I walk back over to the laptop and flip it open to see the photoshopped photos from Kelly.

How do i even tell Tina about this? There is no way she is going to believe me when I tell her of the blackmail, but I have to, I’m not hiding this like the footage.

My mind continues to talk to me.

Why didn’t I just show her before she left? I let it slip my mind for a moment when my anger decided to escape for the first time..I just wish I could take back a little time before I told her to leave, I should have shown her.

“I guess I’ll show you tonight before you move back in tomorrow.” I say out loud before closing the laptop shut again.

Tina’s POV

I enter Alice’s apartment and make my way to the sofa where my body has grown weak and I crash onto it.

Bette’s anger has seemed to take its toll on me, I haven’t seen her be that way in years. I guess my selfishness and passive aggressive self has pushed her to her limits, its pushing me to my limits. If i keep being this way i’m just going to push her away and possibly lose her forever for something she swears she never done. Her words cut like swords when she told me to leave, its like 4 years ago when she kicked me out of our house when I started to get confused feelings for my co-worker Josh, when I broke her heart. It brings me back to how truthful her words spoke when she told me that the both of us had hurt and destroyed each other in the past with our mistakes. I think about how much we have hurt each other, but how much our love has pulled through and put itself back together again. How I felt that day when Bette left me standing outside of her gallery when she told me she was “done” and then walked away was the worse feeling, I felt so scared, so lost, so hurt. I thought I had lost her for good. I realize I act as if Bette is always going to be there to take me back whenever I need it but she was right when she told me she “can only handle so much”. If i wasn’t acting so self righteous I would be able to realize this but for some reason I can’t seem to.

I lay here looking at the ceiling as my thoughts sink deep.

I don’t think I would be able to see another woman on Bette’s arm, every time I would see Jodi with Bette my jealously of pain would always rise each time, it made me realize I don’t want no one else to have the one I love so deeply. When she started to love someone else, I felt that. I knew she was starting to fall in love, it was by the way she would stare at Jodi, it told all because she looks at me the exact same way. And I know she can do it over again.

I feel my body shiver when I think of someone else touching Bette the way I do.

I lift myself from the sofa to sit up straight, I run my hand slowly down the length of my arm and envision it was her touch.

This is exactly why I can’t live without her. And I have become something I can’t seem to stop and that is selfish.

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