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Why, Bette? (Part 1)
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“I was busy and there were a lot of demands placed on me.” Bette had been thinking about it. She had a dozen explanations, but each one sounded like an excuse. She couldn’t rationalize the things she had done.
“By whom?”
“Mostly myself, I think. I’ve been thinking about…”
Bette and Candace turned to face the front door when they heard voices outside and then a key turn in the lock. When the door opened and Tina walked in with Alice behind her, Bette jumped to her feet and moved into the living room to greet her partner, forgetting that her fling was sitting at the kitchen table, too. Whatever hope Tina had mustered in her eyes, disappeared when she looked at Candace. She slowly turned to Bette who still was unaware of how things might look.
“Tina, thank God. I’m so glad you’re here.”
“I’m not staying, Bette. I came to pick up some clothes and my mail.” She brushed past Bette who had continued toward her and walked across the room to the bedroom.
“Tee? Can we talk?”
“She’s just here for her stuff. You’re Candace, right?” Alice stared at the woman with both intrigue and disdain.
Candace stood and nodded, smiling faintly.
“Yeah, I thought so.” Alice turned to Bette with a piercing gaze that was nerve wracking. “This is just great.”
Bette twirled to face Candace, almost surprised to see her standing there. “It’s not what you think. We were just talking.” The three women could hear Tina in the bedroom, opening and slamming drawers and crying. Alice had become used to the sound of such abject misery that she didn’t blink an eye. Candace’s eyes widened at what she was hearing and Bette’s eyes remained pleading and concerned.
“It doesn’t matter what I think. You’re making your decisions, Bette. I’m sure you’re living with them just fine.”
Tina re-entered the room carrying a small gym bag. “I…I can’t do this.”
Bette smiled softly and said, “Good. Good. I don’t want you to, Tina.”
“No, I mean, I can’t be here. Just let Alice know when you won’t be here and she’ll come by and pick up the rest of my things, okay?”
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It’s a much longer read than most of the posts, but it is definitely worth taking the time! I can’t remember the last time I read something that drew a tear… which says a lot. Can’t wait to read part 2.
Portia, I read this on the dedicated Bette and Tina site and absolutely loved it. It’s too bad the character translation is messed up here because others would love it equally as much.
Please post the continuation soon! I await with bated breafth to know what happens next.
Damn!
Breath, not breafth.
One more thing… the scene(s) with Suzanne, the psychiatrist, is inspiring, and makes me want to have issues to vent (or at least the courage to vent the ones I’ve got) :P
WOW, I like it a lot!! It’s great! Can’t wait for Part 2!
Wow. I did’nt like the way it started but what a powerful finish. Please continue…
It was long enough,like 4chapter in a book,I enjoy it greatly,keep it up write 6more chapter cant get enough.THANKS
Awesome story!! Please continue!! This was a fantastic take on the situation! Excellent plot and insight!! You are truly talented!
Loving it!! Worth every single minute, please keep going!!
WOW… God,I enjoyed so much this story. Beautiful, painful, very true to characters. Just Amazing. Bravo! I hope to read the next part soon. Thanks!
I like that you show characters that are trying to be honest to themselves and each other. Too bad we don’t do that more often in real lfe.