Storm Watch 02.27 – Moments Bleed

Can you feel it coming?  Is there a twist coming? 

            Tina sat on the porch of the new house still stunned at the news as she rocked back and forth, holding herself.  She’d sat in the car un-speaking, unable to think, or process the fact that she’d turned her life into a soap opera. 

            Two babies, two fathers’ all at once, jeez Tina, when you go for it, you really do go all out don’t you?  You don’t do anything half *****, no way!  Full tilt to the hip ladies and gentlemen.  How appropriate that she find this out, just a month before giving birth.  She didn’t even know 1017′s background she’d just liked the number.

            “***** Tina, what were you thinking?”  She said out loud to the empty yard then she remembered she’d wanted someone else in her life.  Someone unselfish that wanted to love her for who she was, and not who they wanted her to be, like Bette.  An act of desperation, from a woman who was more than forlorn, she’d been crazed in a subtle way. 

            Not in a ‘Hi I’m Tina Kennard, serial killer’ but in a much scarier way.  This was going to leave its mark on her, her children.  Every action has an equal and opposite reaction.  What a ***** of a response she’d gotten from Sam‘s ***** gods, were they so jaded that they thought this was funny?  More than likely they were sitting up there, where ever the ***** gods sat and were rolling around the proverbial floor, laughing their asses off.

            She felt like she was trapped in some bad TV show, like the one that Shane was working on and off for.  ***** drama abounds damn.  She ran a hand through her hair as she sat back down on the steps of the back porch, tired of thinking.

            Rosita was in the house, talking in a hushed voice to her father in Spanish; they could be fighting, and they might not have been.  She wasn’t sure, she was sure that she had majorly fucked up her life.  Rosita had been attentive, and had let her cry and then had held her when she had needed it.  Lord she’d lucked out when she’d busted a set of brakes, those ***** gods had a twisted sense of humor.