“Babe, you alright?”

“T, I am fine, just frustrated.  Betsy that bitch, just gets to me.”   Bette had a look of hate and anguish all at the same time.

Bette thought, ‘what the fuck is wrong with me?  I have Tina and fuck…’The letter had explained Betsy’s actions of fear of commitment, need for Bette in her life, and just fear of a relationship that made her happy.  She hurt Bette on purpose and wanted her to go away so that she would not have this issue, but in turn was the one she should of not let go.  After 8 years she now tells her this?  Bette still thought, ‘fuck that bitch.  No way am I friends with her ever and it’s too late, time to move the fuck on!”

“YES! FUCK YOU!”  Bette shouted

Tina just about fell over off her bench from fright.  Looked over at Bette who was now crying.

“Baby, ok we are leaving..come on.”  Tina took Bette’s hand and they walked over to the locker room to talk.

“Bette talk to me…hey I am right here..it’s me Tina.”  Tina held Bette and placed a finger underneath Bette’s chin.  Tina had never seen Bette so torn and upset.

“Tina, please ok, just don’t be mad…”

“I couldn’t be mad, just want to help you and be there for you.”

“Ok, Betsy, she was my first love in college, she was, just amazing artist, passionate, lustful..and well vengeful.  She broke my heart over and over, cheated left and right..and the last straw was…”  Between sobs and screaming, Bette explained the whole thing to Tina.  Bette also explained that it just brought some closure to the whole situation and that it let out the demons and how she had moved on with Tina.

Tina was so shocked by the whole thing..She had an idea that Betsy was an old flame and didn’t realize the affect it had on Bette.  Bette wouldn’t really talk of it, she would dismiss it as if it never happened.  Tina wasn’t upset by it, just felt concerned of why not tell me?

“I am sorry Tina, from keeping it from you..it’s just something so awful, she was just so dreadful to me.  One year of my life and she made it hell.  I swore of people or emotional connection with them for awhile.  Alice and Shane were lucky to be my friends, or they wouldn’t be here either.”  Bette just shook her head and put her head in her hands.