Fan Fiction
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Planning
Tina realized Bette hadn’t done an Artist Dinner since the cluster with Catherine Meyers. And she was sure the only reason why she agreed to this Artist Dinner was because it was KiKi Smith. She was also certain that Bette was dealing with a lot of emotions right now and probably not dealing with them well. Fuuuuuuck!
“Al, Liz is working on a plan and we are going to need your help.”
“She’s not going to make it easy on you, Tee.”
“I know. I can’t lose her. I won’t lose her and I will do whatever it takes to win her back.”
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Bette drove home from her sister’s in silence. Her emotions raw. Kit did the best that she could to soothe her little sister before she left. But the only person who could truly calm her down in this state was Tina. The realization of this made the tears spill over again. She changed into her swimsuit as soon as she got home. She needed to swim to clear her head.
Her tears mixed with the water in the pool. With each lap, Kit’s words replayed in her mind. Baby Girl, there’s only one thing that cuts across all our realities. Love, the bridge between all our differences. And you have so much love in your life. People make mistakes. The people we love can sometimes hurt us. Y’all lost a baby. You were both in so much pain. She didn’t handle it well. It was fucked up the way she handled it. But you didn’t handle it great either. I know she loves you and I know you love her. Why are you trying to tear down that bridge? Why?”
Bette decided Tina was the one tearing down that bridge. Not her. Was she supposed to jump now that Tina was ready to talk? Tina was the one who left. Tina was the one who ran away. And this wasn’t the first time. It was going to take more than an attempted phone call for Bette to come around. Tina ran for the hills the second it got hard. Maybe she didn’t love her after all.
Bette swam faster, trying to outrun her emotions. The tears replaced by anger.
She didn’t realize how long she’d been swimming until she heard a faint, familiar voice screaming her name, muffled by the water.
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