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Why, Bette? (Part 1)
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“No,” Bette whined. “No, it’s not okay.” She walked over to her, faced her, put her hands on her shoulders and said, “Please don’t leave me.”
Tina pressed her lips into her mouth, shutting it as she bit down to stop tears that were on the verge of falling. “Let’s not do this in front of her.” She gave Candace a sidelong glance. “I’m so tired, Bette. Let me just go.”
“No, I love you,” she pleaded.
The words seemed to awaken the beast in Tina. She lifted her face so that she and Bette were staring into each other’s eyes. “Stop saying that. It’s not true. You’re a liar.”
“I am not. It’s the truth. I swear, I love you.”
“Bette, let Tina leave.”
“Stay out of this, Alice. It’s not your business,” Bette said bitingly.
“Oh, excuse me.” Alice put her finger up, wagging it, and daring Bette to stop her. “It became my business when your lover fled to my place because she couldn’t be with you. It is so my business.”
Alice’s indignation calmed Tina, who took a deep breath and said, “Alice, that’s okay. Could you wait for me outside? I’ll be out in a minute. I have something to say to Bette and Candace.”
Alice crossed her arms over her ***** and stared at the women. Tina shrugged. “Whatever. Stay.”
Tina walked across the room into the kitchen/breakfast nook and stood beside the table in front of Candace. “A couple of questions, just so I understand.
Candace looked like she wanted to be anywhere but there. The saying ‘***** hath no fury like a woman scorned’ ran through her head and she lowered her eyes to avoid the menacing glare.
“Let me ask you this. Why would you accept a job working with me when you were ***** my girlfriend? Can you answer me that one? Was it to rub my nose in it? I know you and Bette weren’t getting together to laugh at me. I’ll give her that. She was pissed about it. So how come? What was your point?”
Bette stared slack jawed at both Candace and Tina. Candace tried to stick her hands in her jeans pockets, but they were far too tight for that. Her fingertips were pushed as far into the pockets as possible as she stood there waiting for Bette to save her.
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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.