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Music Is My Savior
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"Yeah well, some things are more important"
It was out before Bette could stop herself and she immediately regretted it, the devastated expression on Tina’s face made her want to die. She had grown angry and defensive with each word the blonde spat out and she lashed out in a way Tina didn’t deserve because deep down she knew it to be the truth.
Bette was speechless, totally unsure of how to take back what she said. She held out her hand as her lips parted and her words struggled to escape.
"I didn’t mean that-"
Tina stormed out of the kitchen before she shed any more tears, knowing deep down that Bette hadn’t meant what she said but Tina was far too emotional not to be effected by her wife’s words.
Bette clenched the hand that had been outstretched and pressed the side of her fist to her forehead. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut, shaking her head as she whispered out profanities in the empty kitchen.
"Fuck. Fuck!"
It took her about another two minutes before she composed herself and came to her senses, making her way to the bedroom to apologize to her wife.
"Tina, I – where are you going?"
Bette walked into the room to see that Tina had changed out of her dress and into her workout gear. She was in the process of tying her shoelaces and never looked up from her task as she answered her wife.
"I need to get some air. I can’t be around you right now"
Bette felt the anxiety building inside of her, the fear of losing Tina was becoming all too real. There was so much she wanted to say but she couldn’t think of anything at the moment, her mind had gone completely blank. She wanted to ask her wife to stay but she couldn’t speak.
Tina gave the brunette one last quick glance before walking out of the room. This time however Bette was right behind her and followed Tina into the living room, her own heart pounding harshly against her chest in fear and desperation.
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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.