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The Telling
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"I love you too," I whispered, before kissing her jaw and nuzzling into her neck.
It was only when I felt the wetness against my temple that I realized she was crying. Pulling back, I looked at her, eyes tight shut against the tears squeezing out of the corners, trickling down her face. She gulped and let out a slow breath of hurt, her mouth tugged downwards in sorrow. I moved to take her into my arms and she allowed me to hold her, resting her head on my shoulder as she cried into my chest, her body jerking with my own as I too, subsided into the chasm of separation and allowed myself to cry. If I could offer comfort, then that, at least, would be enough for now.
I listened to her breathing return to normal, her chest rising and falling in my peripheral vision as she reached out once with her tongue to lick her now dry lips. I inhaled her scent, closing my eyes and allowing it to speed dizzily through my head, working its way down to my gut and lying there with the resilience that had always characterized her commitment to me.
She mumbled something in that sleepy post-coital manner that I adored so much, her drawl linking words together in a nonsense outburst before she clapped a hand to her head and pushed back some damp hair from her temple.
"Oh God…" she sighed, rubbing at her eyes, now red and puffy from tears.
"I know," I murmured, a faint smile playing over my lips that I tried to suppress but couldn’t.
"No." she pushed herself up with one arm and attempted to extricate herself from my leaden body, lain over hers. "No – dammit Bette, I need to get up."
I moved to one side, worry nagging at the edge of my mind and watched as she surveyed the scene of destruction, her skirt still bunched up around her waist and the rest of our clothes thrown carelessly onto the floor. With a sigh, she pursed her lips and swung her legs over the side of the bed, reaching down onto the floor for her crumpled tank top.
"*****," she sighed, shaking her head. I gazed at her naked back and frowned in confusion as she rubbed a weary hand over her face. "*****!" she said again, this time a little louder. Gathering up her underwear, she turned her back on me while dressing, as though she was a nervous bride. Unsettled, I pushed myself up onto one hand, leaning towards her across the bed.
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gaymo, your writing is exceptional. Great job!
Gaymo, very nice, as good as the first time but where is part 2. Don’t tease its not kind :0. Who is on the cell phone?
Whao, that was great, no worries about bruising, because that was phenomenal. Well written, you should continue.
You have a great handle on the way words flow and an excellent vocabulary. The sentences take on a languid quality which reflects Bette’s inertia very well. Perhaps dividing this into chapters would make it easier for those of us with short attention spans.
Five stars and two cold showers (at least). That was HOT, gaymo, and beautifully written.
Wow! This is excellent writing! I wish i could write as beautiful as this!!! Keep em coming please..
I can’t remember where I’ve read this before………but, that’s not important…….I just want more……please! ;D 5-stars
incredible writing. i don’t think you need to worry about bruising when you write like this. fantastic, please write more. thanks! :)
Gaymo..this is absolutely great…more soon….and i love the name..”You big gaymo…” hehehehe
Does the end mean the end or TBC. That was womderful,well written. Letting us know that Tina still loves Bette,but can’t be with her because of all the hurt. Thanks
amazingly written, well done!
This is extraordinary. I loved it the first time I read it and have been longing for a next chapter ever since. Please follow this up with something–ANYTHING!
Gaymo, that was some excellent storytelling. Man…pick me up off of the floor!
This was incredible. As I was reading, I kept thinking that this can only end badly, but I couldn’t stop from reading it anyway…one hand periodically hitting the down arrow button on my keyboard, the other clenching the arm of my chair. Thanks!
WoW! The flow was great, the vivid imagery was very well used and the internal thoughts are well written, graciously weaved into the whole story. Articulate and clear language. Very well done. Like JB said, sex can be a lot of things, it can be about power, reconnection, and other things… and yours have been graciously and beautifully written to reflect as reconnecting as well as asking for forgiveness.
wow. totally impressive writing!!!!
This is sooooooo good, Gaymo. And I know the American went back home so you should have plenty of time to write more for us. Put the Bailey’s down and get busy.
holy hootin’ hell! That was AMAZING! you capture their pain and just, wow, just that’s crazy good. I’m floored really, so glad to read some quality BT emotional storytelling. I hope this isn’t the end for this story!!
oh my goodness, you made me cry. you write very visually i can just see bette’s heart breaking… who is on the phone? will you please write a part 2? you’re really doing a wonderful job
Please let it be Tina on the phone. Just asking for some more time. Anything to ease this ache. You are sooooo good at this, gaymo!!
Absolutely wonderful writing – you capture the conflict of continuing love with the pain of betrayal so wonderfully. Exceptional
I’m never writing again. I swear to god. Anything I could come up with would be like lining up a hand tracing that became a turkey with a New York Times best-seller. :D To say this was incredible would be an insult. I still feel the ache in my chest. Please, for the love of all that is good and holy, please write more. Soon. Now? :P 5 stars!!
Hahah cramit! i was thinking the same thing.. right now i feel like i couldnt write anymore… All i want to do is wait for the next chapter… :D Gaymo please write soon… dont let your Portard family down!
Exceptionally well written.
That was incredible. Again i say, I don’t know how you guys do it.
I just don’t know what else to say. That was just great!!
Could you please use your wonderful literary and writing talent for good…and put them back together? Your story has moved me to tears.
wow!
Oh my god!
How great is that story, it moved me so much with your expression and use of words, ( i even shed a few tears) you are truely a great writter, keep up the good work.xxx
Just wanted to reiterate my desperate need for you to continue this story. The ache while reading this……it’s still unbelievable. Your writing is amazing. Please, please continue this. :)
that was amazing, seriously. amazing. thank you