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Tina, Chapter 15
No, I answer, taking his offering.
Tell Him your plans. I wipe my tears not knowing what to say. Tell Him your plans? Whats that supposed to mean? God laughs at our plans? Is that why we lost the baby? And why Bette is here? I can tell you dont understand the jest of what I just said, he consoles me.
Im sorry. Youre right, I dont, I answer before blowing my nose on his handkerchief.
It means that no matter how much we plan.and how much we want something to happen.its ultimately out of our control. Uh.it was meant to be funny, but I guess its not the right time.
Wha..? Uh, no. Im sorry. II guess Im not in thethe best mood right now.but thank you. My words, as jumbled as they are, seem to make sense.
Thats okayI can understand. Its hard to see someone you love in the hospitalin the Intensive Care Unit to boot. He says the words of understanding and finds the only other chair in the room. Do you mind if I join you?
No, go ahead, I tell him, remembering what Bette said about her friend. She thinks very highly of you.and because of thatso do I. He nods his head in thanks and lowers himself to the chair.
Have they told you anything more about her condition? I recall the information given to me in the waiting room.information he was privy to.
No.they havent..not since the waiting room.
I see, he says. His words are all the dialog either one of us needs right now. We both sitstaring at Bette, the bandage around her head..the tube in her mouth..the other wires and tubes linking her body to the machines. BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEthe dull, continuous beep rouses me from another long narrative of thoughts. Whats happening? Suddenly, two nurses rush into the room. Each of them quickly approaches Bette on either side of the bed and shove Father Bishop and me aside.
Youll have to leave, one of them says. EEEEEEEEEEEE.
Im not leaving. Whats going on? I insist on staying. They cant make me leave. Just as Im about to start yelling I feel Father Bishops hands on my shoulders.
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(69 votes, average: 3.46 out of 5)
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.
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.
Perf….. I am trusting you (as are everyone else.) I’ll comment again later….
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
you wouldn’t………………….
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
Ok i’m hanging on, just don’t forget me out here. Love your story, please don’t let bette die
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.
This is a great story but whats with all the cliffhangers your not only killing Bette (which is just wrong)but your killing me too so post soon 5 Stars
Please continue I hope Bette don’t die,,,,
Arghhh!!! You can’t leave it there I wont get anything done all day now. Great Chapter
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
Stop with the cliff hangers!! *tear*…comooon bette!