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    The Journey 45

     

    Bette

    I drive and drive and drive and finally end up at a destination. How ironic I think, since I am destinationless now in life. I sit on the damp sand in my designer suit, true to my new self I have taken off my shoes and let my hair down. I have watched the sun go down, my favourite pass time, the brilliant colours and the eventual darkness that comes. I fall onto my back into the sand and simultaneously laugh and cry because I do not know which is better to do. I laugh wickedly, kind of like my life, I do not know what to do, should I stay or should I go, should I speak or should I stay silent. I look at the stars that are appearing and notice for the first time that I have spilt scotch all over my hand, arm and suit. Oh well, not much left anyway. I hear the waves slowly crashing and I sit up on my elbows and immediately feel sad. I used to listen to them with Tee, it used to bring me so much peace. In the only good decision I make today I decide to call a taxi to take me home. I’ll collect the car tomorrow, if it’s still here.

     

    Tina

    It’s after 10pm and I have called all the local hospitals and Bette is not there. Panic is starting to set in. Bette, where are you I say out loud. I hear the door open. I rush to meet it.

    Bette: “Hey Tee” I say sadly with no life or effort.

    Tina: I smell it immediately, the smell of liquor is oozing out of Bette’s pours. “Bette, are you drunk, oh my God what happened, you didn’t drive did you, where have you been, I have been calling everywhere..”

    Bette: I flop on the couch. “Worried were you Tee?”

    Tina: “BETTE” I raise my voice, “you could have called. I was expecting you at 6.30pm.”

    Bette: “Yeah” I say lazily “sorry.”

    Tina: “I can see how sorry you are.” And I push Bette’s legs off the couch to make her sit up.

    Bette: “So, what’s been happening while I’ve been away?”

    Tina: “Been away? Bette, what the hell is wrong with you?”
    Bette: “Nothing, I’m just being interested in your day, I mean what did you do all day, must be boring around here.”

    Tina: “What? What are you talking about?”

    Bette: “Being stuck here with Laurel, doing house duties.”

    Tina: “Bette, it’s fine, I am working part time.”

    Bette: “That’s right.” I say with renewed interest. “Work part time, from home, on the computer.” As I start to struggle to put full sentences together.

    Tina: I look at Bette incredulously. “Is that what this is about, me working with Helena?  I thought that was all agreed and behind us. There is nothing and I mean nothing between us”

    Bette: I wave my hand around “OK, OK, I know, believe me, I know.”

    Tina: I am still none the wiser and I am not likely to get any sense out of Bette tonight. I make my way to the kitchen and slam her plate on the table. “I am going to bed. After you’ve eaten Bette, you might like to say goodnight to your daughter who waited up for you to get home.” I make my way to the bedroom and firmly close the door.

    Bette: “Your child” I whisper. I throw my head back onto the couch. The headache is already setting in. Those damn cigarettes. I push myself off the couch and look at my burnt unappealing dinner. I turn my nose up at it. I have two full glasses of water and two aspirin. I make my way to our bedroom and carelessly throw my clothes off and onto the ground. I get into bed and snuggle up behind Tina wrapping both arms around her. I start to kiss the back of her neck as I gently push her hair up. I reach around and touch her right breast. In a second Tina has turned to face me and although it is dark I can her facial expression.

    Tina: “You are fucking kidding, aren’t you Bette?” I give her my best ‘don’t you dare voice.’

    Bette: “Anything but” I hold firm.

     

     

     

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    Comments

    1. Oh my God I love where you are going with this. I am so happy to have a Bette that isn’t the wet dishrag that IC has made her out to be this year. Thank you Thank you Thank you

    2. damn the drama, bring o the confrontation, DAMN LET IT BE GOOD!!!!!!!!!! Confronting someone while you’re having sex with them is kind of a turn on and NOT!!!!!!!!! Can’t wait for the next episode, HOPEFULLY IT’L BE REALLY, REALLY SOON!!!!!!

    3. Get it out in the open,ask Tina about the cypersex and get it over with. Staying angry and trying to punish Tina is just going to hurt Bett more. thanks

    4. You know what I love about your stories you take risks – I too hope this doesn’t get ugly but I want Bette to stand up to Tina and yet I’m not sure Bette really knows what’s going on yet.

    5. Forgive me for getting a little turned on from them arguing while Bette is kissing Tina. Bring on the confrontation. At least it’s communication.

    6. Bette needs to talk to Tina about what happened on the computer. Drinking and taking out her anger on poor James isn’t going to do well for her at all.

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