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    Bette and Tina: Your Love Is My Drug

    “Shhh, Bette, give her a chance. You basically stormed out of there. She’s probably trying to call you right now,”

    “I left my cell phone there, It was in the bedroom,” I lift my head and stare at Alice waiting for some advice on what to do next,

    “God you really love her, you’d never leave your cell phone anywhere so you could escape from some girls house,” I know she’s trying to make me smile, and it is working a bit

    “What do I do?” I lean back on the couch and brush my hand through my hair,

    “You know what you got to do Bette, go back there, and talk it out with her,” she places her arm on my upper arm, “You don’t want to lose Tina Bette, especially just because you’re scared, don’t run away from this! Tell me something, when you look two years down the road, who do you want next to you when you wake up in the morning?”

    I don’t even need to think about this, “Tina,”

     “Exactly, so get the fuck out of my apartment,”

    I look at her and laugh, “Thanks so much Alice,”

    “Yeah whatever, get out. I was just about to take a shower and I know you don’t want to see me naked anymore so leave before I kick your ass,” She says smiling. God you got to love this girl,

    She walks back toward the bathroom and yells for me to call her later. I make my way to the front door. “You can do this Porter, you can do this,”

    I pull into her drive way quietly and shut my car off. I haven’t even been gone for that long, maybe an hour? I wonder if she’s been trying to call me, I wonder what’s going through her head. I start to make my way up towards the door and I am taking deep breaths in to calm my self. “You can do it, you got this in the bag,” I am still a nervous wreck though, I decide to give myself more time to prepare by knocking on the door, I can hear her footsteps banging on the stairs coming downstairs, and then walk towards the front door, I hear the lock unlock and I breathe in deep before she opens the door,

    Comments

    1. Fantastic story. Loved it. Can you keep us updated when the time comes for Tina to be “ready” to take the relationship to the next level. Thanks for sharing.

    2. Absolutely beautiful, moving – a true jewel…
      I don’t think you’ll ever read such a late comment but right now I don’t care, I just had to write it.
      Thank you !!!

      … by the way, it touched me deeply because, well, I’m quite like your Bette – I am, really…

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