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    What If – 14 (A)

    Bette: [smiled]

    Samuel: Wow.

    Bette: Welp, Screech I would say it’s been nice talking to you but then I would be lying. [she says before walking away]

    Samuel: [yelling after her] So, what should I do if my girlfriend breaks up with me!? Should I take her back?

    Bette: [turning around] Taking back an ex is like reheating McDonalds fries, yuck and don’t do it.

    Samuel: [disappointment and worry appeared on his face]

    Bette: Hey Sam?

    Samuel: Yeah?

    Bette: You’re a fantastic guy you deserve better.

    Samuel: [now smiling] Thanks.

    Bette: From now on make sure you get your ass to work on-time your surveying skills suck. [she says while winking then smiling at him]

    Samuel: I will and good luck!

    Bette: Yeah, you too. [she says before heading towards the terminal to greet Tina]

    Arriving at the main terminal passengers began to appear through the tunnel. One by one they were greeted by eager and excited loved ones. The longer it took for Tina to appear the more anxious she became. What if she decided to stay in Atlanta? Or maybe she wanted to talk to ask for a divorce? Did she want to start a new life without her? Closing her eyes she shook her head repeatedly hoping to clear her head of all negative thoughts, when she opened them she was surprised to see Tina standing in front of her.

    Tina: Hi.

    Bette: Hey.

    Tina: [awkwardly stares at her]

    Bette: So, uh how was your flight?

    Tina: Good.

    Bette: Do you need to grab your luggage?

    Tina: No, this is all I brought. [she says referring to the small carry-on draped over her shoulder]

    Bette: Ready when you are.

    Tina: [nods her head]

    It couldn’t have been any clearer the tension between them was so thick you could it with a knife. To make matters worse the entire 45 minute car ride to their home not a single word was spoken. Tina quickly assumed the “I’m pissed at you position.” Turning her knees towards the door she stared out the window the entire time like a cocker spaniel. Bette focused her attention on everything on the road hoping to distract her thoughts. She hated feeling the way she did but knew things between them were worse than she expected when either of them failed to render any affection towards the other at the airport, and then there was the silence. Tinas responses were short and to the point and now she sat beside her in complete silence ignoring her as if she didn’t exist. Although, she knew she was deserving of such treatment it still hurt like hell. As they pulled into their driveway before Bette could put the car in park, Tina unfastened her seat belt and got out of the car. Opening the passenger side door she grabbed her bag, shut the door, and then proceeded towards the front door letting herself in. Remaining in the car a few seconds longer Bette takes a deep breath before turning off the ignition. Grabbing her purse she exits the car and walks the short path to the front door. Before entering she takes another deep breath before stepping inside closing the door behind her. Throwing her purse on the couch she could hear the sound of running water a clear indication Tina had jumped into the shower. While she waited for her to finish she walked into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine.

    Comments

    1. Hi Skunk:

      Very nice chapter, poor Bette, opening her mouth before using her brain, not a good thing to do.
      Tasha has many possibilities, but she wants to make things work with Alice.
      Wow, Dana was caught with her hands in the cookie jar; she and Alice are at a crossroad let’s see where they’ll go.
      Thanks so much for this nice and funny chapter, I’ll read the update.

      P

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