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Why, Bette? (Part 6)
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At the door, three guys who looked like they’d rather be anywhere else stood at the door. One guy held a clipboard and he looked her up and down. “Porter?”
“Yes.”
“We got your bed. Bringin’ it out on Monday. You must have pulled some strings.
She held the door open and they came barreling in. As they passed her, she wondered if it would be rude to light aromatic candles now. These guys reeked of old sweat and stale beer. “Down the hall to the right.”
When the first guy reached the bedroom he said, “So you live here alone?”
“Excuse me?” Bette tensed as all three men turned to look at her.
“Boyfriend? Husband?” He looked at his co-workers and said as if he just remembered, “Man, this is West Hollyweird. You must be in to chicks.”
“In to chicks? Get it? Into?” the second guy said to the third quieter man.
“Excuse me?” Bette was incredulous.
The three men laughed and the leader said, “Never mind.”
They marched back out to the truck to get their load. As soon as they walked out, Bette went back to the kitchen, searched the counter for the invoice, and called Asian Inspirations. “Mr. Narahara, please.”
“This is Junichi Narahara.”
“Bette Porter.”
“Ah, Ms. Porter. My men just called to let me know they’ve arrived at your home. I’m sure you’ll be very happy with the bed…”
“Look, you need to get on the phone and call your crew—who are unloading my bed as we speak–and tell them that when they come back in here, they’d better not insult the customer, make jokes with the customer, or even talk to the customer. They need to bring in my bed, set it up, and leave. I don’t want any problems today or in the future from these people.”
“What happened?”
“I’m not going into that with you. I expect professionalism Mr. Narahara and I’m sure you do as well. Make that happen.” Bette hung up the phone. She peeked out of the window and saw one of the men on the phone. He flipped the cell closed and said something to the other two and all three glared at the door. When they returned, carrying the bed, they said not a word to Bette. Quietly, they put the bed together. It wasn’t until Bette was signing off on the delivery of the bed frame and Tempur Pedic mattress that the leader spoke. “Uh…we were told that you had a little something for us for making this Monday delivery.”
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Portia, your story is pure genius. Congrats on finishing, and I so look forward to reading more of your writing in the future.
Portia just read your series excellent!!
Please write some more. Wonderful series.
I have been patiently waiting for your new chapter, wow was I blown away. I just Loved how you told your story with so much love along with the heartache that a couple feels with infidelity. It is the most intimate betrayle ones partner can do. It opens up so many doubts which you have explored thru your story along with ” we all have our own stories of our childhood” you also explored that thru your story which tells a lot how one’s behavior is in a relationship. I hope that you write more for us readers to enjoy. Thank-you very much.
This series was amazing!!!!
Portia, I just hope that my We are Family! Series comes out a fraction as good as this series was. You’re good, write some more, please! :D
Such detail, such intensity, such love…you just let it all out with full humility…I hope you find time to give us a deeper look into your delicious imagination…I’m a true Portia fan forever!!!
excelent story
PortiaOnly, you did an astonoshing work…really truly amazing…i think it’s the best confrontation between bette and candace that i read – ” fucking is not a relationship”…really cool and strong…too bad you finished…
Portia–This series has been so incredibly well done. Your final chapters were well worth the wait. Hope that we can look forward to more great work from your talented self.
Brava!!
This is a great and captivating fanfic!! Are you sure it is the end? There are still loose ends like Bette not wanting to discuss her mother with the therapist yet, couple counseling (is it over?), hot love-making on the night of exchanging rings…you know :)
u r an amazing writer . u truly moved me and made it all seem so real . thank u for your creativity . i only wish the writers and the producers of TLW r able to create such truth, deepth, insight, dignity, and determination to rebuild their characters broken trust.
Portia, you are an incredible writer with amazing talent. This was written so beautifully, I was moved to tears on more than one occasion. Thank you so much for sharing your gifts with us. I eagerly await your next story.
Thank you for the final chapter. This story tops my list…
Great work!
I’ve greatly enjoyed you story.You’ve done a great job making us feel all the emotiona that Bette&Tina feel or felt.
Portia – I loved your tory – I printed the whole thing out & read it like a novel – you write so fluidly and handle powerful emotion and angst so well and then wrap it all up neatly – what more could we ask for – a good meaty read – I admire greatly the ability to get into the head of a character – I can’t write for Toffee – but I read avidly. Please do create more of this quality – I’ll start your next story & keep looking out for your name. Thanks
Bravo! Very well done! Your descriptions were fantastic. I will keep an eye out for more of your work.
Just find out your story….
Woah, you are gooood!! Words can not describe the feelings and thoughts that keeps running through my body, heart and mind everytime I read the lines of emotions between B&T!
I’m gonna read all your stories!
Please, keep up the good thing going and THANK YOU PORTIA, for sharing!!!