I finally get home. I am so glad…so glad that I am out of that god-forsaken situation. I cant believe she of all people, would do something like thateven to me. She must really hate me! God, I feel so tired and so emotionally exhausted. I just need to get some rest so I can think and figure out what I have to, no!what I NEED to do.

I woke up maybe after getting a couple of hours sleep. My mind is still racing trying to figure out if everything that happened last night was just a bad dream. Did she really bring HER to our friends partymy friends party?

I dont know how long I have been sitting on the side of our bed when it finally occurred to me. I get it. I finally get it. I say to myself. I am done fighting for something that is obviously something she doesnt want.

At that moment, I decided I need to get away and figure out what I need to do. Find out how I am suppose to go on without her and my baby, gosh do I even want to go on? I have to think and I can only do that if I get out of here. I need to get away from all the distractions so I can think and clear my head.

Before I start to pack my bag, I decide to call my broker. I told him to sell all of my investments ASAP. I told him I will get back to him to let him know what to do with the money. Then I called Franklin telling him I need a leave of absence from the CAC. How long? I dont know. Indefinitely, or at least until I figure out what to do with the rest of my lousy, lonely life. Surprisingly, Franklin is surprise and reluctant but agrees. I then call James telling him I will be leaving for a while. I told him he can stay on as long as he wants since I am not sure how long I will be gone further more, if I will be returning at all. James is shocked and sad but I told him not to worry about me. I will be alright. I just need to figure some things out and I dont know how long that will take.

Next, I called my attorney and gave him instructions to sell certain art pieces and to use that money to pay off the house and give the deed to Tina. I wasnt in any mood to answer questions nor have a conversation, so I just told him what I wanted him to do.

Why am I doing all of this? I finally get it. She never wanted to work things out with me. And as for the baby, how can I expect for the baby to love me when her own mother treats me like *****…like I am the worse person on earth, a sorry excuse for a human being. I had wanted so much to have a family with her but not like this. I cannot handle this sorry excuse of a life of mine anymore. I know the majority of the blame is on my shoulders but my god! She also broke her vows. Whatever happened to in good times or bad times? I guess I can answer that pretty clearly. She only loved me when I was perfect in her eyes. When I did ALL the right things everything was great but as soon as I wasnt perfect anymore, she didnt love me enough to stay with me. She never even wanted to work things out. How ironic is that? She has the kindest heart I know but yet when it came to me, she only wanted to be with me when I was perfect. I guess I am too human for her. I guess she really didnt love me unconditionally like the way she said to me so many times before. God, what a fool I am to think that she really meant everything she said. I guess both of us broke our promises to each other.

Alright Bette, now that you get it, get yourself together. I start to pack my bag quickly so I can leave before Tina wakes up. I really dont want to take any more abuses from her. She has been telling me for months that she doesnt want to have anything to do with me so after last night, it finally got thru my thick, stubborn head. I got it. Shes moved on. As I finally stuffed the last few pieces of clothing into my bag, my alarm suddenly goes off with the radio playing. It caught me off guard so I started to walk towards it to turn it off when I heard the song playing. The song took my heart in its hand and cradle it with every emotion I had left in me.

“There’s a pale moon in the sky
The kind you make your wishes on
Like the light in your eyes
The one I built my dreams upon
It’s not there any longer
Something happened somewhere
And we both know why
But me, I’m getting stronger
We must stop pretending
I can’t live this life

I don’t care who’s wrong or right
I don’t realy wanna fight no more (Too much talking babe)
Let’s sleep on it tonight
I don’t really wanna fight no more (This is time for letting go)

I hear a whisper in the air
It simply doesn’t bother me
Can’t you see that I don’t care
Or are you you looking right through me
Seems to me that lately
You look at me the wrong way and I start to cry
Could it be that maybe
This crazy situation is the reason why

I don’t care who’s wrong or right
I don’t reaaly wanna fight no more (Too much talking babe)
Let’s sleep on it tonight
I don’t really wanna fight no more (Tired of all these games)
But baby don’t you know
That I don’t wanna hurt no more (It’s time, I’m walking babe)
Don’t care now who’s to blame
I don’t really wanna fight no more (This is time for letting go)

Hanging on to the past
It only stands in our way
We had to grow for our love to last
But we just grew apart
No, I don’t wanna hurt no more”

I had to sit down as I heard the song. How ***** ironic is this? A song about my life with Tina being sang by another TinaTina Turner. God please shot me now and put me out of my misery! I finally get the strength to turn off the radio and I grab my bag. I head out of the bedroom and before I closed the door behind me, I turned around maybe looking at it for the last time and thought about the wonderful memories it had. Unfortunately someone said that all good things must come to an end. I take a deep breath and wipe the tears away from my face and close the door.

I am about two steps away from the front door when I hear Tinas voice.

You heading out so early? Where are you going?

I dont turn around to face her. I just answer. Im going out to get some air.

With an overnight bag?

Yah. I need some space to clear my head.

Look Bette. I am sorry about last night. I wasnt thinking and I definitely wasnt purposely trying to hurt you.

Well, too late. I get it, Tina. After months of months of you telling me you didnt want anything to do with me. I finally got it after last night. I get it that you have moved on with your life. You, to include the baby dont want anything to do with me.

I gotta go. Goodbye Tina. I finally reach the door and headed out.

Tina calls out after me. Bette, wait. Please! Im sorry. We need to talk. Please wait Bette.

I keet going. As I finally reached the sidewalk in front of the house, I turn out around one last time and look at the house that held my dreams and the happiest times of my life. Taking a deep breath in, I turned around to face the street. I turned left to walk to the end of the block to where my cab was waiting.

Where to miss?

LAX.

Meanwhile, Tina cant believe Bette just walked out without looking at her. She felt very strangle and uneasy about their exchange. She takes a deep breath and shakes the feeling off. She starts walking to the bathroom when instead, she decides to go into their bedroom. She slowly opens the door and looks towards the bed. And what she saw shocked her! There on their bed, where they had so many good memories, so many laughs and talks, lay Bettes laptop and her cell phone. She walks closer to the bed and sees something shining. I dont understand, she thinks to herself. Why would Bette leave her laptop and her cell phone if she needs some space? She needs her laptop for work and of course her cell phone is her connection to the rest of the world. If she thought that was strange. What she realized when she got closer to the shiny item made tears run down her face. She picks up the shiny itemit was Bettes commitment ring. I dont understand. Why would she leave this behind. Why would she leave all of these items behind.
Her mind was racing so she starts running towards the front door calling out Bettes name. Bette, wait! Please Bette wait. I dont understand! She opens the door and shes no sign of Bette. She then again feels another shock go thru her body. On the driveway, Bettes beloved Saab stays parked. What the ***** is she doing? Where did she go? Where would she go without her car? What the ***** is going on!