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    The Roommates: Chapter Six

    What in the ***** is going on with her?, Bette wondered. Well, I guess thats it for Italian. Tina, let me get up and turn out the lights. Ill be right back, okay?

    Tina reluctantly let go of the vice grip she had on the caramel colored woman beside her. Within seconds, Bette had returned and she wrapped her arms around Tina once again. Tinas back was against Bettes chest and Tina grasped onto Bettes arms. They lay there in silence for 10 minutes and Bette thought Tina had fallen asleep. Bette had felt herself drifting as it was.

    I feel like such an idiot, said Tina.

    Cuz you had a bad dream?, asked Bette.

    Cuz Im acting like a two-year old. I didnt mean to pull you away from studying. I was just so freaked out. That dream seemed so real.

    What was it about?

    Tina hesitated. Bette, Ill tell you but I dont want you to take it the wrong way. Its just a dream, right?

    Bette was confused and half asleep, Whatever you say, T.

    In my dream, we were together. You and me. We had a life together, Bette. And then suddenly, we got caught in this riot and everybody was attacking us. And then the rioters turned into my family members and then my dad pulled out a gun and he shot you and then he laughed. Everyone just laughed. I kept trying to get you to wake up and you wouldnt wake up and then the scene flipped. I was at your funeral and I was the only one there. I was so sad and then I looked down at you. You were in this coffin and I just started screaming. I was just so scared. It felt so real.

    Bette was suddenly wide awake. In your dream, we were together? We were a couple?

    Tina laughed nervously. Yeah. Wouldnt that be something? But, it was just a dream. Only a dream.

    And would you be that sad if something happened to me?, asked Bette.

    Tina was quiet for a moment and then she said, Yeah, Bette, I would. Id be really torn up. Thats why I was so upset when I woke up.

    Comments

    1. hey hey…it’s against THE L-WORD RELIGION to stop right here….u are on probation….but if you post another chapter or 2 tonight…you will be honored and taken off of probation…take it or leave it….Morethansatisfied…

    2. Hey girl..think of our poor hearts..imagine leaving us with a cliffy like that!!! …now puhleasseee post soon…and yes..i love this story and ur awesome…great work…

    3. Poor Bette, I have a feeling Tina is going to give her the I’m not ready for this speech. And lets not forget that Eric is coming. I feel drama in the air.

    4. I kept thinking as I was reading the girls admission of love that at the end of the chapter it was going to be all a dream. So glad it wasn’t. Loved that Bette was bold with asking Tina how she felt. But I am so dense because if someone called me baby and told me to embrace my sexuality I wouldn’t have thought anything of it. However, Tina’s dream, I would have definately picked up on that. I guess your Bette just has good gaydar. Beautiful writing by the way.

    5. Damn you woman!!! You are now the new queen of cliffhangers…get your gorgeous butt…I can only assume… back here and continue! Love this story!!!

    6. Oh Yea….you are on a roll…Instead of 7 years in a relationship…why not 20? I have a couple of friends that have been together since high school and they are now in their early fifties. How often does one find the love of their life so young and stay together for the rest of their lives? You can tell by the way they look at each other, the spart that brought them together is still there. Awesome

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