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    Tina, Chapter 15

    Story written on February 25, 2005 by perfection.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=52317
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    Tina talks to Bette.

    Chapter 15″

    I step inside letting the door click shut. Allowing my eyes to adjust to the dim light I rest them on the figure in the bed. A large, dark-purple bruise peaks out from beneath a bandage wrapped around her head. Theres swelling on the right side of her faceI almost dont recognize her. Frozen near the doorway, I find myself studying her features.comparing them to those I remember from our seven plus years together. Her soft brown eyes are closed..no sign of life shining back at me. A tube connects her mouth to a machine. A giant artificial lung pumps air into her body in a slow, rhythmic pattern. Her chest rises and falls with each forced breath. BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.another machine catches my attention as it beeps with the dancing green line on its display. I follow the wires from the device to her body as they disappear under her gown. The light blue fabric lies loosely across her chest but offers the hint of the wire attachments as well as another dressing next to her sternum. A small tube attached to her arm at the elbow leads to yet another machine. There are several fluid-filled bags hanging from hooks on the stand. They each drip slowly in their own reservoir before conjugating into the single tube leading through a pump to her arm. Her arms lie at her side holding the blanket taut around her body. BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.the sound of the artificial heart beat wakes me from my thoughts. Shaking my head I recompose my thoughts and regain control of my body. I walk to her and stand beside the bed. Her chest is still moving like the ebb and flow of waves on the shore with the swishing sound of her mechanic lung. BEEP, BEEP, BEEP….the green line still dances on the display as the rhythm of her heart beats in my ears. I reach for her hand feeling an unfamiliar object. Looking down I peer at another monitoring contraption. A small clip lightly squeezes her middle finger and trails a wire to yet another machine. As I look at this newest discovery it suddenly turns itself on and begins humming. The tube coming of its other side leads to a cuff on her arm. Inflating with air, the cuff measures her blood pressure for the small machine. I allow the machine to do its work as I pull up the small stool behind me. Taking a seat I reach for her hand and gently hold it careful to not disturb the clip. BEEP, BEEP, BEEP.the slow, steady beep reassures me that her heart is still pumping.

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    1. What to say, what to say? In my heart, I know you won’t allow Bette to won’t die ’cause plenty would kill you if you did. But this ongoing torture is killing me…Not. I love it! Thanks.

    2. What to say, what to say? In my heart, I know you won’t allow Bette to die ’cause plenty would kill you if you did. But this ongoing torture is killing me…Not. I love it! Thanks.

      My bad, sorry.

    4. OMG please dont let Bette Die……ahhh this story is great.. and your a great writer.. but seeing Bette like this is so depressing.. and its so true if you kill bette..there will be alot of dishappy people… but your doing a great job.. please continue

    6. We have a hate crime law in Texas, had a terrible crime in Joshua and they pass the law. I know that you will not Bette die. She has to much to live for. Thanks

    8. This was intense and I love how you show Tinas love and need for Bette and I sure hope Bette does not die as I really do love her, more than Tina, just kidding, great story though keep them coming.

    12. humble? honored? thanks for being a fan….~almost blushing~ yeah i try to address everyone but lately i’ve been slacking off. I don’t consider myself good with imagery…i consider myself long winded….but you’re amazing at POV stories….read my chptr 33 and then read yours…you’ll see….there’s a method to my madness, but alas, its still madness

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