Tina had come back from her nightly ritual of walking around her neighbourhood.

Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor.

Now she was sitting on her living room floor with a box in front of her, photo albums and scrapbooks around her.Memories chronicling her time with Bette.

Reaching for the phone ‘cuz I can’t fight it anymore.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind?
For me it happens all the time.

“God Bette, I can’t believe you’re marrying Jodie in a week. Is this really it? You’re giving up on all we had? All we could have?”

She opened one of her scrapbooks titled “Commitment Ceremony” and smoothed her finger over the photo of Bette carrying Tina, silly grins on both their faces.

“Do you remember this? How happy we were? Kit tells me that you’re never that happy with Jodie, not at all. All the girls have been avoiding me this week, I guess they think I don’t know about the wedding, but why did you send me the invite? Are you that heartless?”

Tina looked at all the things in front of her and then she grabbed her phone, pressing the familiar numbers “I don’t care; I need to talk to you Bette, to at least find out if we still have a chance. I would never forgive myself if I let you enter a life that you don’t deserve.”

It’s a quarter after one, I’m all alone and I need you now.
Said I wouldn’t call but I lost all control and I need you now.

The call connected and immediately loud disco music filtered through the phone and Tina jerked back in surprise, looking at the phone.

“Bette?! Bette!! Are you there?”

“Hmm, erm, who is this?” Tina heard Bette slurring over the phone.

“Bette? Bette, it’s me, Tina.” Tina practically shouted into the phone, trying to be louder than the music.

“Hmm, Tina? Oh I know, I thought it was you just now. Hahaha, Why wasn’t it you? You were hot though! Oh wait, that wasn’t you! Ahahaha, hmm..”

Tina was stunned, Bette was obviously drunk. Where was she? And what exactly was Bette talking about?

“Bette! Bette, where are you? Where’s Jodie?”