Clarksville Pt. 02

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Drew returns to deal with Tess' betrayal.
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Part 2 of the 2 part series

Updated 06/11/2023
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This is for those of you who directly, but politely asked me to FTDS. For those who hurled insults, please learn to make your point without becoming unhinged. It's a story for goodness' sake!

To the grammar police, keep me on my toes, I'm trying to get better at proofreading.

You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch

You have termites in your smile

You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch

Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile! Dr. Seuss

Drew hit Tess's number on his speed dial. He was ten minutes away from home. He hadn't seen her a week and was wondering if he should have spent more time in Austin cooling off a bit. He wanted to deal with her betrayal directly and with honesty, but he didn't want to go nuclear on her when they talked.

She picked up on the first ring. "Hello Drew"

"Tess, I'm about ten minutes from the house. I'd like to come by and pick up some clean clothes if that is alright."

"Of course, but this is your home, you should stay here. Do you want me to find somewhere else to go?"

"No, I'm sure the baby is comfortable where he is, and I've been driving for two days. I'd like to get a good night's sleep, then go by the shop and check the boys in the morning. Maybe we could meet at noon." His tone was flat, he shared nothing of his emotions.

"OK, do you want me to make something for you for dinner?"

"No, but I would appreciate it if you could pack some clothes in my gym bag and toss it on the porch. That way I won't have to come in."

"Is it that bad Drew, that you can't abide the sight of me?"

"Tess, I've always been honest with you, and I always will be, so the answer to your question is, yes, it is that bad. I cannot trust what I might say to you after driving almost 900 miles and being emotionally and physically exhausted."

"Your bag will be on the porch in five minutes" she replied softly.

"Thanks. Do you think your mom could take the baby out while we talk tomorrow? A couple hours should work. What is his name by the way?"

"Yes, mom can do that for us. His name is Michael Finn."

"That's a nice name" Drew replied. Then he clicked off.

Drew slept restlessly at the Fairfield Inn just off highway 24. He was in the garage by 6 AM a good hour before anyone else. He surveyed the work orders and took general stock of where they stood. As he had predicted, the last week being spring break the work had been light. But the appointments for the coming week were already almost full. Having taken Lori's advice to heart, he had made one decision today. He was staying in Clarksville, or "Clarkston" as she had mistakenly called it. That made him chuckle. He would continue to grow his business and make a life for himself. Divorce seemed more than likely but that wasn't a decision he needed to make this morning. One step at a time.

Tess tossed and turned all night. Her mother suggested a mild sleeping pill and about 1 AM she finally popped one and was able to get about 6 hours of sleep before the morning light was streaming into their bedroom. "Odd," she thought, "I still see this as our bedroom. Probably not much longer though."

She showered, fed the baby, and talked with her mom most of the morning. Her mother advised her to listen more than talk, not make promises she couldn't keep, and for goodness' sake, don't try to push Drew in a direction he didn't want to go. This was a first conversation her mom reminded her. Even if there wasn't a second one, she wisely counselled her daughter not to try and manipulate the situation. At 11:45 her mom left.

Drew was greeted enthusiastically by his crew when they began to arrive around seven.

"How are we doing Mitch? Things running smoothly?"

"I donno boss, I guess so. You're better with the books and schedule than me, but I don't think I screwed any of it up too badly. You stickin around or are out of business?"

"Nope, we're not closing. Yep, I'm staying. I'm in a bad spot brother, I won't bull shit you. But the place I need to be to get through it is right here with my friends. I'm seeing Tess this afternoon so I may know more by then, but I do know I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me Mitch."

Mitch smiled and turned to give his attention to a 2017 Hyundai Genesis G90 that needed new brake pads. As he left, he said, "That's what I figured." Which, translated from Mitch parlance meant, "I love you too brother."

Drew pulled into the driveway at noon, parked and knocked on the front door. Tess was surprised he didn't just come in. "He doesn't see this as his home anymore" she thought to herself as she looked in the mirror one last time to make sure she was presentable. She put on a smile as best she could as she opened the door. She wanted to dive into his arms and cling to him for dear life, but she kept herself as composed as she possibly could.

"Drew, the door was unlocked, this is your home, you don't need to knock, please come in."

"Thank you, Tess," he replied ignoring the house comment, or just leaving it alone for the time being.

They sat down uncomfortably at the kitchen table. Tess asked if Drew wanted something to drink, he took a bottle of water.

Always the gentleman, Drew asked, "Tess, would you like to begin, or do you want me to start?" Taking her mom's advice, she asked him to go first. He looked relieved.

"Eight days ago, I rushed home, picked you up and we raced to the hospital. Even with all the cursing you did due to the pain of the contractions, I was the happiest man on earth. I was getting ready to be a daddy to our son or daughter with the only woman in the world I truly loved. My heart was so full I thought it might burst. That joy was interrupted for a moment when the doc said the baby was breach, but I was confident that everything would work out fine. Lord knows with all the praying our parents and friends were doing I felt you and the baby would be OK."

"When the doctor came out of the delivery room, I knew right away something was off. She assured me both you and the baby were fine. She told me you had delivered a healthy nine-pound baby boy. Looking back, I realize she never called him "your son" or "you and Tess have a baby boy."

"Then she walked me down to the nursery, and at first, I thought there was some mistake. The doctor assured me; this was the baby you had birthed. I asked if there was any way medically, we could have a child with his physical characteristics. She said it was all but impossible at which point she began to ask me some awful questions."

"Did we change plans and have someone impregnate you?"

"If not, did I have any idea if you sought invitro or a sperm donor without my knowledge?"

"Then the ultimate humiliation, 'Was there a chance you had a sexual liaison with another man who obviously looked different than me?'

I answered no to each question but a moment after the last one, it dawned on me. It had to be Eddie. You had spent so much time with him, there was no other reasonable answer. Somewhere, somehow, you'd abandoned me for him. It was a soul crushing moment that I'll always carry with me."

"The doctor asked if it were possible, he had forced himself on you. I couldn't imagine that, but I knew I had to ask you. Eddie always struck me as a good kid, a nice young man, forcing you into sex seemed beyond any common sense. But I asked you and you told me 'No, it was mutual.'"

"Tess, I have no idea how and where we went wrong, and you stopped loving me. You never gave me a clue that you were dissatisfied with me as a husband in any way. You never gave me a chance to fix what you felt was broken. Sure, we fought from time to time like every other couple, but you convinced me we were together for life and the love I had for you was the same you had for me."

"I still can't believe I never saw this coming or never realized it when it happened. I assume it was more than once, that you had ongoing liaisons, but you were masterful at hiding it from me. Clearly, he never used protection. My pride and happiness as your husband were destroyed in an instant. Now I wonder 'How many others have there been?' Were you ever faithful to me? Was it all just a ruse? Am I just the biggest cuckold idiot husband in history?"

"The hour I stayed with you in the hospital before leaving was the worst hour of my life, but I was determined to try and stay calm for the sake of the baby... Michael. I knew if you and I fought it would be terrible for him even as an infant and whatever else, he didn't deserve that. But finally, I had to get out. I had to get away from the humiliation and disgrace I was experiencing sitting with a woman who mocked me behind my back by fucking another man. A man twelve years her junior. An adult yes, but still a high school student. Someone with whom the school district trusted you. I was quite certain he was somewhere laughing at me too."

"So, I left to give myself some space. I drove a couple thousand miles in the last week, made a new friend, and got some great advice from her and my dad. Her name is Lori, and she lives in Austin, Texas. I met her completely by accident, but maybe that was one of these moments of fate, because I'm not too proud to say, I think she may have saved my life. She objectively helped me sort through my feelings of being overwhelmed. I was despairing and she gave me a shred of hope. Just enough to get me pointed in the right direction."

"That brings me to today, Tess. I'm here to speak my mind and hear you speak yours. I know there is nothing you can say now or ever that will take away the trauma of the last week, but I have decided my life is worth living. I'm not a bad guy and I'm not a failure as a man or a husband. I trusted you with my heart and you crushed it. I'll never trust you again.

"I don't know what your plans are or even if you have any. But I'm staying put, here in Clarksville and I'm going to move on with my life."

Drew concluded. "I believe we should divorce as quickly and quietly possible. I assume the high school will not renew your contract for next year, even if they don't fire you outright. As I said, Eddie is a man, but he is also a student and you violated everything a teacher should stand for. Right now, I hate being in the same room with you. I can't abide being close to you. Intentionally, or on a sick whim you came close to destroying me and I know I'll be terribly sad for a while. But I'm going to live my life and make the very most of it. It breaks my heart to know it won't be with you, but that was the choice you made. Now we both must live with the consequences."

When Drew began speaking his head was down and his posture was slumped over. But as he spoke, he grew more and more confident and angry. He was not perfect, far from it. But he was a good man, a good partner and friend and a good provider. He knew he didn't deserve any of what Tess had dished out. He may or may not ever love another woman, but he sure as hell wasn't going to let a wife who could betray him so deeply control his choices or his well-being. By the time he was finishing his comments he was looking Tess squarely in the eyes with a confidence she could never hurt again.

As Drew spoke Tess went back and forth between crying, looking into his eyes and looking at the floor. She also realized something profoundly true. She had lost him. He was being brave by coming here and facing what she had done to them but there was no mistaking it. He no longer belonged to her, and he never would again.

Tess composed herself and responded. "Drew, I do want to answer a few of your statements. I understand my lies to you mean you probably won't believe me, but if I'm ever going to heal it must begin with the truth."

"Eddie and I had sex on four occasions between May and the end of July. I never planned for it to happen the first time, but then it was a bit of a thrill to keep on for a couple of months here and there. I knew it would pass and he would soon be gone. Before that, there never was another man in my life. From the time we met, you are the only man I've ever been with sexually until 9 months ago."

"You never failed me as a husband in any way. I always adored you and our relationship. I don't know what came over me with Eddie but nothing you did or didn't do drove me to him. It was all my fault 100%. You are a good man, the best man I've ever known or probably will know. I'm confident, with time, you will truly believe what you just said, that you should have a good life. You deserve a good life."

"I've spared the district the distraction of firing me and have resigned. I don't think anyone is talking about filing any charges against me, but if they do, I'll face the music. If there is any hope for us, I'll stay right here in Clarksville and do whatever I can to rebuild our marriage. I desperately hope there is that chance, but if not, I will accept it. We can part without any acrimony on my part."

She was crying again, "I must tell you how sorry I am for my actions. I am ashamed of myself and what I did to us. I don't expect you to accept any of this, but I am devastated by how evil I treated you. I have no right to ask your forgiveness, but I owe you the honesty you've given me."

As Tess sobbed Drew gave her a few moments. When she began to settle down, he replied.

"Tess, I don't know whether to believe you or not, but I do know I'm not going to give you or anyone the chance to repeatedly hurt me. You are correct, our marriage has been destroyed and there is no rebuilding it. I think we can work through a divorce with too much trouble. Jim Cornell is a good man known to both of us and I'm sure his firm can help us sort out what must be done. I'll call him tomorrow morning unless you have any objections."

Tess shook her head, "Yes, he is a good man. That would be fine."

Drew continued, "You can stay in the house as long as you need to. Sooner or later we'll need to sell it and split the assets. I have no desire to ever sleep in this house again. You'll have enough money to support you and Michael for at least a year. By then, you should be able to get back on your feet. I'm sure your folks are not happy with you, but they love you and will be there for you"

"Drew, before you go, you should know one thing. Lori called me two days ago. It must have been the morning after the two of you had dinner." Drew was genuinely shocked by this revelation but said nothing. Tess could see from his eyes he didn't give Lori her number. That was a small relief.

"She spent about five minutes telling me how she had fucked you three different ways to Sunday the night before." Drew began to object, but Tess held her hand up. "Let me finish please."

"She was very vivid about your romp, or several romps over the course of the night. She told me she had stolen you from me and you weren't coming back. She was beyond convincing, and I exploded calling her every name in the book and vowing to find her and destroy her. I knew you were vulnerable, and I hated her for taking advantage of you."

"But then she stopped and told me none of it was true. She wished it was. She was impressed with you, but she explained she made it all up just so I could understand in a small way the pain I caused you."

Drew sat back, with his mouth open wondering how on earth a woman he had only known for a few hours could take up for him like that. In a flash, he thought he may have to make another trip to Texas.

"It worked," Tess concluded. "I knew in that moment how devastating my actions had been. That is why I'm not begging you to stay and give us a chance. That is why I'm not disrespecting you by saying it was just sex or it didn't mean anything. That is why I won't fight the divorce. Nobody should ever experience what you went through. And for that, I am sorrier than I can ever find words to share."

They sat there for another moment knowing the conversation was over. The dye was cast, and divorce was inevitable. Drew stood to leave but before he did, he said, "Thank you for sharing that with me, Tess. You didn't have to, and I appreciate it. For the record, maybe I'm a chump, but I do believe you are sorry."

He turned to leave but before he did Tess asked, "Drew, do you think you could hug me one last time?"

He stopped, turned around and smiled sadly, "No Tess, I don't believe I can." With that he walked out the door.

Epilogue:

Jim Cornell did manage the divorce which was finalized within a couple of months since it was not contested.

Tess moved back to Georgia with Michael and her parents. It took her two years to return to work. She landed a job as a waitress at the local Cheesecake Factory. She gets lots of requests for dates but turns them all down. "Maybe someday, she thinks. Tess never taught again.

Drew did open a second shop in North Nashville and six months after the divorce took a vacation to Austin. (Another story someday... maybe)

Word of Eddie's behavior filtered back to Knoxville, and he lost his scholarship. He played a couple of years of JUCO ball. He works for a small insurance firm in Atlanta and sees Michael two weekends a month and two weeks in the summer. He and Tess only speak when making plans for Michael.

Mitch still says at least once a day, "I donno boss."

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26thNC26thNC2 days ago

Way to man up and divorce the cheating bitch Drew. No way to accept cheating with the stereotype, or white ass hole either for tat matter. Giving birth to a mixed race kid is just more salt in his wound. Stupid, stupid bitch.

Oatmeal1969Oatmeal19693 days ago

I should add to my half-baked statement. I agree with the resolution to the story. Divorce makes a lot more sense than raising a bastard child while always questioning where your wife is at that moment. You did that well. The teased continuation of a story for Drew is a good idea, in romance of course :)

Would be tough to write a story about Tess without putting it in either the interracial or group sex categories.

Oatmeal1969Oatmeal19693 days ago

It was a good story, just not terribly optimistic for anyone at the end.

AnonymousAnonymous13 days ago

While I enjoy your writing due to your ability to be fairly consistent and your creativity and ability to elicit emotion from your reader (or at least this reader) is why I read everything you create. I think you made a mistake by making this a two part story. You could have closed it out in chapter one. I think by writing a second chapter you set the reader up to thinking there would be something new and interesting to read but it was short, direct and to the point that he was upset and that they would divorce. I was thinking if you wrote the second chapter to setup a storyline that would include Drew going to meet Lori in Austin then that would have more than made up for the lack of any other reason for your chapter 2. Reading your stories have shown how interesting a character Lori is and leaning about her more would be more than welcome. I haven’t read all your work yet and I believe I only came across Lori in one other story “Paying the Piper” I think was the story which was also a wonderful piece you authored. I gave five stars because I took the unusual idea that this was just more of part one which was clearly a five star story.

xhunter4uxhunter4u13 days ago

The die is cast, not dye.

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