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    Music Is My Savior

    "Wanna go back to bed, sweetie?"

    Angelica nodded without ever taking her eyes or hands away from Bette’s necklace and the brunette placed a soft kiss on her cheek before putting her down on the floor. She lightly tapped her daughter’s bum before the sleepy toddler slowly made her way back to her room.

    Bette approached the bed with even more caution than she used to open the door, sitting on the edge as she softly shook her wife’s shoulder in an attempt to wake her. Tina didn’t respond at first and Bette found herself silently wishing it would stay that way with the thought that the blonde probably wouldn’t be as mad in the morning.

    She offered one more soft shake to Tina’s shoulder and instantly regretted the added effort when the blonde stirred awake. Bette watched as the blonde licked her lips and inhaled deeply, her eyes opening and closing several times to adjust to the light.

    Here we go . .

    Tina fully opened her eyes before looking up and met her wife’s remorseful eyes, her earlier hurt and anger instantly returning.

    "Hey" Bette said softly as she offered a small sad, apologetic smile but it fell almost immediately upon seeing the expression on Tina’s face, "Baby, I’m so so-"

    Her apology was cut short when Tina rolled off the bed and stomped out of the bedroom. The brunette expected as much and understood that Tina had every right to be upset but she still expelled an audible sigh before getting up to follow her wife.

    She entered the kitchen and found Tina leaning over the kitchen sink, her hands placed on the marble counter top on either side of her. Bette watched as Tina stared out the window in front of her, taking the time herself to notice the rain that had begun to fall. It splashed all over everything Tina had worked so hard to create, wetting the tablecloth and completely putting out the small flame from the candles.

    Bette looked away just as she noticed the ice bucket that had begun to overflow from the added water, spilling onto the already wet grass. She looked at Tina’s back, sighing deeply with exasperation and the blonde couldn’t help but roll her eyes in response.

    Comments

    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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