Fan Fiction
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Ten Minutes Later (Time of Day 33)
“It’s not,” Bette agreed.
For a moment Tina thought about countering that, but knew that then her statement would ring false. After all, she was the one who just said that this was not all Bette’s fault.
“But it’s something I know I need to work on, something that I feel you’ve been working on. I love you Tina. I trust you. I need to make sure you know these things.”
At the repetition of the declaration of love, Tina could feel the tears starting to fall from her eyes.
Bette took a step forward, dabbing at the tears with her thumbs. “Hey.”
“You love me.”
“Yeah.” Though her own eyes were shining with unshed tears, Bette smiled. “I love you.”
Tina answered in the most natural way she could think of. She placed a kiss on Bette’s lips. Deep. Intense. “I love you, too,” she whispered after pulling away to catch her breath.
She let her hands wander up and down the front of Bette’s blouse. “We’ve got so much between us, so much unresolved.”
“I know.” Bette rested her forehead against Tina’s. “I agree,” she murmured.
“Promise me, we’ll deal with everything this time?”
“I promise.”
“No holding back?”
Bette bit at her bottom lip.
“Bette?”
“No holding back.”
Tina kissed her again. “Thank you.”
“For?”
“For being willing to let there be an ‘us.’”
“I want ‘us.’ I want our family. Together.”
“I know.”
“If I don’t leave now…” Bette started the thought.
“I know.”
She gave Tina a tender kiss on the lips. “Good night.”
Tina responded with one more kiss.
Then, with great hesitation, Tina opened the door. “Do you think maybe,” she started before Bette had begun moving. “Maybe we could go out sometime?”
“I think I would like that, Ms. Kennard.”
“Suggest a time, Ms. Porter.”
“How about tomorrow, for dinner?”
“All of us?”
“All of us,” Bette confirmed. “Any ideas on what you’d like.”
Tina looked down.
“T?”
“Something simple, at the house? And I’d like us to talk, after we get Angelica to bed.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.” Tina took hold of Bette’s hand. “I want us to move forward, this time. I don’t want us to rush.”
Bette leaned in, giving Tina one last kiss. This time, she restrained herself, just kissing the other woman’s cheek. “Tomorrow, then.”
Slowly, Bette pulled away, and walked out.
Tina stood at the door, watching her leave.
After she finally closed the door, she collapsed on the couch. Crying. The outpouring was not just of emotion, but of relief.
Dare she dream that this time, they might actually succeed?
(the end)
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(53 votes, average: 3.96 out of 5)
How perfect, I am glad that Bette went back. It’s good to admit when you make a mistake. Bette was certainly an ass, but she made up for it. Thanks for the terrific story, looking forward to you next post!!!!!
You’re one of the best things going on this site at this time! Thank you!
I absolutely love your writing. Thanks for this.
God, is Bette doing a 12 step child of Melvin program? “My name is Bette and I am a fuck up.” Well, I hope her higher power will eventually let her own up to her own shit. Yeah, Melvin, blah, blah, yaddah yaddah yaddah. But when it comes down to it, there’s nobody there and nobody to blame but Bette and Tina.
Pseud, That was perfect. I am so happy that Bette got past herself and made to effort to sort things out with Tina. Bette admitted her true feelings for Tina and apologized, after realizing her stupidity over the babysitter comments. I could sense the sexual tension as both gals declared their love. Yes, there is a long road to walk but both their eyes are open and their hearts are willing to take the chance on a brighter future together. Just awesome to have them sharing these stolen moments. Now that there is honesty a stronger foundation can be built. One that is based on respect and love can weather all storms. Now I can’t wait to see how their date goes as the repressed sexual chemistry is in danger over overtaking their emotional joining. Many thanks for making this a perfect read. Your Loyal Fan.
dare we believe that this time they will succeed?…bring it on…geez that blouse wore to her dad’s funeral was ugly? who chooses those ugly clothes that they often put her in??? unbelievable that such a gorgeous woman can be made to look like such a frump…bows, frills etc do not suit the woman…excuse me I’m raving & its not your fault…PPS
Yeah, that was totally the better option. Jacques and his posse are no match for a good old-fashioned declaration of love. Bette Porter: keepin’ it real, old school. Sweet. Well… I hope that no-holds-barred after-dinner chat they have planned doesn’t stop them moving forward. I’m almost dreading it… but I will, of course, be reading. Excellent pseud, thanks for the update.
owning your shit. just had the opportunity to do just that at work. lots of fun. thanks.
You are a master- both of these women are so well defined and trying to so hard to be true to themselves and their love it is such a pleasure to read. Thanks.
What a great line. Please let them succeed. Take it slow girls, you’ll get there. Love these little tidbits.
Glad B&T made up. Just love the story and how it is progressing. Many thanks, Pseud.
Knew you wouldn’t let Bette leave it like that. Glad that they’ve declared their love and are willing to work this out. I know that I should stop reading your story as I don’t want it to influence my own story, but it’s so damn good pseud! Thanks for posting. Can’t wait for the next update.
“I am Elizabeth Porter, daughter of Melvin. I can be a real ass.” I need to remember this for the times I’ll fuck up in the future.
please, please, let them succeed
They better succeed. Although, I’m guessing there will be more misunderstandings..and hurt feelings before that happens. I hope the dinner goes well. One thing can go well, right?
I so love this story!!! Thanks PPS
This is good!