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    Love Revisited – Coming Home Part 8

    Love Revisited – Coming Home Part 8

    Previously

    Thats it, *****. Bette walked to Tinas closet, grabbed another scarf, walked back to Helena, and placed the scarf in her mouth Dont *****– UMMFRGGG, was all Helena could get out.

    Bette finished tying the knot in the scarf behind Helenas head and stood up. She walked to the bedroom door and just as she got to the doorway she turned around and said, You made me gag today, Helena, so turn around is fair play, dont you think?

    With that Bette turned on her heals, slammed the bedroom door shut and began her walk back to the living room, back to her Tina. The coldness of steel and raw anger dissipating in her eyes with each step

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    Bette reached the couch and again sat to Tinas right. She took Tinas hand, kissed the palm and placed it over her own heart.

    T, Peggy should be here shortly. She was having dinner with someone in her room when I called and said she just needed to get them on their way and she would call her driver.

    Good because Id really like that.. she turned to Bette with an impish grin, ..monster out of this apartment. Bette caught the reference to that long ago conversation when she told Tina that Helena Peabody was a monster and would eat her alive. She returned the grin and pressed her hand a little closer to her chest.

    Before anything, T, Im calling Dr. Wilsons service. I know you said you feel okay, but I want to err on the side of safety. Ill tell them its an emergency and see if they can fit you in tomorrow. And if its okay with you, please let me go with you.

    I do feel okayeven the shakes have settled down, but I understand. Yes, go make the call. And, Bette? Yeah, T. I wont go unless you come with me.

    Bettes hand was throbbing. Her mind had been on other things and the pain just didnt register with her – until now. She glanced down and saw how swollen and discolored it was. It looked like a spinart of blacks and purples. It did not look good at all and the pain was really making itself known now. She didnt even realize that she had been performing most hand functions with her non-dominant hand.

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    Comments

    1. Poor Bette’s hand. This just gets better and better. I’m glad Bette was able to defend her woman and kick Helena’s ass at the same time, heh. More please!

    2. “And, Bette, you really do have the fine artist within you. Your hand did Helena’s face in pure German Expressionism.”

      Hahaha excellent arce!! I’m soo happy Peggy put Helena in her place. Get the girls to the emergency room to get Bette’s hand taken care of!!

    3. well, well, well….whadda you say? the mother of all bitches is in town!!! lol. go and have your hand checked out Bettezilla! keep it commiiinnngggg….

    4. oh yeah, this is one damn good story, i love it! please continue! and way to go bette! i wish they would’ve used your story for the show, it would have been fun to watch :)

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