Fan Fiction
This story has been set to a rating of G. Age verification is required to proceed.
Uncharted Territory
Login to add story to favorites
(9 votes, average: 4.33 out of 5)You need to be a registered member to rate this post.
Loading ...
‘I uhm… I asked around. She.. you know… she should be gone by the end of the week.. yeah..the documentary should be done by then.’
‘I don’t care… I do… but I don’t. Just.. don’t.’ I say unclenching my jaw. ‘Please.’ I add a bit nicer. Begging almost. I was angry yes. Livid. But after all this time, after all the hurt and pain, I have to admit, it was my bruised ego and jealousy that someone touched what’s mine, that was talking the other day. That remained. It will, if she decides to stay with me, remain. I’m possessive – that’s what it is.
‘Do you need to be alone?’ She asks again and that question must hurt her.
Alone. Lonely. Drowning in an endless void of solitude. I was reminded of what loneliness was when she left and I had the house for myself again, with barely any of her stuff left, just the traces of her and the life we shared. It was just me, the hollow house and that empty room. ‘I need…’ I need her to stop looking at me like that. It twists my gut. It reminds me of how lonely she must have felt when she was sitting in that clinic, waiting for me, for the third time, pointlessly. That night when I finally dared to come home I was hoping she would pick a fight. But she didn’t. That scared me more than anything else. Every time I thought to recognize the slightest trace of pain in her, I looked away. If she’s ok – I’m ok. ‘Why don’t you tell me what you need?’
She bends her head and sighs deeply. I look away. ‘It’s a simple question Tina.’
She doesn’t respond, so deep in her guilt that I wonder if she even recalls what she needs anymore and if I can ever find her back down that rabbit hole. I turn around and walk into the bedroom.
I read about guilt. There are books, internet is full of it. I’m filled with it. Unlike her, for me it doesn’t come out, it just eats me from the inside out. Stretching on my toes I start pulling the suitcases that I stored on top of the wardrobe down. The loud bangs, when they drop on the floor one by one, resound through the apartment. Here’s the one I traveled with. Behind me her footsteps halt on the threshold. I’m aware of how this all might seem to her, I don’t need to look to know that she’s fighting to keep standing. Just like I am while fighting the fear that clenches on me when the locks of the suitcase jump open. It’s a cheerful sound, the sound of holiday and travelling.
Comments
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
Thank you for the chapter!
First i was afraid this chapter it’s another self-pity Bette’s party, but second half of chapter with Bette and Teddy bear fix it.
Thank you for posting.
Looking forward to a happier and healing TiBette 2022, please.
SG
I got a lump in my throat after reading this story.
Bette who brought back old memories that were so painful but also gave her insight into her emotional state at the time.
Both Bette and Tina have done things wrong in their relationship such as discussing what they feel and want, what they are afraid of. And now they are both bombarded with a feeling of guilt, a feeling that they must work on together and individually.
Bette has already taken the first small step by talking and giving the teddy bear to Tina.
It takes time to get their relationship back to normal, let them take that time but make sure they do good and fun things so that they also have a positive feeling or memory in the time when things are a bit more difficult.
A great story!
B
This story is a lost gem. I began it when you started it, but life and all, well I forgot about it. I came across it yesterday and began rereading.
You beautifully capture the emotional drift, longing, loneliness and most def guilt. Tina has her guilt it is tangible. It was a bad choice and act that she can put her finger on, but Bette…. Her guilt is more subtle, deep in the layers of time. It was a gradual act, one that is not easily recognized. Having her come to realize it and put it out there, taking blame for her part in all the mess.
So well written.
K
This story is so much more then just ff. It’s more like a novel. Tibette is portrayed more as real people then just that perfect couple that no one sees in real life. It’s breathtakingly beautiful. So many times I had lump in my throat reading it. So many times I was just speachless. Thank you for taking your time to write such wonderful story. I really can’t wait for more.
Amen to all the preceding comments! Thank you so much for sharing your wonderful stories with us! Can hardly wait for the next chapter!
I’m so inconsistent when I comment other people’s story but this one is very special to me. I’m still heartbroken over chapter 16 and only one other story ever made me feel that way. It was “…the eternal rocks beneath…”, also on LesFan.
I don’t know if you have any plans to ever post the next chapters, but if you do, gosh I would fall at your feet with gratitude. This story is way too good to be left unfinished.
Hi Cam,
Of course we’re going to finish it. Just life took over for a little while. This story is too dear to us, to not finish it. Thank you and everyone else for your great comments and support. Truly appreciated!
Just have a little more patience.. we will be back soon and do our best not to dissapoint!
Have a nice weekend.