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    Music Is My Savior

    "Yes it is"

    The words were so shakily whispered after such a large amount of silence that Kit was startled by the broken words. She turned her head and looked at her heartbroken sister, her own heart breaking at the sight.

    "Its all my fault" Bette clarified for her puzzled sister and was able to tell without even looking at Kit that she was shocked by her words.

    "Don’t you dare say something like that"

    Bette couldn’t help but shrug as she continued to stare out the window, "Why not? Its the truth"

    Kit let out a deep sigh and shook her head at her sister, "Bette . ."

    She never took her eyes off the fountain outside as she spoke in words slightly above a broken whisper, "If I had been there . ."

    "Bette, stop"

    "No!" Bette looked at Kit with a fire in her eyes the older Porter had never seen. Her sudden outburst stopped her and everyone else dead in their tracks as they looked on, listening to the emotional brunette, "If I had been home when I was supposed to then Tina wouldn’t be here right now and I get that okay?! Its all my fault. I didn’t tell her how much I loved her and I’m sorry . . I’m so fucking sorry"

    Her tears fell instantly and Bette leaned on the glass window for support, sliding down to the floor as her sobs wracked her body. Shane who had been sitting with Alice not far away, made her way to the Porter sisters so that she could take a still sleeping Angie off Kit’s hands and give the women some time alone. Kit was on her knees a moment later and pulled her crying baby sister into her arms.

    She soothed Bette as best she could, tenderly rubbing her back and slowly rocking her back and forth. She wasn’t sure what else to do or even what to say. She had an idea as to how Bette was feeling but to have the brunette actually say it out loud left the older Porter completely speechless. Kit wasn’t sure if there was even anything she could say that would make Bette feel better.

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    1. Oh my God, you’re back!! I almost thought you had forgotten about me lol but I couldn’t have asked to read a better story. It’s so amazing Liah, I loved every page. I literally squealed when I saw 12 pages. I’m really hooked to your stories so I get excited when I see so much of your writing.You’re my hero, thank you so much for writing this story. If I have another song in mind I’ll let you know (: So glad you’re feeling better, gonna go read your other story now lol

    2. My god that was heartbreaking! Had to skip to the end to the end to make sure it had a happy ending, which luckily it did :) Love your stories, looking forward to more. Thanks :)

    3. Thank goodness for second chances… I don’t think Bette will waste hers. This installment put me through the wringer, Liah, but I’m happy to see you back. Thank you! :)

    4. Geez, louise you scared the pants off me. I thought our beautiful girl was gone. So happy she is alright. Is this a shot story, if so I sincerely wish there was more. It was a great story and I would like to see if Bette drops the ball or lives up to her promises. She so often makes big bold promises but when the crisis has passed, so do her promises go by the wayside. Great story. Thanks.

    5. Wow im speechless…this was heartbreaking and scary for a moment,but im happy it always turn out good for tibette..tomorrow isn’t promise so you gotta live for today

    6. Dear, dear talented author… The more I read your stories, the more I love your so sensitive way to gave so much life and love to our beloved two… But this chapter is truly special, for me, and brang a lot of tears in my eyes… It so deeply touched me, really it did, and I find it truly difficult to explain how much with just words… Thank you a lot for such a magnificent work, I wish you all the best !! Gratefully – A.

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