Beautiful Girl -Love And Cheating Story
Beautiful Girl
When I was 18 I was sitting on a railroad bridge over this little
creek. It was and still is my place to think. I was in a dark place.
I had thought about jumping countless times. A middle aged man was
walking down the railroad tracks. I was nervous, but wasn't ready to
leave. As he got closer he stopped and sat down next to me. He said,
"what are you doing up here"? I told him the truth, that I came here
to appreciate a little away time. He said, he'd never seen me there
before, but this was the very same thing he did. I was still very
uneasy about this new person. He was clean shaven, nice cloths, and
had a soft presence about him.
We made small talk and I finally grew the confidence to ask him why
he was there. He said, "How long do you have?" I looked both ways
and said, "as long as this bridge will hold me here." He started to
tell me about his story. He worked as an electrician for a local
company. Six years ago he met a woman that made him happier than
ever. After a year they got married. He reminisced on his wedding
day for a while. He reminded me how beautiful she was that day
multiple times. I didn't mind, I figured we were here to tell our
truths. They were married two years, and they had a young daughter
in their 3rd year of marriage. The wife was a secretary at a law
firm in the city. He than continued to tell me that after their
daughter was 6 months old, things became dull in their marriage. The
love was being pulled apart by the stresses of life. He said, "Our 4
year anniversary was coming up in a month, so I had planned a
magical dinner and limo reservation." As the days grew closer to
their anniversary he couldn't hold back his excitement, but his wife
was turning even more into a zombie like figure. "She was still so
beautiful" again he reminded me. It made me smile thinking that he
could be so truly in love with this girl.
On the day of their 4th anniversary he took work off early, bought
flowers, and got changed into a nice outfit. He said, "I could
barely quit smiling all day!" He arrived home from work early and
was all set up for this day. He walked through his front door. He
heard music playing loudly from the upstairs. He then heard laughter
from his wife. He ran up the stairs expecting to see his daughter
and wife having a special moment together. Their daughter was alone
in her room as he passed by. He stated, "With my heart in my left
hand and flowers in the right, I approached the door, my heart told
me to turn around, but curiosity told me to rush in." I opened the
door to find my wife and good friend together in our bed. I stopped
him at this point. I was in shock of what I had just heard. I pulled
out my pack of cigarettes and offered him one. He said he quit a few
years back, and that I should think about quitting too. He continued
with his story. He said, "Everything I was holding just fell to the
floor." "She was yelling explanations, and defenses, but I just
closed the door." My daughter was in her room, so I packed some
things for her and we left. "She didn't follow you?", I asked.
"Nope, and I'm glad she didn't, my daughter didn't need to see us
fight like that."
They left the house and went to his parents house, his reservation
was at 7 at a really expensive restaurant. He said with pride, "I
made it to that reservation, and I spent it with the most beautiful
girl in the world." I was confused. "She came back?" I asked. "No,
my daughter and I enjoyed a fine meal together." As he said this his
eyes got glossy, but never dropped a tear. I couldn't help but smile
as big as I could. He told me a little about the aftermath court
issues, but very little. He now lives with his daughter and his
parents for the time being until it's decided who gets the house.
We stood up, shook hands, and walked in different directions. We
reached opposite ends of the bridge and I turned around and yelled
out, "What's your name?". He turned and with a smile said, "Young
man, you will someday figure that out on your own."
I still am unaware of what that was supposed to mean. I'm still
waiting...
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