“Let her go”

            “But, Bette?” she showed her the contract.

            “Just let her go!” she smiled as she grabbed the piece of paper from Alice’s hand and ripped it. She looked at Tina who smiled back. Bette approached her and pulled an arm around her waist, as they made their way toward the couch, where Angie and Marcus were sitting together.

            “So, for how long are you staying?” Tina asked him.

            “Um, actually, I’m leaving tonight?”

            “Tonight?” the kid whined. Tina just shook her head; Bette could’ve slapped him. The little girl stood up and sat on the chair opposite the couch. Giving his father her back.

            “I really hope you’re going to tell her good-bye, this time” Tina said in a stern tone, looking at the man, who just nodded and approached his daughter.

            “Listen baby cakes, daddy really needs to go away, I just can’t stay”

            “But you never stay!” she cried.

            “I know, baby. That’s why I’m telling you this. I’m not good at this, you deserve someone who no matter what will stay with you and give you all the love you deserve. And I think you already found that person” he sighed. Tina looked at Bette, who swallowed and looked down at the floor.

            “You will always be my favorite girl” his voice cracked, “I love you, good-bye” he said as he gave her a little peck on her forehead. He quickly approached the door, without looking back. Bette and Tina silently cursing him for hurting their little girl once more time. Angelica was there, crying and calling for her dad and without giving Tina or Bette the time to react, she rushed out the house, trying to reach Marcus. The two women quickly followed her and a huge sense of fear crossed Tina’s body, “Oh my God she’s following the car!”

            “Angie!” Bette called her name, “Angie, please stop!” she ran as fast as she could in order to get to her. Tina was right behind her; hoping that nothing was going to happen to her little girl. Then she heard a deafening noise, the noise tires do when you press the brake. She closed her eyes, fearing for the worse. Then silence… she opened them and she looked at Marcus’ car turn away, and Bette sat on the ground holding Angelica. A car right next to them which its own driver managed to stop.