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Oasis Part 9
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“What is wrong with you?” Helena asked me quietly, sounded genuinely confused. “Do you just not… What are you? Why aren’t you?” She stopped and started those questions, after each question she started to look more and more distressed.
“Helena, are you okay?” This wasn’t like her, she was usually so articulate, funny and warm… this was none of those things, and it was making me nervous.
Helena began to laugh, almost hysterically. “There is nothing wrong with me Elizabeth Porter.” She was mad, madder then she had ever been with me in the past. Letting go of my hands she leant closer to me, hair falling on her face. Roughly she pushed the long locks behind her ear.
“What is wrong with you? Bloody hell! I would never have thought you, Bette, would fucking lie to yourself. To me. Who the hell are you?” She raged, jabbing her finger into my chest. “Who the fuck are you?”
Stunned I sat further back on the lounge, trying to distance myself from the anger. To comfort myself from the words that my closest friend, confidant was offering me. “I…” I started to respond, my voice catching and my throat dry.
Helena leaned into the comfort of her lounge, idly playing with a gold band on the ring finger of her right hand. The ring had been a gift from her Grandmother, a week before she died. We went to visit her in the hospital. She had lymphoma and the treatment wasn’t going well so she was in the palliative care unit, drugged up but thankfully not in pain.
I loved Nanna Lynne, she was family to me, even though we were not biologically related. We had come home from from our summer holiday to say goodbye to her, and Nanna Lynne said the same, giving Helena her Wedding ring, and me a gold bracelet that was a gift from her husband before he died.
I cried that day, not only because Helena and Peggy were loosing family, not because I was loosing Nanna Lynne, but because I was given a material possession that should have belonged to the immediate family. In the 17 that I had lived, no one had ever so gracefully told me I was family.
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Helena rates No one is this for me{ Rachael Shelley can rate any where with me} She and the rest are Bettes family and the love that they show her. Bette is very lucky. How lucky,when she mets Tina on Momday her whole world will change. for the good I hope. thanks so much for posting
I didn’t get a chance to comment before you posted again, so here I am quickly this time! I really like the relationship between Bette and Helena. Very close and loving. I still don’t understand the others, why they have such an opinion on what Bette does. Being caring friends is all well and good, but there is caring, and then there is trying to control someone else’s life, and no one, not the friends and not Kit, has the right to do that. Now, in regard to this checkup, what would it show that the checkup and tests she had earlier, when she had pneumonia, didn’t show?
Hi, sweet Deean! What an spectacular update! Now we know a bit more about the deep friendship that exists between Bette and Helena. Indeed they are more like family. Apparently, Helena knows Bette MORE than B herself. Hahaha As for the gathering at the Planet, it will be the chance to rekindle with all her friends. Alice was a hoot. Dana, always shy, but cute and Shane, honest as usual. It is a truly heartfelt reunion that Bette needs at this particular difficult time of her life. Can’t wait for your next post. No shout outs needed. Your writing is the BEST treat. PPS Hugs & kisses on both your cheeks.- Lucero & Marsha (Proud Salsa Aunties to the ever loving JC and Eunichick)
Hello My Most Beautiful Dee… “The essence of true friendship is to make allowances for another’s little lapses.”- David Storey; I think this best describes the love that exists between both Helena and Bette is has a purity and a delicate nature to it… but it is stern and full of history so it is easy to understand one being hurt by being left out in the cold so to speak… I am so happy that Helena has taken the bull by the horn and is forcing this check up… if for no other reason then to set my heart at ease if Bette is all well… Bette and Helena playing dress up was so cute… “My god, I am 3 years old’ that is so freaking cute and the warm and caviler welcome that they offer her is a sure sign of a family coming together in support of those they love… the back story between Bette and Nanna Lynne brought back so many memories from my own past… I sit her caressing my grandmothers gold Cross which was the only thing besides her old Lemonade container that I took upon her passing which I will celebrate the 3rd anniversary of tomorrow… yay… I love celebrating life and immersing myself in these memories that you have so passionately evoked with your words… love and hugs, Always and Forever, JC (Latin Nephew to those Salsa Angels and ever loving Cuzzie to the ever talented Eunichick)
Thanks for the update. This one was different but very needed. I, too, think there is something medical that needs to be discovered about Bette and she is too scared to go to the doctor to find out what it is and I guess I would be also.The thing about the grmother, Nanna Lynne made me think of my grmother also. A very touching part of the story. Thanks for posting. PPS
Thanks for the update. This one was different but very needed. I, too, think there is something medical that needs to be discovered about Bette and she is too scared to go to the doctor to find out what it is and I guess I would be also.The thing about the grmother, Nanna Lynne made me think of my grmother also. A very touching part of the story. Thanks for posting. PPS
I am so glad that Helena confronted Bette. That is true friendship. I can’t wait for more…pps
how i love your stories! thanks for the updates. I’m glad to be part of Bette’s mind. I’m so intrigued by her yet as a reader I’m privy to her thoughts. Strange and lovely dichotomy. Love it
Such an emotional chapter and what a beautiful friendship between Bette and Helena. I’m saddened by Bette’s feelings of inadequacy and her apparent lack of feeling loved. Her memory that no one had so gracefully told her that she was family was heartbreaking. I’m not understanding the constant digs and lack of support from her friends, though. Glad to read that you’re working on your other story. Look forward to the next chapters.