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    Out of Control chapter 15

    OUT OF CONTROL chapter 15

                Shortly after Alice had departed Dr. Wilson arrived giving a through exam. The fainting spell was simply due to exhaustion combined with shock. When she was confident everything was fine for mother and baby Dr. Wilson had given the all clear. Tina would be allowed to go visit with Bette but there were conditions to adhere, too.

    Tina was now sitting on a chair next to Bette’s bed. Currently Bette was sleeping comfortably which was a relief to Tina’s heavy heart. She was so deep in thought she didn’t notice Bette watching her through bleary eyes, “Hey.”

                Tina jumped, “*****, Bette you scare me.”

                “Sorry baby. You’re looking kind of lost over there.”

                “Yeah I guess was wasn’t I? I’m just so relived you’re alright and after the last time I saw you I didn’t think I’d be seeing those baby brown’s again any time soon. How do you feel?”

                “Pretty good”, Bette said watching Tina intently blinking slowly at her

                “You’re not a very good Liar, babe.”

                “Yeah I never really have been but you know the doc does have me on some pretty decent drugs at the moment.”

                “Good tip, nice to know.”

                “So, you like your women high?”

                “I don’t think so. I like my woman to remember what I had done to them to make them scream for more the night before. If you’re high there’s a chance you’re gonna be missing out on some very important events.”

                “You know what baby, I would have to Agree. T what happened to your hand?”

    “Um, well, you have one ***** of grip.”

    “Jesus Christ! I did that to you? I broke your arm?” Bette’s eyes brightened with tears at the realization she had hurt the woman she was trying so desperately to reconnect with. Tina went to her carefully kissing her tears away whispering, “its okay, Baby. I know you didn’t mean to do it.” Tina crawled onto the bed extending her body against Bette’s, “It has been forgiven. Now I want you to go back to sleep and not think about the ridiculously huge hot pink cast. Okay?” Tina carefully placed the cast across Bette’s midsection then covered it with a wooly hospital blanket, “Just pretend it isn’t there.”

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