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    The Fast and Fevered Fall – Chapter Twenty Eight

    “You’re sure that you want to hear this?” asked Tina, still doubtful.

    “I don’t think that we can move on unless I do.”

    “But why now?”

    “Why not now?”

    “Because we’re at the opening of your new exhibition.” said Tina, thinking that Bette must have lost her mind.

    “James can handle a few buyers. He doesn’t need me for that.” replied Bette, brushing off Tina’s concerns.

    “OK, if you really want to hear what I have to say then I think that we should sit down.” said Tina, pointing to the couch that ran down the side of Bette’s office.

    They sat down besides each other with Bette taking Tina’s hand again. Bette turned it over so that she could see Tina’s palm, frowning at what she saw there.

    “I knew that cut would leave a scar.”

    “I wasn’t treating myself very well at that time and then it only got worse once I went away. I thought that if I ran away from everything that meant something to me then I could start a new life. I know differently now. Running away solves nothing, and then I got to the point where I was drinking so much to forget about my problems that the drink became a problem all of it’s own.”

    “I know that this is going to sound naïve but couldn’t you stop yourself?”

    “I wanted to Bette, more than anything. I had this constant internal battle raging within me. I knew that drinking wasn’t going to solve anything but I was addicted. I craved, no wait a minute, I still crave that first buzz that alcohol can give me, and then there’s the knowledge that if I drink enough then everything else fades away into insignificance, and that’s all I wanted, to be able to think about nothing. Not about you or Angelica and how much damage I had done to the both of you, not about Henry or Helena and how much I had used them. I wanted to think about nothing and the only way that I could get there was to drink. I know that sounds scary but that was the way it was, for so long. I finally worked out the reason why I moved to San Francisco, and it had everything to do with knowing that I could drink as much as I liked and I would never have to explain it to anyone, least of all you.

    Comments

    1. That was like… I’m speechless. I really didn’t expect that to happen so soon, for them to try starting again. That was so tenderly done, and really so well-written… I’m just like, really pleased, sitting here with this little goofy smile on my face. So yeah, I’ll shut up now and just wrap up by saying that was a great chapter, citygirl.

    2. So well written and so sensitive to the subject. Bette is right: one day at a time. Sometimes one minute at a time. Thanks this story–it’s a tough subject to write about. Lin

    3. You could end it there and I’d be happy, knowing that they were going to try, really try….now pls don’t burst my bubble and throw something different at me…..Please!!!

    4. Absolutely Stunning! I totally loved it! Do you read stories sometimes and wish you had written a certain sentence from it – I do and I did – “Just wanting to revel in the silence that this moment was bringing her after the noise of her loneliness…”

    5. I so agree with Jobadge. That was the one sentence that leapt from the page and made me say “damn, that was good”. I did wish I had written it but then again I’d have to write a story. And I don’t see that happening anytime soon. So I’ll just plagiarize. ;-)Keep’em coming. It’s wonderful.

    6. So nice the way you’ve woven past and present together to bring us to this point and some hope for the future after dredging us through a cesspool of a past. Well that, may be a bit harsh towards the bartender, she seemed OK, but you know what I mean. So are we just going forward from here?

    7. As always, this and the previous chapter has been marvolous. I thought this was the story we talked about. I eagerly await more from you. You always seem to leave me on the edge of my seat! Good job.

    8. Thanks for posting City…Bette has such a beautiful heart. She is showing Tina that she is there for her…that even though this is technically her night…she is there for her woman. You captured this so well. I am sure they are still gonna take it slow…but at least they know they are both going slow in the right direction.

    9. IM STUNN! this was !!! im speechless.. om glad tina telling bette about the things going on and bette listeing and putting her family 1st.p.p.s. great job

    10. Damn awesome, that was beautiful and love it. This is what we waiting for and happy that they are back together again and can’t wait to see more. Post soon please, thanks!

    11. CityGirl, That was brilliant. I loved the attitude of all the gals in their desire to protect Bette and Tina while trying to softly push them together again. Helena was a star; supporting Tina yst pushing her towards recovery. Kit just said it like it is and gave Tina some much needed advice as how Bette was reacting to this recent reunion. Finally Bette demonstrated how much she had changed her priorities and was now just there for Tina even though other previously mire pressing engagements were occurring stimultaneously in the gallery. Bette’s gift was the perfect final note is wiping the slate clean and also looking towards writing a future together. Adorable and hopeful. Thank you for putting a smile on my face for the rest of the day. Now if only Season 4 could do the same. Yes, I do live in hope. Much gratitude for this delightful and inspirational story. You are a talented and skilled writer. Your Loyal Fan.

    12. Holy fricken crap, that was amazing!I truly believe that was the best chappy yet.I pretty much had tears of joy!You could feel their emotions.Well done City. I guess I needed to be patient, cause things are definatly moving foreward! PPS

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