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    Story written on June 19, 2009 by ashtuck.
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    Finale

    As we pass the streets, I notice that there’s no snow.  The chill in the air is apparent, but the snow is melted.

     

    I don’t recognize the streets, but not because of drug binges that lead me to forget most of the neighborhood.  It is because these weren’t my streets.

     

    “Mummy, where are we going?”


    “Home.”

     

    “Home?” I ask.

     

    She never answers.

     

    We pull up and Bette is standing at the door.

     

    This is Bette’s house.

     

    I can’t really tell what the look is on her face when I step out the car.

     

    “This is home.” My mother says softly.

     

    Bette comes down the stairs and stands in front of me.  There are lacerations on her face that are still healing and I can tell by how she is hunched that her ribs are not yet healed.  I run my hand over her face.

     

    “Bette.”  I say it softly, “Please forgive me.”

     

    “I’ve already forgiven you.”

     

    “If I just…”

     

    “Don’t.  It’s okay now.  I’m alive and so are you.  It doesn’t matter what happened in the past.  We’re here now.”

     

    She kisses me.  I’ve missed her lips.

     

    Behind us, my mother’s chauffer brings my bags into Bette’s home.

     

    “I think I should leave you two alone.  Do call me in the morning, will you Bette?” My mother asks.

     

    “Of course, Peggy.”

     

    Bette walks me inside and I close and lock the door.

     

    “Where’s Tina?” I ask.

     

    Bette just shrugged, “We broke up.”

     

    I try not to show my excitement.

     

    “It was for the best.” She continued, “My heart didn’t really belong to her.  I loved her, but I wasn’t in love.  My heart, my mind, and my body—they all belong to you.  And as scary as this relationship has been and probably will be, I know that you are who I want and need.”

     

    I smile and take her hands into mine, “You know that I feel the same way and it wouldn’t have mattered if Tina was here or not.  Did you get my note?”

     

    “Yes.”

     

    “I meant it.  I was coming back for you.  I was willing then to fight for you and I’m willing now.  I’m going to fight for you, because you’ve always fought for me.  I just love you, Bette.”

     

    “I love you too.”

     

    She sees my mouth open and kisses me, just to silence me.

     

    *

    We make love for hours.  Even with all the bone fractures, she’s still as insatiable.

     

    Wrapping myself in a sheet, I stand at the window.  Across the way, I can see the neon lights of the city.  They’ve never seemed so bright as they do today.  I wonder what else I’ve been missing.

     

    I look back at Bette.  She’s watching me and her smile shines even brighter than those lights.  I walk to her, leaning to kiss her face.

     

    “To our future, as bright as neon.”

     

    Bette kisses me back.

     

    “To neon.”

     

    THE END                                                                                       

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    1. Oh jeez, ash…I didn’t know you were going to end it now. ***Wiping away tear*** :,( Seriously…I loved this story! I know the angst in this story…I know it! Thank you for writing! This story…this story! **Tears falling down both cheeks**

    3. Ash, I too didnt know that this was the finale to this wonderful chapter. I know that you had to really get into this one because Helena had a major drug problem and she was lucky to have had Bette’s love so that she could make it for herself and her love. Not many survive a drug hell and take the easy way out and not fight. Bette didnt care what her friends had to say about Helena, cause she LOVED her and needed her and knew that she had to have her in her life and would also and did fight for her Helena. What a perfect story and can’t wait for the other stories to come!!

    4. My Beautiful Ash… while I am saddened to see this amazingly rich and emotionally charged story come to an end… it feels right… life goes on… those moments are still there… the memories are as vibrant as “neon” you are an amazing storyteller… you are an amazing woman… you are an amazing friend… Love and Hugs, JC (PS – come on any chance you will pick up the torch and continue “I Take All The Blame” cause I LOVE THAT ONE SOOOOO MUCH… tee hee so demanding)

    7. Hey Ash a little disappointed to see a great tory end but it’s better to end something in beauty than dragging it along forever. I’m glad to see Bette & elena still found their way to each other and I’m sure they will have a happy life.PS I admire Bette for being able to make love with broken ribs cause I had 5 broken ribs once and I was even scared to breathe LOL

    8. Well how’s that for a happy ending (BRAVO)!!! I’mm sad to see the story end but I defer to the writer of this wonderful story to decide where it should end. Can’t wait to read whatever you write next, great job.

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