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“No, no, Aah ain’t gonna lie to you…please…stop…please…”
“Tina! Sweetie, wake up!” Bette shakes Tina violently.
Tina’s eyes wide open, she struggles away from Bette. Her head again is burning like hell, her hands clutching her head, panting like a horse, night sweating drenched her body, her white skins are even paler. Tina’s whole body is shaking, she’s kneeling on the ground, her muscles are in pain, a cold shiver runs through her entire body, poking her burning brain.
“Tina…Tina!” Bette rushes beside the blonde, holding her.
“Med…I need my med…”
“Okay…okay…tell me where it is.”
Bette rushes into Tina’s study room, she jumps across the huge desk, kicks away the chair, rummages through drawers to drawers, almost turn over the entire desk. A commonplace item catches her eyes, it is a syringe with some weird liquid in it, but she has no time for a second thought, Bette grabs it and sprints to Tina.
“T…T…here…it’s the med…”
Tina quickly takes the needle from Bette, pulls out a rubber tube and skillfully uses one hand and her mouth to tie it on her left hand. Soon, the vein popped upon her arm. Tina’s shaky hand holds the injection tool tightly, almost crumble the glass into pieces. With her trembling hand, she slowly brings it near to her blood vessel.
Bette gently strokes Tina’s hair, pressing a light kiss on her temple.
Right before she inserted the needle, Bette’s voice comes up.
“T…go on, you’re almost there, you can do it…”
Tina stops, when the cold tiny blade touches her skin, she suddenly frozen.
Bette…Bette is here…being with her…she cannot let her down…
Watching the brown liquid floating, Tina clenching her jaws, tears falling from her cheek.
Her mind and her heart are facing a serious the battle within herself, she looks at the med with repulsion, feeling some vehement power that was struggling within her. Bette frowns at her lovers’ strange act. The med is right in her hand, what is she doing?
Tina looks at the syringe, and back to Bette, she takes a deep breath.
“Smash it.” Tina says as she pushes the needle back to Bette.
“What?” Bette thinks she didn’t hear right.
“Crush it! Now!” Tina yells.