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The Power of Good-bye
“She’s your daughter” she utters. This is the only good thing I heard from her in a long time. It almost gives me peace. But that’s all. She isn’t stopping me or trying to apologize. Nothing. It’s really over. It’s like what is happening right now is the most normal thing ever. It’s like she doesn’t even care about trying to explain her actions.
There’s, really, nothing else to try.
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Chapter
I pray to God that it won’t be long
I slowly make my way out of the house. I only share a brief glance with Tina before approaching my car. I enter the vehicle and after giving the house one last look I start the engine and head to Kit’s. I drive, but my sight is blurred from the tears that don’t stop forming in my eyes. It’s like my body is finally and completely releasing my soul. Tears don’t seem to want to stop and I don’t bother to dry my face. I don’t even realize I reached my destination.
I approach the door of Kit’s place and knock. It is barely audible but somehow Kit managed to hear it. She opens the door and by the look on her face I can tell I don’t look very well. She doesn’t utter a word, she just pulls me into a tight hug and I break down again “I lost her, Kit. I lost her” and I sob like I never did before.
I just woke up at the sound of the kettle. It’s taking a little time to focus and realize where I am. I look around, “Oh right” and reality hits me. I am at Kit’s. I probably broke down and now I’m sleeping in her bed. How nice. I’m falling down further. And nothing and no one seems to be able to catch me. I’m not even able to catch myself. My body is sore. I slept but I haven’t been able to rest; my mind is too busy trying to erase the bad things I’m going through. I feel like I ran a fucking marathon. I just wonder for how long I will be living like this. It’s exhausting. I quickly snap out of my thoughts when I hear the door opening.
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Wow you wrote such a wonderful and beautiful story here. It is in a very sad way though. I would very like to see more of it. Please post more.
I’m glad you liked it. As I already said, I was thinking(and I’m pretty sure I will) about writing a sequel, but I’m working on something else at the moment.
I won’t forget about this one, though. Thank you!
Painful, beautiful just totally amazing writing. You have the talent to make us feel Bette’s anguish through your extraordinary writing. It requires a sequel.
Your words just made my day. My intent it’s to let you all feel the emotions of the characters and I’m happy I managed to do just that. Thank you, a lot!
hey, dear! So, you do not you write it to the end of this story for that: “to be continued.” This was one of my favorites, what you wrote, and I was hoping it turns out that was Bette hallucinating or was the reality she saw?
but I understand you.
as I was once told, this is amazing story, with its painful way.
please continue soon :-)
It was so painful to read, how ever you did write it so good. I could really feel the pain Bette is feeling.
I hope you will write the sequel.
Call it weird, but i read this one more than once, before i decided to leave a comment.
I know somebody who wanted to commit suïcide, so for me it’s hard to read.
But like i already said, it’s beautiful written.
Just read this again and it’s still so painful, but written so very well. Please don’t let this be the end of Bette….write a sequel. :)
I always felt that was Bette problem, she love Tina more than she love herself and that’s not good. Tina treated bette horribly even though she cheated on her but with everything Tina did nobody deserves that kind of pain especially if that person is already broken…smh so sad