I quickly get them put back to their rightful place before I take a breather for myself to realize that this has to be done, no matter what way she reacts.

My stomach feels like an empty pit even after my dinner, I feel nervous and I can notice the sweat forming in my palms as I hold them together.

I pace myself back and forth around the dinning room to regain back my breathing to its normal self.

The seconds feel like minutes and the minutes feel like hours and when I hear the door shut quietly I feel like I didn’t get enough time.
I take a seat at the table near the computer and wait until she approaches from around the corner.

“She fell right to sleep, she must be tuckered out from the excitement of the zoo and her new stuffed friends who she is also sleeping with.”

I smile back at Tina when she says this.

“So you had something to show me?”

I nod my head and stand from my seat and walk to the side.

“So?”

“I’m not going to say anything but open my laptop.”

I watch as her body moves slowly towards the table and she sits herself down but before she opens the laptop she takes one last glance at me.
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Tina’s POV

I turn my eyes away from Bette’s nervous and confusing facial expression and open the laptop and wait for the screen to load.

When it appears my mind freezes and I sit here staring at the screen before my mind unfreezes and so does my emotions.

“Why..” I say with a block in my throat and look up at her.

She walks towards me and slams the laptop shut loudly.

“Tell me what you seen.”

I look up at her again when she demands this answer.

“Kelly…Kelly and you in bed.” I look away.

“Look at me, Tina.”

I turn my head back around to look at her.

“Look at them again.” She says opening the screen for me.

“I don’t want too.”

“Please, look at them.” Her voice sounding sincere.

I look down at the three photos that stare back at me.

“You believe these damn photos don’t you.”

I shut the laptop close again.

“Don’t you!?”

“Well they are pretty convincing just like the footage.”

“Very true.”

I stand to my feet and move away from the table and stare at the picture of me and Bette that hangs on the wall, a photo of us about 6 years ago, when everything was love and flowers.

“It’s all so convincing..” I hear her say behind my back.

“It’s just like the footage, such nicely done photos.” She speaks again.

“Are you joking?” I turn.

“Might as well believe it if you are going to, too.”

My face turns to disgust because I have no idea who I am seeing speaking in front of me right now.

“These aren’t real. This is what you call blackmail when your first plan works out..When the woman you want to make believe that her wife cheated on her, this is what high class blackmail is.”

My facial expression turns to confusion. “Blackmail?”

“Yeah..”

“Yeah?”

“Remember how I want to quit my job? She won’t let me do so, so she uses these photos to blackmail me, make you believe more by these photos that I was unfaithful to you.”

“This is some kind of joke.”

“It’s not a joke.”

“Look, my brain feels like its in a million places so I-I am going to leave, please don’t call me until I want to talk to you..”

“Wait, T.”

“What?”

“Please believe me when I tell you that those photos..those photos aren’t real but this is.”

I back myself up slowly towards the door and slowly exit while continuing to make eye contact with her.

When I reach my car, I climb in and take a moment alone to myself.

I feel like I have not seen that side of Bette before, she was so demanding and so calm. I think back to the photos and try to feel what emotion is inside of me, I feel no anger, no pain, I don’t know what I feel, its like all my emotions are numb. Blackmail..Kelly wants to blackmail Bette into not quitting so she can work with her, that bitch..

I pull out of the drive way and take off down the street.
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