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Oasis Part 9
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Helena smiled at me, a smile not of happiness but of frustration. “No, fuck you Bette. Fuck you for knowingly ignoring the signs. We’ve been here before, but you are still dancing around it like it’s nothing.” Kicking the glass, she sprayed the shards through the room. “Fuck you.”
Shaking her head, she stormed into the room, pushing myself back into the lounge. “Do not talk. Listen.” She ordered, sitting on the table in front of the lounge. “I have an appointment for you, tomorrow, for you to have your check-up a few days early. You will,” she punctuated with a slap on my thigh “attend. I will drive you, and hold your hand.”
I nodded, whispering a soft okay while I rubbed my face, trying to wake up. I was so tired still.
Gently, Helena pulled my hands from my face as she transferred herself to the lounge beside me, resting my hands in her lap. “I know you’re scared Bells.” She said, holding my hands – her thumbs stroking the back of it. “So am I.”
That admission made me feel so guilty, were my friends, my family as scared as I was? Could they be? I hadn’t intended to freak them out, I really didn’t think it was anything more then the months I spent n the middle of nowhere, on limited supplies and sometimes eating in the homes of the people I met… Nothing more then pneumonia and jetlag.
Maybe Helena was right and I am lying to myself. I;m just not ready to stop yet. Not yet.
“Bells,” Helena said, her voice hushed and sad. “We’ve never been alone in anything love, why would that start now?”
I pulled her into a hug, burying my face into her hair. “Thank you.”
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We managed to skip lunch, much to Helena’s displeasure, so after another afternoon siesta she made us both an early supper. One of the things that many people didn’t know about Helena was that she was a fantastic cook. She could have cooked professionally, if she wanted too, but she loved her job.
Right now, she was creating chicken, honey and lemon soup. It was one of my most favourite comfort foods, and it has been since she first cooked it for me when I was 10. I’d spent a couple of days throwing up and I needed to eat something, so Helena cooked me the one thing that she knew I could probably keep down.
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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.