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Love Soul Heaven Hell – Chapter XIII
Story written on January 4, 2014 by skydancer.
Bette turned her attention to the bottle, and began to examine it closely. She blew a low whistle, "Wow!"
She raised her eyes from the bottle, and started to explain to Tina, "T.. this bottle is…"
"Bette, I’ll go see if I can lend her hand," Tina interrupted Bette, as she strode after Marissa.
The brunette looked at the blonde’s back in surprise. "Huh?," she asked. "How would…" she started to say, but Tina had quickly disappeared around the corner, where Marissa had also gone to. "You know where to go?," Bette continued, to a suddenly empty room.
Marissa was leaning on her arms, palms resting heavily on the countertop, long fingers splayed open, eyes shut, as Tina burst through the heavy swing doors of the kitchen.
"I’m sorry," Marissa said quietly, over her shoulder, her back to the kitchen doors but sensing that it had been Tina who had violently pushed the doors open. "I did not expect that."
"What the fuck happened back there?!," Tina asked angrily.
Marissa slowly turned to face her, and ran a hand roughly through her hair, still shaky.
"Damned if I know," she answered, taking a deep breath, then sagging against the kitchen counter, eyes downcast. "Never happened to me before." After a lengthy moment of silence between them, she added quietly, "But I won’t try to do anything about it," and then lifted her eyes to meet Tina’s.
Tina was still too rattled to respond immediately, as she ran a shaking hand through her hair. She began to pace around the kitchen, then drew a breath out. After collecting herself, settled by her pacing around the kitchen, Tina stopped in front of Marissa, and said, "I think it’s best if Bette and I just left," meeting Marissa’s eyes as she did so, challenging her to come up with another solution.
Marissa nodded in agreement with Tina, and pulled out her cell. Tina heard her ask, "Luis? Can you please have my car brought to the front? Thank you," as Tina exited the kitchen, pushing the swing doors open roughly.
Tina’s cheeks were still pink with irritation as she rounded the corner towards the living room.


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