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    When She Loved Me (9)

    Unfortunately, the calls had been deleted. Even the latest call from the intoxicated brunette, professing her love and begging to hear from Tina. Begging her to pick up her phone, as if she could reach into her mind that way. All of the messages from Bette – all of her calls – deleted.

    He handed it over and Tina’s mother looked to him, unsure if this was really the right thing to do, but she couldn’t very well argue over it now. It was hardly the time, she figured. "Now, you’re not allowed that thing in here," she scolded, taking it out of her daughter’s hands once Tina had seen that none of her missed alerts were from Bette. She sank back into the bed, confused as ever, and still confused as to what was happening.

    Did she remember how she had really gotten into the bed? The details of the accident? She closed her eyes, trying to recall.

    "Hunny? How’s my little Chrissle?" her mother asked, cupping her cheek in such a motherly manner. And Tina had to admit, it was nice to be so cared for (although her mother’s embarrassing nickname left something to be desired), but where was Bette? Surely she would care if she knew. She wanted desperately to call Bette, but remembered the policy on cell phones from past hospital visits. She looked to her mother. "Mom? I need you to do something for me."

    Her mother sat still at her side. "Yes?" Her fear was mistaken for attentiveness.

    "Please call Bette for me. Just tell her what’s happened. Please. I know you don’t like her, but she’s my friend. She needs to know." Tina tried to smile, but it didn’t come out quite the right way.

    "Alright hunny," her mother smiled back, taking the little phone and walking to the door with it. "If I can work this complicated thing …"

    Tina smiled, trying her best to relax. It seemed to hurt more when she was upset. "Dad? I feel kind of … weird."

    "You’re on a lot of pain medication," he smiled, walking over to the door. "I’ll be right back, Chrissy Bear."

    Tina stared straight ahead, truly hurt by what her parents had said, and she had seen it for herself – Bette hadn’t even tried to call. She was certain her parents wouldn’t have touched her phone, so it must have been true. Tina started to wonder if Bette had heard about the accident, and was simply disgusted – worried Tina would be hideously deformed. She doubted everything because of her confusion and her dizziness. The drugs in her system had a powerful effect.

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    Comments

    1. Thank you for sharing with us such beautiful yet heart breaking story, GR.. Please let them meet each other soon and no more misunderstanding..

    2. I knonw Tina’s parents only want to protect their daughter from the harsh reality of being gay, but they really suck! Yes, I’m crying. Two posts, two weepy comments and still, only one love. Thank you GR.

    3. Damn this is so sad and heartbreaking, please let them see each other again and talk and work thing out, can’t stand to see them like this, they need each other. Please post more, thanks!

    4. A consistent melancholic vibe comes off your stories. There’s Bette and Tina in different settings, but in all these Bette is kind of the noble savage trapped in some dark corner by old wounds and deep betrayals, and Tina is her spontaneous cheery smart and strong liberator, just like it is in a way in the show. I always pass up stories dealing with the darker energies, but I take exception with yours, because in yours, love and joy trump cynicism and despair in the end. And you do it so convincingly, that however Bette and Tina seem like a lost cause here, I know you will take their love to a satisfying triumph. Thank you GR, you are the best thing to happen to fanfic in a long dark while.

    5. Just when you think things can’t get any worse, the already broken pieces of your heart are hammered into dust…. and I’m describing your readers as well as Bette. Thank you GR – though why I’m thanking you for making us all sob, I don’t know. Oh yes, cos you’re so damn good, and cos you gave us that glimmer of hope, a less depressing chapter 10! And I completely agree with rubber duckie’s brilliant comment.

    6. Just when you think things can’t get any worse, the already broken pieces of your heart are hammered into dust…. and I’m describing your readers as well as Bette. Thank you GR – though why I’m thanking you for making us all sob, I don’t know. Oh yes, cos you’re so damn good, and cos you gave us that glimmer of hope, a less depressing chapter 10! And I completely agree with rubber duckie’s brilliant comment.

    7. This chapter is awesome in its echoing of the misunderstandings in real life and the sadness they bring onto someone. Often, intelligence, love honesty and stubbornness in seeking happiness overcome the prejudices in this world and many times fear, self-doubt, bad life experiences, unhealed wounds, belittling and un-accepting parents prevail and keep people apart. I’m looking for how you’ll play it and over what span of time, seeing your settings are around the fifties. Read you soon.

    8. Sorry to bother you again, but felt the need to share. So, I was feeling a little better and driving along in the autumn sunshine when onto the radio came Dusty Springfield singing All I See Is You. And suddenly I was slammed back into your story and Bette’s despair. Thankfully I managed to hold it together sufficiently so as not to be a danger to myself or others, and I’ve got back home safely! You can find the song on YouTube if you’re feeling strong enough.

    9. I feel like the world is a s*itty place to live, full of evil judgamental people…tnx to you!! It’s sooo sad to read how fate is playing with tibette:(( By the way, this is my fav, saddest, objective chap so far. and can’t wait for the famous 10th to light the mood!:)) Tnx for posting, love this story!

    10. So sad. Tina’s dad is going to hell for what he has done. And Tina’s mom is an idiot. She should have told Tina that Bette had been there but that her father would not allow Bette to see her. Tina should ask the nurse if Bette had been there when her parents were not there. This is so frustrating for them not to know. Happy number 10 will be on a lighter note. Thanks for posting.

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