growing up and how it made her a loner in childhood. Children and adults can be so cruel. I believe that JB got the best of both cultures, she is a beautiful woman.