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    The Wedding 2

    Bette looked down and couldn’t help but stare at her friend’s cleavage. She wrapped her arms around the blonde’s waist, a position they had laid in many a time before.

    "Well someone has to take care of you, don’t they?" she said, a hint of sadness in her voice.

    "Promise you’ll still take care of me when I’m married?" the blonde asked, her hands covering the brunette’s that rested on her stomach.

    "You just try and stop me"

    "I mean it B" the blonde lifted her head to look at her friend "I don’t want anything to change"

    The brunette kissed the top of her best friend’s head, knowing that she could never make a promise about something she wasn’t convinced of herself. She spoke softly, saying the only words that she knew to be true in that moment "I’m not going anywhere"

    There were a few moments of silence between the two in which Bette rested her chin on the top of the blonde’s head.

    "Do you think I could stay here tonight?" Tina asked quietly.

    "Of course you can T"

    "Like old times?"

    The brunette swallowed and thought back to the old times that the blonde was referring to.

    It was one in the morning and Bette couldn’t sleep, a regular occurrance with all the pressures that university entailed. Her father, wanting her to have as little distractions from her studies as possible, had forked out the extra for her to have a private room. But the peace and quiet did nothing to ease the worries that so often tormented her, particularly at night when there was noone there to distract her.

    She heard a key turn in the lock and smiled to herself. There was only one person that could be. Ignoring the rules and regulations that came with university residences, she and her best friend had both got copies of one another’s room keys cut, mainly for moments like this. She turned over to look at the blonde who had become visible in the faint moonlight that passed through the gap in the curtains.

    "Bette?" came a quiet voice, breaking through the silence.

    "Yeah?" she asked, resting up on her elbow.

    "Can I get in with you?"

    "Course you can" the brunette replied, shifting over to make room for her friend.

    Comments

    1. Love this story and am totally hooked. Just hope “our girls” aren’t heartbroken if Tina decides to marry Henry. I just don’t think she will go thru with it when she really stops to think about what she has with Bette. At least I don’t understand how she could even think she’d marry him. Especially when she needs comforting she turns to Bette and no one else. Maybe Alice will have to be the one to point out that Bette is in love with her. Thanks for posting.

    2. I’m sorry I ever doubted you. Trust you I will! I feel Bette’s anguish. I had so many similiar sleepovers as a young closeted lesbian. Haven’t we all? How those ‘best friends’ tortured us.

    3. Oh yes, Labrys7575 I feel Bette’s anguish too, unfortunately those sleepovers are not done torturing me. It sucks being a teen… Fucking “best friends”

    4. and tina still doesn’t have a clue how bette’s feeling? i bet she knows but thinks she’s straight and need to marry a man…i wonder how long she will fight it…henry is an ass LOL

    5. It kinda of bad for my feelings, because now I think in this story, Tina is insensitive or ‘very’ straight. And I hate so called ‘best friends’ shot at school times too!!! But I know this is all necessary for story, I’m just saying.

    6. My God! I can understand what Bette is going through. Liz and I used to have these kind of sleepovers when in high school! And let me tell you… torture. Plain and unadultarated torture. (Sigh) This was great as always. I can’t wait to read the next one. Thank you for sharing.

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