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    Something so right – chapter ten

     

    For the first time in what felt like over 25 years Bette suddenly heard her mother’s voice in her head. It took her a few seconds to recognise the voice but Bette’s mom had spoken with a slightly shaking Chicago accent. The memory came flooding back to Bette. Eight year Bette Porter had been struck with stage fright before a play – her mom had walked her to school and her last words to her daughter had been

     

    “ To be brave doesn’t take courage Elizabeth – it’s about being sure of yourself and knowing you are good enough “

     

    Bette was genuinely shocked at hearing her mother’s voice. The woman who had given her life but soon walked out on her and her father. Her mother leaving had always seemed to Bette to be the point when her father turned against her. She was too like her mother – the same looks and the same streak of stubbornness. Bette felt tears in her eyes -was this some sort of sign ? Was this an omen – her mother – the woman she remembered so little about suddenly came into Bette’s mind when she was faced with the first crisis with Tina -the first woman she had fallen in love with. Bette couldn’t ignore this – she knew that she was good enough for Tina. She knew that she could make Tina happy and that Tina did make her happy. Bette wanted to be happy and settled with one woman – the woman who was probably cursing her in the kitchen.

     

    Bette stood up and washed her hands before looking at herself in the mirror

     

     

    “I am better than Eric -I am better than any man. Tina is worth fighting for – hell Tina is worth shedding blood for “

     

    Bette walked back to the kitchen she could hear Tina’s voice

     

    “Fuck off Eric – how many times do I have to tell you that I am not interested in you. No – no – listen to me – no — SHUT UP YOU STUPID ASS. Stop calling me – I mean this – stop ringing me – do not keep up with these pathetic messages on my answer phone. No – no – I am not pretending that I don’t want you – I don’t fucking well want you “

    Comments

    1. Sweet, glad to hear you will be focusing on this one. They are so freaking adorable together. Balancing each other out. Can’t wait until they move it up a notch. Plus, they have so many other things to deal with: friends, Tina outing herself at work and with family, people possibly not getting that Bette is taken. PPS.

    2. I am thrilled that Bette stopped herself from running. And I love that they opened up some more to one another especially Bette. I totally love assertive I will kick your ass Tina. I am still a bit worried about Eric though.

    3. Wonderfully written – as always with you, talented author. I just love the way you slowly bring our dearest two together, falling deeper for each other with each new chapter. The pace is perfect and fully respect their growning emotions and thoughts. Thank you so much for this new jewel, Ally ! ^_^

    4. Wow Ally bravo that was a great chapter, I just loved it, Bette and Tina are so right for each other, keep the chapters coming friend, thankx. Love

    5. Such a wonderful chapter with Bette dealing with her feelings and even sharing them with Tina – loving this story. Can’t say it enough how much I appreciate your writing and the fact that you share it with us.

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