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    She will be loved

     

    Casey and Stacey? Really?… well why am I surprised?… just look at her… and her dyed blonde… great curls… bitch… Tina’s head would not take a break.

     

    “Ohh wow… don’t do your victory dance just yet… the thing is we were just thinking about heading for the beach… but maybe… later?” Bette asked with a begging smile.

     

    “Okay… we’ll be waiting… same place as usual” Kate said while she started turning around towards the door. “And of course all of you girls are invited if you want”

     

    “Thanks” They said in unison.

     

    “Oh and Bette?” Kate turned around to fully face the brunette before reaching the door.

     

    “Mmh?” Bette innocently said.

     

    “Make sure you bring those sexy shorts of yours…” she said while biting her bottom lip, trying to look innocent but naughty at the same time and pretty much succeeding at it. “You know, just for luck… see you later to do some ass kicking” And with that she left.

     

    Yours is the ONLY ass that will get kicked today, bitch! Jesus… what am I? Twelve? What’s wrong with me? But unknown to her, Tina’s face was showing what she was thinking for anyone to read, anyone who would know her enough.

     

    LA – Summer 2002

     

    Tina woke up to find Bette staring at her.

     

    “Good morning” She whispered.

     

    “Good morning” Bette replied with a sigh.

     

    “Something wrong?” Tina frowned afraid of what may be going through Bette’s head and most importantly for how long.

     

    Bette remained silent for a few seconds, looking away from those amazingly beautiful hazel ones she loved all her adult life.

     

    “The answer to that question… is not that simple… but I can assure you T… there’s nothing wrong with your sleeping habits… well maybe for some occasional snoring… other than that… but you always did that when you were drunk” Bette softly smiled.

     

    “Ohh really? Hhhmmm… And when was I drunk and sleeping with you?”

     

    Bette’s demeanour changed drastically, remembering the last special occasion in which those two events occurred. Tina saw the deep sad expression crossing the brunette’s face and mentally kicked herself for not remembering it before the question escaped her lips.

     

    She understood right at that moment that they were in for a long, painful talk.

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