Fan Fiction
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My Realization
That voice. Ugh! A voice that I had come to know all too well. That voice that is now like nails grating on a nearby chalkboard to me. Fuck you, Jenny. Of course you have to ruin this moment with me and Bette. You’re hell bent on ruining my professional life, you’ve already exposed my personal life, so it’s no surprise that you’re the interloper this evening by now infiltrating what’s left of my pathetic little social life.
Fuck, I wonder what Bette was going to say just now. Once the petulant brat leaves, I’ll ask her. Wait a minute, what the fuck is Jenny wearing?
God, I knew the moment Bette walked in wearing that sheer blue top and those black flowing pants that I would have to struggle to keep my hands and eyes to myself and my libido in check. I couldn’t help but let my eyes linger a while on the beautifully sculpted shoulder visible through the blue fabric, and the way her dangling earring caught the light as she swung her head around to greet her neighbor.
When I realized that Jenny was actually speaking to me, I looked up at her. The fake smile I had become accustomed to in this business betrayed the feeling of contempt I had for this so-called writer who had injected herself into our conversation.
I could read her smug attitude despite her assurance that it was “looking good” for me. I took another sip of my martini, secretly praying the waiter would immediately return with my new order.
“Oh, what’s looking good for Tina?” I heard Bette ask. If only she had directed that question to me, I could have answered her with the utmost honesty. You. You’re looking good for Tina right now. You’ve always looked good for Tina. Even on your worst day, you looked good for Tina. But Tina screwed it up.
Okay, I admit, I was getting carried away. So many feelings were resurfacing for me, that I didn’t know how to play it cool. I’d like to think I pulled it off well, but I’m probably just trying to fool myself.
I mean, the tone of voice in which I was speaking to her about Jodi? I knew it was flirtatious. Bitterly flirtatious. Did I really tell her that she used to look at me the same way when we first started dating? Yep, I sure as hell did. My intention was not to come off as the bitter ex, especially in light of the fact that I was the one who ended things, but I couldn’t help it.
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trecelovinit says
Wishful thinking on my part that you will deviate a little from the show and let them acknowledge their feelings in the car on the way to Tina’s house….please??? PPS
Querida says
I’m so enjoying this story. Love the way you write.
azmama says
Gosh, you feel as if you want to shake them and tell them to forgive each other and get on w/life together.
Dainty says
Hope you will just let them forgive each other already and get back together. And please before they get bck to Tina’s apartment, please let them tell each other they are still in love with each other and kiss and makeup. PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!. Thanks. Just had to get that out.
lucybelly1 says
Love your writing style. Even though the situation is so emotional, I was cracking up at Tina’s inner thoughts. Thanks for filling in what was missing from the show.
didi1956 says
Love your story.More please.
favcouple says
oh man! I just want to sit them down and get them to see what’s infront of them. Thank you. Excellent.