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“Are you hungry? I’m starving.” Tina straightened her stance, changing the topic.
“Mmm, what do you have in mind?”
The blonde shrugged. “Nothing in particular, something sweet and nice maybe…” She leaned in to give Bette a kiss on the lips.
A small smirk appeared, the brunette gave her a knowing look.
“Ah-ah-ah, I didn’t mean that.” Tina drew back a bit from Bette’s grip and resumed her clothes folding. “Make me some of that cinnamon rolls of yours, won’t you?”
Bette raised a brow. She wasn’t the best baker, but Tina seemed to appreciate her cinnamon rolls after that one time she made some for the boys. “Aww, ok then, since you love it so much, your wish is my command.”
As the brunette went downstairs to the kitchen, Tina ran around the room and dug up her cell phone, turned it up and dialed. Several rings after, with each ring her heart tearing a little wider, bleeding a little harder, aching a little sharper, she spoke to Sergeant Sweeney and she told him everything.
Finishing up from the incredibly difficult conversation with her commanding officer, Tina was left with a giant hollow in her chest, she buried her face in Bette’s pillow and closed her eyes to prevent tears from flooding.
Bette trusted her. And now, she was pretty sure that she just broke everything, her trust, her heart, and her flimsy hope of freedom.
It was well into the night, and centuries could have passed while Tina waited the brunette to return, at some point she seemed to have fallen asleep. She shook awake from her troubled slumber, took in a deep breath and sat up, a little disoriented, walked over to the windowsill and picked up the pistol. It was carefully polished. She studied it, all the while contemplating the fact that this was the very first thing Bette ever gave her, not jewelry, not accessory, but a gun. She wrapped her hand on the grip and put her index finger on the trigger.
The weirdest part was that the weapon fitted her hand perfectly. Her thumb seemed possessed, it caressed the hammer, and gently pulled it back. The revolver clicked, ready to fire, declaring its loyalty to the person holding it.
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Ok I’m getting a hang of this new design. Come and send me friend requests, write on my wall, or leave messages in my box or something!
I think someone may have noticed that I also pulled down all The Lucky One chapters. That’s because I am doing a major revision. There are a lot of changes. It’s half way through already but I don’t know if you want me to post or wait till it’s all done.
I would love your thoughts, if not on the whole story, but on some small things you like or dislike. Any form of comment will be appreciated.
Peace,
Robyn
Yayyy!!!you’re back! I’m so happy to be reading this story again, I thought you were kidding me when you said you were going to post…ahh!!!…miss you my sister! …….ok I’m going to read the chapter now lol
So glad your back with this story. Enjoyed it, thanks
it’s been so long since you’ve post a new chapter,thanks for this long update!
Ok.. Slightly confused.. I don’t remember when they realized they knew each other from high school… Did I miss something, although I am only on page 5 so maybe it will be explained as I read further..
You might have skipped chapter 2 “Why change your name”? It’s when Bette confronted Tina about her appearance at the mansion. They are pretty sure about each other the entire time.
Welcome back! And you came back with incredible force. But i am a little confused, was Tina really having a nightmare where she shot Bette dead or did she it really and is now in some kind of shock where the reality is escaping her?
Would love to read the chapters you already have from The Lucky One.
Hey so glad your back. Awesome chapter. I can’t wait to read more.
Robyn what a comeback!..great to have you back n this sure is one of those “don’t put it down til ya finish reading it” kinda story..my kinda story!..is Bette really dead?..did Tina narc on Bette?…Staying tune for yur next chapter…intriguing!..welcome back missy!.
Roby !! girl where you were? I missed you!
Be very welcome !!
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I have not read the story, I’ll read tomorrow, because I had a day job
12 hours and I’m exhausted and read in this state, your story will not
having due regard to what merece.São 18 chapters, and tomorrow
I will give all my attention to this story.
The complete constellation.
A big bear hug !! …
Really happy to see this story wasn’t forgotten, I’ll be looking forward to the next posts!
First of all, let’s take a deep breath.
Our Roby! This chapter was excellent! and you let me
with a sinking heart, that will be the Bette and Tina destination
amid all this, and when Bette says, “I am dead, but it’s not your fault.”, she made me very afraid.
Please! I precisso a happy ending.
The complete constellation.
Bear hug.
glued to every word, describes me right now….I said it once and say it again…Robyn you are amazing….Very entertaining!