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    The Sound Track of Our Lives

    Story written on January 20, 2006 by vfullart.
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    Story Shortlink: https://mail.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=59115
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    Chapter 20- Bette and Tina have the “talk”

    Bette gives a death stare to the water willing it to boil. If she had given this stare to any mortal they would have coward and obeyed but the water stuck to its ground refusing to throw physics out the window. The sauce had taken less time then Bette had thought it would. It now sat there getting cold because the water wouldn’t fucking boil!

    Bette hears the rumble of Tina’s car enter the driveway. “Damn it! Boil!” She wipes her hands clean on the dish towel. She glared once more at the pot of still water before she walked to the front door. She pulled the heavy oak door open to reveal Tina, her hand poised to knock. “Hello. Come on in.” Bette tried to give Tina a warm welcoming smile however, the smile stopped at her lips. She was filled with a sense of foreboding upon seeing Tina’s serious scowl.

    The women moved to the couches with an uneasy silence. Tina took the love seat forcing Bette to sit on the large sofa by herself.

    Tina looks across the coffee table knowing that if she prolongs her exposure to Bette she will lose her nerve. “Bette, I don’t know how to say this so I am just going to lay it out there.” Tina exhales, refusing to breathe until her lungs scream out in protest. She slowly inhales letting the familiar scents of her former home envelop her. The house smelled different. It was obvious that Bette was not cleaning as much as the house was use to as the air smelled stale. The most striking new odor came from the direction of the kitchen, it was dark, heavy and all together the wrong sort of smell. “What is that smell?”

    Bette was rigid, bracing herself for impact. “What?” She had not expected that question. “Oh that is dinner.” As she processed what Tina meant, her brain began to once again take in her surroundings. She heard the sound for water over flowing on to the burner, “Oh shit, dinner!” She leaped off the sofa and sprinted to the kitchen. The bubbling water poured over the side of the pot spilling hot water all over the place. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” Bette reaches over the pot to the burner control. “Fuck!” The steam licked her turning the soft mocha skin of her wrist an angry pink.

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    2. did bette remembered their other boy? so sad…she bette drive carefully, poor tina, she might stay there and wait for bette and keep talking

    3. Isn’t that Bettes house,Did she just leave her own home.Just leave Tina there? That is something I would do but not Bette. That is so sad, was she thinking of the other baby,or how much Time she has missed in this. Poor both of them. Thanks

    5. Oh dear God, why couldn’t she just faint like normal people instead of doing what she does best, running. For the love of Pete, get that fool back in the house and have her embrace Tina and tell her how happy she is. Thanks for the post.

    7. VFULLART! YOU COME BACK HERE AND EXPLAIN YOURSELF! Started off edgy, things actually started to get nice and then what? What the fuck? Was the nice part imaginary? Is Bette nuts? What?

    9. Poor Bette, seems like she remembered when she and Tina were talking about names for their first son. So sad. Then she opens” her eyes and finally sees what’s in front of her. It’s sad that Bette is so self punishing. She’s so critical of herself that no one can punish her as much as she can herself. Hope Tina stays and waits for her to come back home. They need to talk. Thanks for the update.

    13. You are so so bad Valerie. See what happens when I bother you about not posting–we get another chapter. See age does have it’s wisdom. Ha! Ha! Oh yeah by the way–the chapter–I think you have upset some of your fans, but if you post again soon I’m sure all will be forgiven. Great writing as always my friend.

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