“Go ahead, baby, it’s okay. I’m not going anywhere.” She tried to soothe Tina which only brought more tears to the blonde’s eyes.

Just say it Tina, fucking saying it, she thought.

Tina held her breath. Here goes.

“Bette what you see here…” she points to her naked body, particularly towards the bruises “it’s not what it seems.”

Bette has a confused look on her face.

“What do you mean?” she asks.

Tina tightly shuts her eyes, preparing herself for Bette’s infamous rage. She quickly says, “ I slept with someone last night.”

Silence.

Bette is still holding onto Tina’s hand she her grip tightened upon hearing that Tina had just said she slept with someone. Bette now not staring at Tina but into the distance, her eyes are opened wide, no emotions whatsoever.

Hating the silence, Tina tries again. “Bette I said I slept with someone last—“

“I heard you. I heard you the first time.” She lets go of Tina’s hand. Tina heart sinks at the abandoned feel of her Bette’s touch. “Who was it?” Bette spits out. Bette is now facing Tina and had a look, a look that told her that she’s was out for blood.

“B..Bette. Does it really matter?” Tina stuttered.

“OF COURSE IT FUCKING MATTERS, TINA! WHO WAS IT? WAS IT HELENA?” She gets up with her hands on her hips. “I’LL KILL THAT BITCH. I KNEW SHE WAS AFTER YOU! YOU KNOW ALICE TOLD ME TO WATCH HER? I SHOULD’VE KNOWN.FUCKING DRAGON. SHE’LL PAY FOR THIS!” Bette eyes were glazed and if Tina was afraid before well she had better be ready for what’s next.

Bette grabs her cell phone and dials a number. “Hello, This is Bette Porter, Can I speak to Peggy Peabody. Uh huh.. okay.. Hello? Peggy? Peggy, you won’t believe what I’m about to tell you—“Tina gets up quickly grabs the phone and shuts it disconnecting the call.

Bette couldn’t believe her. “Tina, why did you just do that? I was about to tell her what her spoilt, good for nothing, piss of shit of a daughter had done to you.”

“See Bette this is what I’m talking about. I can’t even speak to you, let alone you never allow me to finish what I have to say to you.”

Bette sits back on the bed and pats down on the bed for Tina to sit. “I’m sorry you’re right, go ahead tell me what happened.”

Tina tells Bette everything.  She tells her how they’d all gone out to celebrate at a night club, how she got really drunk and how she woke up and found Matt, one of her employees naked in bed with her. At the mention of Matt Bette gets up and stood looking out the suite’s window. Tina knows she just confirmed Bette’s worst nightmare.  Bette not too long ago had told Tina that one of her greatest fears was that Tina would grow old of Bette and return back to men. Tina wished she had never been straight, never fucked a man in her life at the very moment.

“Bette, I’m so sorry. I don’t know what happened. I must’ve gone momentarily insane. I promise I won’t ever see him, speak to him, or even look at him again. I need you, I want you, only you. I love you.” She pleaded.

Bette turned, facing Tina with tears streaming down her face. “Tina he works for you, with you. You’ll see him every day. Don’t make promises you can’t make.” She shakes her head and wipes her tears with the back of her hand and something about her changes. She’s normal again.

“I’ve got to go. I shouldn’t have come here. I’ve got meetings. Are you going to be okay?” Bette looks at Tina with concern in her eyes.

Tina doesn’t know what to say or do; she just nods her head and stares.

“Okay then. I’m going back to L.A.” she grabs her cell phone and carry on and leaves Tina alone and cold on the bed.

Tears began to form in Tina’s eyes. She didn’t say I love you. She didn’t say I love you back. She didn’t call me T. She didn’t say I love you. Tina felt dirty, sick, alone, empty, but mostly she felt unloved by Bette Porter and this, she thought, she’d never ever imagined she’d have this feeling in her life.

TBC  maybe.