The following sequel to the story
"Eleanor Rigby"
posted by
'Harddaysknight'
is submitted with full permission and encouragement of the author of the original story.
Any readers unfamiliar with the original work should read that story first before continuing.
(There is little to no sex in this story.)
No part of this story may be published at any other site without the express permission of the author. Β© October 2005
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"Ultimately, we are each responsible for our actions. You knowingly, willingly, even eagerly, jumped into Dan Wilkins' arms and bed. It was no accident. I tried to convince you not to take up with him, but you did anyway."
"Ted! I was wrong! I know that now. He means nothing to me. Please believe me when I tell you that I love only you!" pleaded Ellie. "I haven't seen him since that day. I will do anything to make this up to you!"
"That is good to hear, Ellie," I replied as I reached into my briefcase. "I have come to realize that you are not too good for me. In fact, it is quite the opposite. Just sign these divorce papers for me and I won't ask you for another thing."
(Last three paragraphs of Eleanor Rigby by Harddaysknight)
Eleanor Rigby - Choices and Consequences
Ellie looked like she would faint then got up and ran to the bathroom I listened as she lost her breakfast. It took a few moments but she came back and knelt next to me. Looking at her I was taken aback at how broken and humiliated she appeared.
The emotions boiled up out of her and she sobbed uncontrollably, shaking her head she managed to blubber out. "Oh god please no Ted, please I made the most horrible mistake of my life. Please don't do this. We have 16 wonderful years together I know you love me. I wasn't showing you the love I truly have for you when I went to him. I thought I could control myself... that he was only in my past. Only when you found us having sex did I realize how obsessed I still was with him."
She let out a long low wail as she said, "Please!! Don't do this I beg you, I am so sorry let me make this up to you, please. I love you so much." Then she deteriorated into a blubbering heap.
Putting the divorce papers away I stood and said, "We will see how things work out Ellie. It would be better if you moved into the spare bedroom." I stood and went to the front door, then taking a deep breath I opened it and walked out.
After meeting with my crew I was pleasantly surprised to find out that we were ahead of schedule and the city inspector had already passed our current work at two different job sites.
I gave my foreman my cell number and headed to the doctor's for a check up. Then I traveled across town to meet with a counselor that my lawyer had set me up with. Our first session was a fact finding affair and I told Dr. Carolyn Jones even though I am still leaning heavily towards divorce I won't rule out anything. She even suggested joint counseling in a few weeks. I told her I would consider it.
I was amazed at how good I felt when I left her office and headed out to lunch to meet with my Private Detective. I was building a great case against Mr. Dan Wilkins and I intended to cause a great deal of pain for the asshole.
The tension in the house was horrible for the next week and Jen and Audrey noticed it too. About 10 days after I got home the four of us were at the dinner table, Ellie was just pushing her food around on her plate. Audrey finally said, "Ok what's with you guys. First why did mom move into the spare bedroom? Secondly why is there this feeling of impending doom hanging over the family?"
Looking up from my plate I caught Ellie's gaze, "You want to answer that or do I."
The fear and utter humiliation showed in her eyes but so did her love for me. The same love that had she been holding it close to her heart, she would never have been in the situation before her. Ellie took a deep breath then slowly let it out then replied, "I'll talk to them Ted. Do you want to be present when I do?"
Shaking my head no, I stood up; I wasn't all that hungry anyway and left the table for the computer room to get my e-mail. Over the next hour I heard all three girls crying and early on I heard my daughter Jen yell out "Mother! How could you?"
Sometime later Jen and Audrey came in to see me. Jen's sweet voice filled the room, "Daddy can we come in and talk to you." I could hear the tears in her voice.
"Yeah babies, come on in."
Both girls buried their faces in my shoulder one on each side of me and cried. Soon I joined them in the waterworks. When we all calmed down one of them kneeling on either side of my chair Jen looked into my face. "Daddy I know you're mad and so angry at Mom, but please look at your options before you divorce her."
"I will baby, but it's more than anger its total loss of trust, and the realization of my worst nightmare that she would leave me for someone who has more. Better looking, money, prestige, I can't fight against that."
Audrey replied, "That's stupid Daddy, mommy loves you and knows this was the worst possible thing that she could ever do. But she loves and wants you. Are you going to go to a counselor? My Advisor in school says it helps people a lot."