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    Purest of Pain (Chpt. 1 of…)

     

    She watched as Tina stepped out of what remained of the dress and walked over to her dresser. The red marks on her back starting to show now. Evidence of the altercation that had happened between them. The way they had attacked each other. The bruises that would tell the story beginning to form.

     

    She wanted to say something. Tell her she was sorry, but sorry for what? For what they had just done or for what she’d been doing. The thing that Tina obviously knew she’d done. Had she been so transparent? So bad at hiding her feelings when she’d been doing it for so long.

     

    Bette turned away, she couldn’t look at her anymore. She couldn’t look at her wife’s naked body. Every beautiful inch of it. The body before her was a stranger’s. Hurt and raw and red. Marked by something that wasn’t love.

     

    She wanted to hold her. Take her in her arms and kiss every part of her that felt pain and hope that somehow that would ease her pain too. But she couldn’t, because she did it. She was the one who had been caught, she was the one who had betrayed her, she was the one who had torn them apart.

     

    Click. Bette’s head turned as she heard the lock on the bathroom door as Tina disappeared inside. The lock that was only ever used when strangers were in the house. She wanted to keep Bette out. She wanted to make sure that Bette could not follow her. Finally Bette’s voice came to her in a whisper, ‘Oh God, what have I done?’ 

     

    As if to answer her Tina appeared in the doorway fully dressed. Bette turned on hearing her and opened her mouth to speak but stopped when Tina held up her hand as though to silence her. Bette stood and began to walk towards her. Again she was halted by Tina’s outstretched hand. Without words Tina commanded Bette to sit back down on the bed. Bette could do nothing but comply.


    Perhaps if she had then she would have stopped Tina as she took a bag from the bottom of her wardrobe and started to pack it. She waited for a sign, any indication that if she would speak Tina would actually stop. She searched her mind for the words but only one came. Sorry. She was so sorry. For everything. But she knew that was not enough so she remained silent.

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