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    Walking After You ch.5

        “Bette…”

        “Wait, hear me out. This isn’t being dramatic, or
    being angsty… I know I wallow. I know it. I know I have a lot of dark
    thoughts and tragic imaginings…”

        “Bette, I didn’t mean that…”

        “You did and I see your point. I understand. I have been a blackhole of negativity. I know it.”

        Tina sighed deeply and stopped walking. She grabbed Bette’s hand and tugged her to a stop.

        “Bette, those things I said, I regret them…”

        “Don’t.” Bette turned to Tina and stared deeply into
    her eyes. Several seconds passed, with just a look exchanged between
    them.

        “I love you.”

        “I know you do, Bette…”

        “And I don’t have to act… to perform… What I’m
    saying is, I love you and sometimes I feel it so much that I’m
    paralyzed…”

        Tina opened her mouth and tried to interrupt again.
    Bette put a finger to her lips. “I don’t know how to show you…
    Everything I do seems inadequate… I am disappointed in myself that…
    I am afraid I will fail you somehow… like I’ve failed before… and
    sometimes I just want a little time and space for myself… to make
    sure I am still whole.”

        “I understand.”

        “Do you? Do you know how it feels when you love
    someone so much that seeing them feels like an erosion? When I’m with
    you, I am so tempted to fall into you completely. I feel so pulled,
    so… so unable to get away… I am afraid to fall into you Tina. If
    you go away, I will have nothing left. Not even myself.”

        Tina swallowed hard. She could see the fear in
    Bette’s eyes. It made her feel afraid too. She allowed Bette some time
    to calm down before speaking.

        “You know, I love you too much to let that happen. I
    know you’re afraid. I am too. I can’t promise you that we’re going to
    be together forever. I don’t know that. Do I want that? I want it too
    much, I guess. I want to be with you, to keep you, to hold you forever.
    But we both know sometimes things happen to… to make that impossible.”

        What are you saying, Tina?”

        “I’m saying, if you fall into me, I’ll help you get
    up. I don’t want you to lose yourself. You’re stronger than you think,
    Bette. I was wrong before.”

        “Wrong?”

        “When I said you were a blackhole.” Bette winced and
    Tina put her hands on either side of Bette’s face. She lovingly
    smoothed down Bette’s unruly hair. She gently put her palms behind
    Bette’s ears, cupping them slightly as though to will them to hear
    better. “You’re not a blackhole, my love. You’re a supernova. I am in
    awe of you.”

        Tina leaned forward, waiting if Bette would meet her
    halfway. Bette hesitated for a heartbeat, then tenderly pressed her
    lips against Tina’s.

        On their way back to the house, Bette and Tina
    walked hand in hand, sporting mutually peaceful smiles. Bette 
    tossed a final look up at the sky and whispered, “Thanks.”

        “Hey Tina,” Bette nudged her shoulder against Tina’s.

        “Baby?”

        “You do know that a supernova is a dying star right?”

        Tina started to laugh. She laughed until she was
    bent over, holding her stomach tight. Bette watched in amusement as
    Tina laughed all of her anxiety and pain out of her system.

        “I love you, you geek.” Tina grabbed Bette around
    the waist and spun her into the house. Bette laughed along with Tina,
    feeling her own fears melt and sluice away, along with the sweat she’d
    worked up walking. Joining Tina was definitely a good idea, Bette
    decided.

        “You do know that a geek originally meant a circus
    freak that bit off chicken heads, right?” Bette deadpanned.

        “Shut up and kiss me, geek.” Tina chuckled and attacked Bette’s mouth with hunger and love.

    TBC

        

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    Comments

    1. I am seriously in awe of your writing 7 pm. I loved Bette’s speech about the erosion of herself. Also, I think Tina should help Bette get physically fit…sans walking/running!

    2. i havent commented in the last few chapters not because i havnt read them or enjoyed them…that would be a big yes to both…i just wasnt sure what to say…this is an excellent story Bettes slightly darker side just hits a few nerve endings,her insecurity,her fears,you capture it so beautifully,and while its sad in many ways its almost addictive to read… i especially loved this chapter for obvious reasons,Thanks

    3. Wow Bette is about as physically fit as I am. At least I can touch my toes though! lol I’m thinking that a supernatural force stepped in here. Tina forgot her water bottle so she had to go back for it, and there sits Bette. Or maybe it was a total coincidence. Really it doesn’t matter. :)

    4. Phew! Glad they were able make nice with each other after that nasty fight, although avoiding that slimy slug would be just one good incentve. Did Bette just let herself go all of a sudden, because I can remember a lingering close up on her ass that makes it hard to believe she is so out shape. Indeed, it looked quite in shape and remarkable free of cellulite for one over 40. How does she do that?

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