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    The Gay Princess – Chapter Six

    “Babe, are you alright?”

    “No, I’m not.” She tells me. My heart breaks when I hear her.

    “What happened?” I ask concerned.

    “I told Maxine and Dad about us and Maxine doesn’t see me as her daughter anymore, Dad just ignores me. Kit and Xander are supportive but Maxine hurt me so much, Tee. She was so cold.” She tells me.

    “I’m so sorry baby. I wish it had gone differently.” I tell her. I want to wrap my arms around her and tell her I love and adore her.

    “Me to. How did it go with you?” She asks. I feel a little guilty that it gone so well here.

    “It went well. They are all supportive of us.” I tell her. “Maybe you can fly over here, I’m sure Mom and Dad won’t mind.” I tell her.

    “That sounds like heaven.” She says. “But I don’t have a plane because Mom and Dad took off.”

    “You know what? I’ll come over to you.” I tell her.

    “Yeah, that would be great, baby.” She tells me.

    “I’ll be there in about nine hours, okay?” I ask her.

    “Okay.”

    “Remember I love you.”

    “I love you to.” She says. I disconnect the phone jump out of bed and go to the pilot asking him to make the plane ready to take off. Then I ran downstairs.

    “Mom, Dad, I’m going to Bette. She told her parents today and it didn’t go very well.” I tell them. They nod.

    “Okay, twinkle, go be with her. She’ll need it. Tell her she is always welcome here.” My Dad tells me. I smile, kiss them both on the cheek and walk to the plane I get in while one of the maids packs my bags and puts them in the plane.

    9 Hours Later

    -*-Elisabeth-*-

    I sit in my room, staring at an invisible point when someone knocks on my door. I open it and look in the face of my angel. I have never been happier to see her. Without saying anything, she wraps her arms around me and I do the same to her. We stand there for what seems like a heavenly eternity but it must have only been a few seconds. Then she closes the door and we walk to the bed. She asks me to tell what happened more detailed and I do. I cry in her arms and she tries to sooth me.  It is late so we decided to sleep, she tired and I’m exhausted. I lay in my side while she spoons me from behind. It is great to be in her arms.

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