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    Provocations – The Aftermath

    "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, FUCK YOU," Tina shrieked. She continued to swing her arms in an effort to inflict physical pain.
    Bette was finally able to overpower her, falling onto the bed with Tina underneath, face down. She had to do it. She had no choice. Tina had left her with no choice. Bette was able to completely control Tina’s movements from this vantage point.
    "Fuck you," Tina sobbed, her voice muffled by being pressed into the surface of the bed.
    Bette brought Tina’s hands above her head and was unrelenting in the force she used to pin her to the bed.
    "I love you," Bette repeated, leaning in to kiss Tina’s neck. 
    As much as she struggled to free herself, Tina remained helplessly motionless. The sobs wracked her body. She couldn’t even work a hand free from Bette’s grasp.
    "I love you," Bette said.
    "No," Tina whimpered, her rage starting to give way to exhaustion, still face down under the force of Bette’s will.
    Bette released one of Tina’s hands, reached for the top of her dress and ripped it open before leaning in to kiss Tina’s back.
    "No," Tina repeated again.
    Bette forced Tina’s wrists to the bed with one of her hands. The tears streamed down her face as her free hand ran over the skin of Tina’s side, kissing as she caressed down her body.
    "I’m sorry," Bette’s emotions threatened to keep her from being able to speak.
    "God," Tina sobbed. "No."
    "You have to believe that I love you," Bette whispered. She moved her hand between Tina’s legs as the apologies and words of love reverberated in the air between them. 
    "Stop it," Tina screamed again, and this time responded with a strength she didn’t know she possessed, rolling onto her back, yet still trapped underneath Bette. She was able to pull Bette’s hand from between her legs in her struggle.
    Bette regained control of her arms, which weakened Tina’s resolve to fight slightly. Bette cried harder as their physical confrontation continued.
    "Stop it!" Bette slammed Tina’s arms onto the surface of the bed. "Stop it!"
    "Fuck you!"
    The words barely left Tina before Bette’s mouth was on hers. Tina’s cries withered against the crushing force of the kiss. Her fight was gone. Sadness became the predominant emotion.
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