Bette and Alice walked out the door and into the parking lot of the apartment complex that Alice lived in..
“So, where do you live?” asked Alice..
“About a mile or so, why?”
“I just wanted to make sure that I didn’t have to walk far…then walk back by myself…In case you didn’t know..Im just a little fucked up.” laughed Alice…
“Yea, I did notice..” said Bette as she moved over close to Alice because she was leaning a little while she was walking…
“Ummm..you might want to hold me up a little…”
“Yea, I noticed that too.” said Bette as she put her arm around Alice…
Alice leaned her head over on Bette’s shoulder, “Your hair smells so good…what kind of shampoo do you use?” laughed Alice.
“Uh, something in a white bottle…Dove, I think…” answered Bette.
“Well, I’m just gonna have to get some of that ***** then….”
They were still walking, “Are you sure you don’t want to call a cab?” asked Alice.
“Why, are you tired?”
“No, I just don’t think that I can walk many more straight lines…even if you are holding me up.”
“okay…I’ll call one.” said Bette as she pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and flipped it open…
She dialed the number and a cab was on it’s way…as soon as it arrived, they got in and went to Bette’s apartment.
“Wow, this is really neat.” said Alice as she walked around looking at all of the art on the walls…
“Thanks.” said Bette as she put her things down on the counter and walked over near Alice.
“Are all of these yours?” asked Alice..
“Yea, I love art…I want to someday own an art gallery…”
“Well, if you love it that much…then one day, Yes, I can see you owning your own gallery.”
“Thanks for the confidence…even though you don’t know me.”
“I’d like to get to know you…” said Alice as she walked closer to Bette.
“Um, Alice…I would love to get to know you too, but you are just a little high…I’m not gonna take advantage of you that way…”
“Aww..you are so sweet…but take advantage of me anyways…” said Alice as she leaned towards Bette, then stumbled..Luckily, Bette caught her.
“OOhhhh, I think I’m gonna be sick.” said Alice.
“*****…..C’mon.” said Bette as she helped Alice walk to the bathroom. Alice slumped over the toilet and let it all come up..Bette was attentive, she pulled her hair back and wet a washcloth to wipe Alice’s face off..
“Thanks..” said Alice..
“Welcome.”
“I’ve come to one conclusion…” said Alice..
“What’s that, babe?”
“Alcohol and that ***** christmas tree, or whatever it was…doesn’t mix very well…” said Alice..
“Come on..You are staying here the night..” said Bette as she walked Alice into the bedroom and took her jeans off….”Scoot under the covers, Alice.”
Alice did as she was told…graciously…
Bette pulled the covers up to Alice’s neck and tucked her in..she brushed the hair out of her face and gave Alice a quick peck on the forehead..”Where are you going to sleep?” asked Alice in a tired voice.
“On the couch…”
“No.” said Alice as she tried to sit up..”I’m not gonna take your bed from you.”
” Lay your stubborn ***** down, and sleep it off…I will be okay on the couch…” said Bette as she guided Alice back down..
“Yeeesss maaam. Don’t get pushy.”
Bette got up and went to the hall closet for an extra pillow and blanket, then camped out on the couch…
Early the next morning, Bette was startled as she woke up and the first thing she saw was Alice’s face staring at her..
“*****…You can’t do that..” said Bette as she sat up and rubbed her eyes..
“*****…I am really sorry..I didn’t mean to scare you..honestly….actually, the look on your face was priceless….I wish I would’ve had a camera….” laughed Alice as she grabbed her forehead…”*****…My head hurts…”
Bette got up, and helped Alice onto the couch…”Sit here, I have something for you.”
Bette walked into the kitchen and soon, Alice heard the blender going…then, after a minute, she appeared before Alice.
“Here,” said Bette as she handed Alice the glass.”Drink this..”
“What is this *****?” asked Alice as she held the glass up..”I’m not drinking this…It looks like a dirty diaper has been dumped in this glass and then blended together.”
“Just drink it.”
Alice pouted like a baby…with a sad look on her face…and looked up at Bette.
“Drink It.” Bette insisted..”It will make that hangover go away.”
“*****..I puked last night, I don’t want to puke this morning.’
“I said drink it..” and Bette was more insistant.
“Ok…ok…damn…” said Alice…”You must not like me very much…because from what I gather, you are trying to kill me with this *****.” said Alice before she lifted the glass to chug the mixture.
She coughed, “Oh My God..That ***** was awful…what was in it?”
“I emptied a dirty diaper out and blended it together for you…” laughed Bette.
“Very funny…Maybe you should quit school, and become a comedian.. Ha.Ha.Ha. You are so ***** funny.”
“I’m only trying to help you..” said Bette as she sat next to Alice on the couch. A silence insued..
“I guess I need to take you home.” said Bette
“Yea, I guess so.” and Alice slipped her shoes on while Bette got dressed out of her night clothes.
Bette took Alice back home..
“Thanks for last night, and the ride home.”
“It’s no problem..If it’s not too much to ask, I would like to see you again………without Frank…” suggested Bette.
“Sure, I would love to.” said Alice as she looked Bette in the eyes…for what seemed like forever…
“Well.” said Alice to break the ice, “Just come over sometime.”
“How about tommorrow? Dinner? My treat?”
“Yea, that sounds good.”
“pick you up at 7?” asked Bette.
“I’ll be ready and waiting…” said Alice with a smile..
“Thanks again…………for everything.”
“Welcome, again.” said Bette with a smile…
Alice got out of the car and Bette waited for her to get inside before she left.

To Be Continued: