Love Revisted – Coming Home Part 7

Previously

Because if you ever, EVER in this lifetime come within the breathing space of me or my family – if any part of you touches Tina again, I will rip your ***** face off and have it framed for you. You know how good I am at presentations, right? Sure you do. Looking at that piece will be the only way youll remember what you used to look like.
Something in Helena told her Bette meant every word she said.

You know, calling the police would be real easy – maybe just a bit too easy for you, shithead. I have a much better idea.

Tina, baby, Ill be right there, hold on for me, okay? Only one more thing I have to do.

Bette needed her cell but knew it was probably in the living room somewhere in her bag, which got tossed who knows where when she bounded into the apartment.

She eyed Tinas phone. Still keeping an eye on the ***** from *****, Bette picked up the receiver, got information and asked, Operator, could you get the number and direct dial for me the Chateau Marmont in Hollywood? Yes, thank you.

Helenas head whipped up, her mouth agape. Terror replaced fear in her bruised expression.

Hi, yes, could you please ring Peggy Peabodys room. Tell her its Bette Porter and its an extreme emergency.

Yes, Helena, Momma Bear is on her way and she sounds none too happy. Wait till she finds out what actually went on here. A little nervous, are we? Shall I ring her in the limo to stop on the way to pick up some Depends?

***** you, Bette Porter.

Oh, youll never have that opportunity. You know just looking at you is making me nauseated. I need to do something about that. Weve got a few moments before your Momma gets here.

Bette sidestepped to Tinas closet, took a quick look and saw just what she wanted. She reached in and grabbed two silk scarves. She walked over to Helena, whose left side of her face was barely recognizable as belonging to her, stepped to the side, clearly out of kicking distance of her long legs.