The Betrayal

Thursday: August 14, 2008, Age 24

I could not believe it. Something was not right. I knew that there was something going on…I could feel it in my gut.

It had been James and me my whole life. We grew up together…our parents were best friends…we had the same circle of friends, including his brother and sister and their significant others.

James and I were married right out of high school. We wanted to go away to college together as husband and wife.

Our friends were supportive, but our parents were doubtful that we would be able to make it work at such a young age. They knew we were very much in love, but they also knew the hardships of making a marriage work.

However, we could not be apart. Therefore, we did it. We were married a month after our high school graduation.

We always had a very healthy s*x life. When I say healthy…I mean…very healthy…as in we were never able to get enough of one another.

We always made time for each other and for our s****l appetites.

James and I had been married for seven years this past June. We did not celebrate our anniversary…he had to work. Nor did we celebrate his birthday…also in June. His sister, Amber, and I threw him a surprise party…that he did not show up for…allegedly also because of work.

He had been cold and distant…for a while now…and I suppose I only had myself to blame. You see, we had been trying to get pregnant for the last year and a half. Okay, let me rephrase that…I was trying to get pregnant for the last year and a half. James did not seem interested in it anymore.

We decided we would get pregnant after we had both finished college. However, we still continued to put it off, and I was frustrated. Finally, James came home one day and said he wanted us to start trying. I was the happiest I had ever been.

James went to medical school and finished at the top of his class. Sure, he studied all the time, and I was lonely…but I knew the price we would pay for his dreams. I was fine with it. I had my own dreams…of becoming a famous writer. Nevertheless, I put those on hold to make a comfortable home for him. I graduated from college, but I still have yet to do anything with my degree.

The plan was for me to be the caretaker of the house…the children…and to be the doting doctor's wife. James had this perfect vision of wanting what his parents had. His father would go to work every day and was one of the town's most beloved doctors. Sara stayed home and provided a happy, loving environment for their children and Carl

James seemed as if that was what he expected for us as well.

As long as I had my husband, I was okay with that. But when I finally talked him into starting our family…we discovered a problem. We were having a very hard time getting pregnant. We went to see a specialist and he ran many tests. They discovered that I had only one ovary and that it was a lazy ovary. The doctor said this should not make it impossible for me to get pregnant, but it could be quite difficult.

We left the office discouraged, but James told me that we would do whatever necessary to have a baby. It was fun at first. We were going at it like bunnies. He was coming home whenever I called and asked him to because I was ovulating. I would go to the hospital and 'surprise' him. It was as if we were teenagers all over again.

James always had a very healthy s****l appetite. Even when we had s*x for the first time…both being, virgins…it was different from experiences I heard about from other women. James lasted much longer than I had heard guys last their first time. I did not think he was ever going to stop.

While it was painful at first…he was so gentle that the experience was incredible for me and I did c*m our first time together…where I have heard most virgin girls do not have that experience their first time. I felt very lucky…blessed…and satisfied with my James.

I never could figure out what James saw in me. When I would express this to him, he would tell me I was being absurd and that I did not see myself clearly. He told me that I was the most beautiful girl in the world…his girl to be exact…and that I was his best friend.

I could not remember the last time he said that to me though.

Things came to a head a few weeks ago.

Flashback

I called and asked him to come home because I was ovulating. He made it through the door, and there was no foreplay…nothing. He just pulled at my clothes…not even offering me a kiss. We had been rough before, but he was kind of hurting me this time.

I pushed him off me. "James what's wrong with you?"

"I'm just giving you what you want Lucy. All you f*****g care about is getting pregnant so let's get to it. I need to f**k you so I can get back to work. I do have a f*****g job and people who depend on me!"

The tears stung my eyes. But I did not want to let them fall…James hated it when I cried. He always told me it broke his heart. Even though he had just hurt me…something he was doing a lot lately…I did not want to hurt him in return.

"I depend on you too," I said in a shaky voice that did not mask the fact I was about to cry…as I had hoped.

He rolled off me. "Jesus Lucy…are you going to f*****g cry? The water works are not going to work today sweetheart. Are we going to do this or can I go back to work?"

"Just go," I sobbed as I rolled over and away from him.

"Fine, don't wait up. I'm working a double shift." Then he got up from the bed and left me there to cry.

Of course, he was working a double shift. For the last few months, he always worked a double shift. It felt as if he was avoiding being around me.

Something did not feel right. I had been suspicious for a while that he was cheating on me…but I was too afraid to find out the truth. I made a decision about four hours later and I decided to go to the hospital and apologize…to try to work things out after what had just happened.

Only…when I drove to the hospital…I did not see my husband's car in the parking lot. I walked in to the nurses' station and asked them to page Dr. James Reid We always had to distinguish between James and Carl or both of them would show up if they only paged 'Dr. Reid since he and his father both worked here.

The nurse looked up at me and said, "Do you mean Dr. Carl Reid?"

"No, I mean James."

"Oh well, I'm sorry. Dr. James Reid got off from his shift two hours ago. But I can page Dr. Carl for you…he's James father."

I could not move…breathe…or speak. He got off two hours ago. Where the hell was he?

Oh…my…god…he was cheating on me.

My fears were real…and why didn't this b***h know who I was?

"Miss? Would you like me to page his father?"

I shook my head. "No, that won't be necessary."

I turned and left.

End flashback.