Infidelity, Forbidden Love, and the Price of Obsession: A True Story of Temptation and Heartache
As this is an actual retelling of events, the beginning is a bit slow. If you want to skip to the sex, jump down to Chapter 3. The names have all been changed, including mine, to protect the not so innocent. If you want to read more about my history, read the prologue and chapter 1.
Chapter 2
I went home for Christmas break the next afternoon. I was afraid to face Molly after the encounter in the limo. She called twice while I was away and I let it go to voice mail both times. I called when I knew she would be busy and left a message for her. Megan called as well, but didn’t leave a message. I didn’t call her back. What could I say? I was infatuated with her married sister and even though it was never going to go anywhere, I could never be with her as I knew it would hurt Molly too much. I knew I should do something, but had no idea what that was. Chris called when I got back in town and insisted I come over to watch the playoffs with him. I couldn't decline without say I was avoiding his wife, so I headed over. Thankfully, Molly was out, so there was no awkwardness.
To distract myself from the situation with Molly, I buried myself in my coaching duties. The spring season was approaching and half of our runners had a good shot at making it all the way to state, something that had never happened. The most we had sent to state before in the same year was three, so I was excited to help the team. I still had a free period first thing, so I volunteered to show up at school at 5:30 AM to run doubles for anyone who wanted the extra time. Nearly everyone showed up the first morning, so I had to ask one of the trainers to come in to help. As usual, I ran with the kids. They told me it pushed them to do better and all of them dreamed of a day when they would lap me in a race. I had a tradition where I challenged all the new runners to a race the first day of work outs. Knowing I would be smoked in a short distance, the race was three miles around the track. I usually won, instantly gaining their respect and they were quick to listen when I promised to make them faster. Each year, at THE END
Chapter 2
I went home for Christmas break the next afternoon. I was afraid to face Molly after the encounter in the limo. She called twice while I was away and I let it go to voice mail both times. I called when I knew she would be busy and left a message for her. Megan called as well, but didn’t leave a message. I didn’t call her back. What could I say? I was infatuated with her married sister and even though it was never going to go anywhere, I could never be with her as I knew it would hurt Molly too much. I knew I should do something, but had no idea what that was. Chris called when I got back in town and insisted I come over to watch the playoffs with him. I couldn't decline without say I was avoiding his wife, so I headed over. Thankfully, Molly was out, so there was no awkwardness.
To distract myself from the situation with Molly, I buried myself in my coaching duties. The spring season was approaching and half of our runners had a good shot at making it all the way to state, something that had never happened. The most we had sent to state before in the same year was three, so I was excited to help the team. I still had a free period first thing, so I volunteered to show up at school at 5:30 AM to run doubles for anyone who wanted the extra time. Nearly everyone showed up the first morning, so I had to ask one of the trainers to come in to help. As usual, I ran with the kids. They told me it pushed them to do better and all of them dreamed of a day when they would lap me in a race. I had a tradition where I challenged all the new runners to a race the first day of work outs. Knowing I would be smoked in a short distance, the race was three miles around the track. I usually won, instantly gaining their respect and they were quick to listen when I promised to make them faster. Each year, at THE END
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