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Round n Round We Go (Ch.16)
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Chapter Sixteen
I sat still against the board of the large bed. Large, but cold, and not at all inviting. Sleep wouldn’t come to me in spite of the lingering soreness from the long time flight all the way from China to the States and the effect of jet lag. Clearly, I forgot to pack the pills for my flight. An idiotic mistake, that was. “Siri, give me the time.” I commanded the artificial intelligent device that should be lodged in the wall beside my night stand. But there was no response and it finally came to me that I was not at my house in Beijing, or New York, or Paris… I was in grandmother’s guest room. I forced myself to remember to anchor one in this room, but then I debated and questioned the practicability of it. It was not like that I would stay too long in this place, was it?
In the silvery streaming moonlight, I walked out to the garden, sat down on the brink of the brick road and lit a cigarette. Grandmother would absolutely frown at me if she were here, I shook my head and imagined the old wrinkled face showing her continual disapproval. I couldn’t blame her. I failed her as a granddaughter. I abandoned lots of my responsibility in managing the household. She wished me to become a kind person, a philanthropist like my mother, but I was aware that it all turned out differently, under the influence of my autocratic father, I became a meticulous dominator, a brutal conquerer, a typical cold blood businesswoman.
I took another deep breath out of the lit cigarette. The smoke quickly filled in my lungs. I felt it burn and sting. Then I noticed my hand was shaking. It came again. Lately, it had been shaking involuntarily more and more often. I always believed it was my addiction to nicotine. I dared not think of any other possibilities. No, it couldn’t be… I couldn’t have it…
My mind was doing funny things to me, in the white smoke I was breathing in and out, I heard laughing, talking, crying, whispering, moaning from the most distant memories. There was me, the younger version of me, drunk with happiness, high with orgasms, then there was her, cold skin, soft lips, and mildly shining hazel eyes.
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I know what you’re thinking. It’s just complicated, sad, messy.
But it’s inevitable. For Bette, she sometimes can be very stubborn, so that she could protect herself but also be oblivious to other things.
Let’s just say that the emotions are waking up.
And you are probably worried for her well-being. She’s shown quite the dangerous syndromes. You’ll see what I have stored for the future.
I’ll try not to be away for too long.
Peace.
So sad how things have gotten for Bette. Glad that the three had a good evening together. I love this story! Thank you!
That was a good evening. I couldn’t help but grin every time I picture Bette with the kid. She can be a little childish sometimes too, but she has the potential as a great mother.
Thank you for reading. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Very sad, indeed! And something is telling me that Bette’s hand tremors and headaches are the signs that something is really, really wrong with her brain… I can’t even utter the ‘C’ Word, I hope I’m mistaken..
Nicely done, though! Can’t wait to read more.
Oh my god you’re commenting on my story! I loooove yours!
Ah, don’t worry, I don’t have the gut to give Bette such a sickness, She’s not well that’s true. But I’ll fix it too.
Thank you so much for the support! It’s a lot coming from a writer I admire.
I want Bette to release all her anger at Tina and go off, just get it out her system because honestly I feel like Bette, I honestly dont think its fair that everyone is all nice with Tina when clearly she destroyed her lover heart and betrayed they’re blood, all of plan to extort money or whatever and now she’s happy cool laiding with the family argh! why do Bette always get the pain in these stories argh!..oh I know because she care about Tina more than herself I need Alpha Bette with Tina and mama Bette with Michaelangelo…but then a happy ending when its all said and done haha..I cant wait for their conversation
Your wish is my command. :) Bette’s angry, she is, no matter how hard she tries to not show that in front of her son, she’s gonna lose it when she and Tina are alone.
She just needs a trigger…
You’ll see how she gets worked up, and release the emotion all together.
Thanks for commenting! I always love your comments.
Sad very sad. Thx for your post!
It is, sad indeed. Thank you for the comment. Please continue to read!
This is sad wish they can talk and work thing out. Glad they have a good time and hope to see more of it. Please post more, thanks
I think there’s a lot that had happened, and when neither one of them intended to talk about the past, more issues build up and when one of them lose their cool, it’s gonna be some avalanche.
Thanks for commenting!
You have me worried about Bette, looks like she is serious ill.
Loved the dinner with them.
I hope they will talk soon and get this mess out of the way and start the family they are to supposed to be.
Bette is not well, I could tell you. But not so badly ill.
Her health issue is what I’m going to write about later. Now they have a lot of issues to work out.
I like the idea of starting a family again. Yet, it’s not gonna be easy. I am working on it!
Thank you for reading. I hope you’ll enjoy more.