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“Bette, what’s the matter?” Shane could hear the panic in Bette’s voice.
“Shane, Tina has gone, please come.”
“What do you mean?” Shane said.
“Tina’s gone, I woke up this morning and her car is gone.”
“We are coming,” Shane said, knowing that something was terribly wrong.
“Thank you please hurry,”
“We are coming,”
Bette put the phone down and sat with Xavier in his stroller beside her. He was sleeping completely unaware of what was happening. Bette’s world was falling apart and her wife, the woman she loved more than anything had disappeared in the night.
Tina knew she was running out of gas. She pulled the car to the side of the road and got out and started walking, heading up into the mountains. Her mind was racing. Her body was shaking. She wasn’t good enough for the life she had. She didn’t deserve the woman she had married or the child she had given birth too. She was weak. Her mind was racing. She was not good enough for people to enjoy her art. She wasn’t good enough. Her mothers voice in her head telling her she was talentless and that she would never get anywhere. She could hear Rachel telling her that they would ran away together. Her father beating her because he thought he would get rid of the gay. All the things she had been hiding for so long. Things she hadn’t told anyone. They were playing in her head. Things she had hidden in past.
Tina stopped and clung to a tree, slumping down, she cried.
“I love my son, I love him. I love my wife. I love my wife. I love my life. But I’m not good enough for them, I’m not good enough to be with them. I’m broken.”
Bette paced up and down, Shane and Alice sat on the sofa watching her both of them speechless it had been hours since they had arrived. Bette was taking care of Xavier but at the same time their friends could see the worry and fear in her. The police and been and gone, they were looking for Tina.
“Bette can I get you a drink?” Shane asked
“You need to keep your strength up, you’ve got Xavier to think about.”