*****, Eric! Eric just stared at Tina like she was insane. Then he looked to Bette with clear disgust fixed to his features. He dropped the bag. Bette feeling awkward decided to let Tina and Eric talk; she had enough faith in Tina that she could handle this on her own. After all she had done it before. Bette made a move to brush past Eric but was stopped when he placed his heavy hand on her chest and pushed her back lightly. Looking at the offending appendage and then back to its owners face she swatted the hand down. I want to hear this now. From you Bette…please, tell me how you managed to ***** up so bad and take my girlfriend away from me; again. Bette stood her ground right in Erics face. Look EricTina and I were together for seven yearsseven years. Do you know how hard it is to break something that strong? Yea I screwed up, but the past is past and were moving on. She said confidently, and then realized that it didnt sound like she meant they were a couple again. Together. She added. Tina watched the interaction between the two and decided to interfere afraid things would get a little too heated. Eric, you know that we were never that serious. And I explained everything that I felt for Bette to you the first time. I love you, but not the way that you want me tooyoure a good man and a great frie Eric cut her off. ***** Tina! Anger boiled up his eyes as he looked at Tina and Bette standing side by side in front of his face. He couldnt believe this was happening again, the first time he had thought maybe Tina was experimenting; but it turned into seven years and he gave up hope. But when Tina called him a few moths ago saying she needed to move on from Bette and that she wanted to give them a second shot, he was ecstatic. Thisthis was a low blow. Bette had done it again and he couldnt help but wonder what was so ***** spectacular about her that made Tina melt every time, all the time. Taking a step closer to the pair and invading their personal space he continued his inquiries verbally, and was starting to get visibly more aggressive. What the ***** is it about her Tina? Why cant you ever keep it in your pants or her out of your pants? Is she that ***** good? He was inches away from Tinas face, Bette moved forward slightly so that she was more in front of her than next to her. Eric just leave. It would be better for every one of you just left and moved on. Erics head whipped to Bette as she spoke, it pissed him off even further which escalated quickly into a full fledged shouting match. ***** you Bette! Dont tell me what to ***** do! You have no god damn right to say whats good for Tina or for meyou dont ***** know what she went through while you were gone on your little self discovery! Tina grimaced as she knew this would set Bette off. No matter how much she had changed, she didnt like people confronting her who knew nothing about her. ***** Eric what the ***** do you know about it. Im sure Tina didnt tell you everything. And I do know whats best for me and MY wifeI couldnt really give a ***** less what the ***** is good for you. You are a grade A *****. Now get the ***** out of OUR house! Eric was not able to take Bette in his face and moved forward to her in a threatening manner. Tina saw the move and decided it was enough. She moved in between them just as it looked like Eric was going to hit Bette. Eric stop. Just go. She pleaded placing her hands on his chest and pushing him backwards as much as she could. Disgusted he grabbed her wrists forcefully. Dont ***** touch me. He spat and shoved Tina hard, who stumbled and tripped over a chair knocking her head on the table. She let out a groan and grasped the back of her now throbbing skull completely dazed and out of it until she lies still on the floor. Bette was furious. Before he even had a chance to look her way she nailed him with a right hook to his jaw. ***** *****, he spat as he lunged at her and pinned her against the counter with her hands behind her back. Maybe I should find out how good you really are. Whaddya say *****? Maybe all you need is a REAL man. (btw, this is the most ignorant and pig headed thing I think any guy has ever said to methats why I put it in here.) Bette not being able to move her hands struggled as much as she could before she stopped. Realizing it was getting nowhere she went for the shock value and spat right in his face. You should be the one looking for a real man. At least you know he wont leave you for metwice. She added the last part with a twisted smile which pulled at his fury even more. He backhanded her across the face drawing blood from her mouth, which she just spat on the kitchen floor. During all the commotion Weylend had woken up and was now standing in the kitchen entry in his little footie pajamas, no one seeing him. He saw Tina on the floor, and saw his mom being hurt by some strange man and began crying startling both Bette and Eric. Damnit. Bette said, afraid of what her two year old son had witnessed. Get off of me, hes crying! are you that heartless you would hit me in front of my kid? she tried pleading with Eric who was now scared that the child had seen what had happened. Eric just looked at Bette and gave her a creepy smile. He looked like had completely snapped and Bette was scared shitless, but he quickly released her arms and bent down to pick up his bag. Bette was rubbing her wrists which she was sure were going to bruise and while she wasnt paying attention Eric sucker punched her square in the nose. Blood began dripping down her mouth and shirt almost instantly. Bette dropped to the floor leaning against the dishwasher as Eric fled; running smack into Weylend and knocking him down which sent him into an even deeper frenzy of cries. Grabbing a dishtowel she covered her face as to not scare her son further and crawled over to him. Its okay kiddo, mommas okay. Shh, shhh. She sat leaning against the wall next to where Tina was lying, with him in her lap as he quieted down and was only left sniffling. Bette began to feel woozy, the bleeding in her nose hadnt slowed and she knew she was going to pass out. All she could think about was her family. She knew she needed to get Tina to wake up before she succumbed to the blood loss. Tina!…T, wake up. She said shaking her before her hand fell limply from Tinas shoulder and she fell into darkness. Weylend kept sniffling and looking at his mom and Tina. He scooted off his mommas lap and moved to where Tina was, who was starting to finally come around. She groaned and sat up rubbing her head and opening her eyes she took in Weylends tear streaked face and sniffles and looked him over. Are you okay sweetie? nodding his head he sniffed and pointed behind Tina saying, Momma. Tina turned her head quickly and took in the sight of Bettes blood stained t-shirt and pulled the dishcloth away from her wifes face gasping at the amount of bleeding and bruising of her nose, and the swelling of her bottom lip. Choking back a sob Tina realized she needed to get Bette to a hospital and try not to scare Weylend as much as possible. She didnt want to bring him to the emergency room, but she also didnt want to get the girls involved in this right now. Realizing she had to bring him with her, Wey, I need you to go grab your jacket ok sweetie, were gonna go on a little trip okay. Okay. He agreed as he scampered to his room to grab it. Tina tried to rouse Bette. BabyBette listen to me, I need to get you to a hospital okay, you need to help me get you up. Bette groaned and her eyes rolled as she tried to open them. She pulled her up and practically drug her out into her car. Running back in the house she saw Weylend standing out front his room struggling to zipper his jacket. Come on Wey, we gotta go. Grabbing him and carrying him to the car she told him to buckle up his seat belt and she peeled out of the drive-way. Driving quickly, but safely to the nearest hospital for Bette she couldnt help but worry. Why do bad things always ***** up the good things? Before she knew it they were at the hospital and Bette was being wheeled into a room in the ER to be looked at. Tina and Wey sat in the waiting room with Weylend curled up in Tinas lap, she could tell he was still sniffling every once in a while and her motherly instinct took over as she rocked him and caressed his head. Is momma gonta be awwight? Tina froze at the question, she hoped Bette was okay. She didnt know what else had happened after she was passed out, she didn’t know what he had done to Bette. But she felt and overwhelming desire to keep Weylend safe, and make sure that he was loved and cared for no matter what, and she was going to a part of the way this child was raised, it was not an option. She loved him with her whole existence. And Bette was going to be there with them, she had to be that was also not an option for Tina. Not having Bette again would kill her. Mommas going to be fine baby, she said placing a kiss on his head. The nice doctor said we can see her in a little bit, shes going to be fine. Weylend put his head on Tinas chest, seemingly pacified by her answers, and drifted off to sleep. Tinas eyes started to drift closed when she saw the doctor coming towards her.