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    Soul Mates – Chapter 2

    That’ll teach you to taunt me you jerk
    "Tina, open the door" Came Bette’s muffled voice from the other side of the door.
    She knocked again as Tina started to hum while she began to chop up some onions.
    "I’m not kidding, Tina. Open the door right now"
    Tina snorted and started humming louder, Or you’ll what?
    Several moments later, it got really quiet but Tina knew better than to underestimate her wife. That is exactly why she locked all windows except for the one in the bathroom, the smallest and highest of them all. She couldn’t stop the smile from forming on her lips when she heard the faint sound of the bathroom window being opened. She could only imagine the struggle Bette would go endure to fit through the tiny thing. She pictured it all in her mind: Not wanting to dive in face first and the window being too high for feet first, Bette would jump up to the window and stick one leg in, straddling the windowsill as she tried to squeeze the rest of the way through. Only . . the floor was a pretty far way down and there was nothing to stand on so naturally Bette would lose her balance and . . .
    "OW! FUCK!"
    Twist to the side as she fell flat on her back.
    A small laugh escaped Tina as she brought the hand holding the knife to her mouth, covering her lips with the back of her hand. A few moments later, a limping Bette walked into the kitchen as she rubbed her back. Tina had her lips pressed together again as she finished chopping up the onions and mixed them together with the peppers, avoiding the death glare she knew Bette was giving her.
    Tina scooped up the peppers and onions into her hands and began to place them on top of some uncooked steaks inside a pan as Bette slowly approached. Tina felt her heartbeat speed up, her laughter even harder to control as she shadow of her soon-to-be ex wife’s body covered her.

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    1. Hey doll!!!! Awesome update as usual. I’m happy to read that you’re using other villains from the show. I couldn’t stand Adele the most. Maybe Adele could have a part-time job as a poop-scooper for a pig farm or something. Anyway, I wasnt confused by anything. I am like that dog who is just happy to see you when you get home regardless of whether you’re screaming at them to get away. Attention to happiness 😍 thanks Liah!!! Have fun at your quin-I don’t know how to spell it. Make sure you dance with Jane 😝

    2. Hey, despite your long and pretty frequent posts, its never enough for me! I’ve checked a few times today to see if you have posted the next chapter, but alas, not yet…please don’t leave me hanging long. Love the premise and the way you write them. Great story telling, with very believable characters. Lots more please. x

    3. More power to Bette for seeing her “old” Tina in the “new” one, cuz I’d be runnin’ for the hills to get away from her. Yeesh. (Never saw the movie, but I know the premise from friends who did.) You’re making it an entertainingly bumpy ride!

    4. +Loved the chapter. Damn, they still love and want each other very much. Tina knopws she wants Bette and not Helena. Hell, she cringes every time Helena touches her. What more does she need to convince her? To hell with what her parents want, the heart wants what it wants. And that is Bette. Whatever happened to the board they had shells on, did Bette keep it? Thanks for posting.

    5. By some strange coincidence on the day that you posted this chapter, I was at the library returning some dvds and hadn’t planned on getting any to take, but just out of curiousity went down the aisles to see what was on display. And what did I see front and center? You got it, “Sweet Home Alabama.” Since you first posted your story I’d been wanting to watch the movie again. Thx for this latest…I’m curious to find out what you have B doing that’s earned her SO much money!

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