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Music Is My Savior
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The time she had spent working at the CAC wasn’t something she enjoyed because she never had any power to do what she wanted. Having her own gallery gave her that freedom and control to do things her way and it meant the world to her. She just wished Tina understood that.
Bette crossed her arms stubbornly, "I’m sorry but I can’t give you that right now"
Tina threw a hand up in frustration before it dropped and slapped against her thigh, "Then I guess we’re right back where we started"
Silence enveloped them yet again as both woman struggled with their emotions, neither quite knowing what else to say but either wanting to let up on the situation either.
Bette leaned back against the counter with her arms crossed, her eyes on Tina who was mirroring her image on the counter across from her. She waited silently for the blonde to meet her gaze but she never did. Bette swallowed hard as she watched Tina wipe a stray tear from her cheek.
She hated that she was the reason for Tina’s tears and tried to get her emotions under control. If she had learned anything from her parents’ failed relationship, it was to pull back from an argument if you felt you were near your breaking point. It was best to take the time to catch your breath before you speak in anger and say things you would most definitely regret.
Unfortunately Bette was far too upset and far too stubborn to let the matter drop. She still couldn’t seem to bend on her own point of view regardless of the fact that she knew things could only get worse by pressing the issue.
"Tina, I have to be there okay? Hanging the show is important to me and if you can’t understand that-"
"Of course I understand that, Bette! I know you have to be there and I know what it means to you but-"
"But what, Tina?"
"You’re always there!" Tina held out her arms in exasperation with an expression mixed of pain and frustration, "Angie and I barely see you anymore. We miss you, I miss you. I mean fuck Bette, you spent our anniversary at the fucking gallery! You didn’t even call!"
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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
So glad you’re back! I have to say, I’ve read all of your stories. Love your style. Love your writing. And this one gave me shivers, tingles, smiles…everything! Thank you for posting!
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 :)
Beautiful story.Thanks so much for posting.
Loved it you are great as always
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! :)
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.
That was simply amazing and I have so missed your writing. Thank you for this story. Loved every word.
Wonderful story, loved it
Soooo glad you are back.Great story,thank you for the happy end.PPS
That was so good and love it
Loved it!!!!!
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
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.