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Unfaithful *Extended* (Dedication to Scarlett)
Here it is, Scarlett! I originally posted this as a small entry for the iPod challenge but Scarlett suggested I make it a full fanfic since Lucy doesn't get much love on this part of the forum. I've posted the original entry here and more updates will come soon. It's set in Atlanta and the year of 1989 and features Lucy and Mitch.
Another application of nude-shaded lipstick and admired her reflection. Her golden locks framed her toned, curved bust and almost reached her waist, a coffee-shaded eye-shadow brightened her green eyes and her skin shimmered.
Her husband studied the patient case notes in the study, his eyes fixated on the medical records that he barely noticed as she slithered downstairs and slipped on her favourite stiletto heels. Or perhaps, that’s what he hoped she would think. She knew he had noticed her presence and knew she prepared to leave. And he knew her destination.
She appeared in the doorway of the study with a full-length coat on, in hopes that he wouldn’t notice her impressive and elegant attire for the night. “Going out again?”
“Sandra called earlier on, I meant to tell you. Harry’s away for the week and Tommy’s at his friends’ for the night. She’s asked me over for dinner and a couple of drinks,” Lucy Cooper lied through her teeth. But Sandra Harris and Lucy had always been close friends, if she needed a cover then Sandra would be smart about it.
Mitch nodded, “I’ll see you later on.”
Lucy smiled back, “If Diana wakes, tell her I’ll be home soon. But I think she’s down for the night.” Diana Cooper – their only child – was the saving grace of their marriage and perhaps the only reason Lucy stayed.
He motioned that he understood and returned his attention to the files, “I love you. Drive careful.”
At the entrance of their home, in preparation to leave for the night, Lucy closed her eyes at the three words. Even though he knew, he still loved and he still cared more than she deserved.
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Great start to your new story, it is nice seeing a Lucy story.
You're welcome, Scarlett! I just hope you enjoy it It's going to be in the theme of Rihanna's song - which was what it was based on in the first place - and the lyrics will appear at the start of every chapter
Story of my life, searching for the right, but it keeps avoiding me...
“I really need to head home.”
Her husband was always home by 7pm and her drive was well over a half hour if she wanted to make it back at such a busy hour in Atlanta. She buckled the belt which supported her high-waist skirt and sneaked both feet into 4-inch black heels, her blonde curls fell over her slender shoulders.
Her lover stretched out on the bed, “Must you leave so soon?”
She reluctantly tore her greedy, green eyes from his shirtless chest and looked him in the eye with a no-nonsense look before she promptly reached for her purse and prepared to leave the one-room, open plan apartment.
“Wait, Linda…” he motioned toward the scarf that drooped off the edge of the bed.
The woman, in her mid-20’s, let out a mild huff and reached out for it, only for him to yank her body back onto his and let his tongue slither through her lips for a passionate goodbye. She composed herself with a cleared throat, “Goodbye, Tom.”
Dark, vicious clouds threatened above as Lucy strutted down the sidewalk toward her silver Porsche.
With one click, the amber lights flashed and the doors unlocked for Lucy’s quick entrance as she took shelter from the rain that became heavier with every splash.
She started the engine and sped off in the direction of her three-bedroomed, reasonably-sized home which she shared with Mitch and their five year-old daughter, Diana. After twenty minutes, she reached the rarely-used dirt road that led to her home when the emergency lights flashed on the dashboard and her Porsche lost all power.
“No…” Lucy pleaded, “Please, no…” Countless turns of the keys proved the engines had no intention of starting up and Lucy cursed underneath her breath; she may have been Jock Ewing’s granddaughter but she knew next to nothing about cars. The rain continued to pour down, as it had been forecasted to for the next 24 hours, and Lucy reached for all her belongings in the passenger seat, slipped on her raincoat and prepared to face the storm.
As the water splashed on her chilled cheeks and her legs struggled against the wind, she couldn’t help but reminisce the moment “Tom” met “Linda” for the first time on a night so similar to this.
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Great update, I love your story so far. I wonder if she will stay with Mitch in the story? Hope you update again soon.
Cheers for the feedback, Jessie!
Sorrow in my soul, 'cause it seems that wrong really loves my company...
Mitch Cooper frantically paced back and forth in the study of his home. It was 10pm and Lucy still hadn’t returned home, not that he could even be certain where she had gone in the first place. Or did he…?
He considered calling the nearby hospitals but his heart wouldn’t allow him to reach for the phone.
Once he settled their daughter down for the night, he called Afton, a number of Lucy’s friends and even Suzanne; the ever-loyal PA to Lucy, who had been with his wife since she created Lucy’s Cosmetics three years ago, to see if Lucy had stayed late at work but no luck. He was in the middle of dialling Southfork’s number back in Dallas when the front door shut and Mitch slammed the phone down, “Lucy!”
“Hi, honey,” she replied, overwhelmed by his tight embrace.
“Lucy, I’ve been so worried. Where have you been?” He slowly pulled away, finally able to notice how drenched his wife was and, for the first time that evening, took note of the storm outside.
“My car broke down,” Lucy stripped herself of all her clothes, one by one, until she reached for her cosy dressing gown, which informally hung on the banister, and she covered herself once more. “I walked to the local garage. I’m sorry if I worried you. Is Diana asleep?”
He nodded, “For two hours now.”
Mitch stepped forward and let his hands stroke her dampened strands of blonde hair, which had turned strawberry blonde thanks to water intake. She slithered from under his touch, “I’m really tired. I think I’ll take a shower and turn in.”
“I have some work to finish,” Mitch motioned back towards the study, “I’ll come up soon. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight,” she cheerfully called back. She could only feel thankful that her husband didn’t press for a more detailed explanation.
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Great udpate poor Mitch, I feel sorry for him. He can be boring but he was a good guy.
Poor Mitch indeed. Can't wait to find out who the 'other man' is in the story.
Thanks for the feedback! I hadn't planned on the "other man" to be anyone special - hope that doesn't disappoint you - and I wanted to keep the focus on Lucy and Mitch.
He's more than a man, and this is more than love, the reason that the sky is blue...
Movement from the other side of the bed told Lucy that her husband had finally retired for the night. She squinted and read the time from her bedside clock; 1am. His hands reached over and draped over her waist, only for her to shuffle as if she were still asleep and escape his affection.
She screamed at herself in her mind. Why couldn’t she stand his touch? Four months ago, she was desperate for it. She craved it. Now, she only wished he would leave her alone. Perhaps, it was the guilt?
“Goodnight,” Mitch softly whispered, not aware she could hear him.
Sunlight burned through the curtains and Lucy yawned with a gentle stretch. As always, her husband had scooted over, as far from her as possible, and Lucy slipped back underneath the covers to protect herself from the morning cold.
The first time around for them hadn’t been the happiest but she never felt this cold when she woke.
As if on instinct, Mitch woke from his slumber and his body magnetically drew closer to hers, “Good morning.”
“Morning,” Lucy mumbled back.
“It’s only 7am,” he noted the time on the clock. “Diana doesn’t have to wake for another hour,” Mitch pointed out. He rolled onto his side and admired his wife, “You always looked beautiful in the mornings.”
His wife cringed, “I look awful in the morning!” The natural look – in Lucy’s opinion – had never been one that suited her very well, which was why she often woke long before her husband to apply her make-up before he woke. She yawned, “I slept so well last night; it must have been all that walking after the car broke down,” Lucy babbled.
Mitch placed his fingers on her lips, “Lucy…” A look in his eyes told his wife that it was one of those mornings and Lucy forced herself to enjoy his romantic embrace, his hand on her breast. “God, I love you…” he whispered.
He didn’t notice that the words weren’t returned.
Absolutely love it! I like that you have a story about Lucy.
Another awesome update, I wonder if Mitch, and Lucy will stay together?
Thanks for the feedback, ladies!
The clouds are rolling in, because I'm gone again, and to him I just can't be true...
As soon as Mitch collapsed beside her in exhaustion, Lucy scrambled into the en-suite and showered.
Morning dawned and Diana raced downstairs to greet her parents for breakfast. Blonde-haired and blue-eyed, Diana was the sweetest part of their marriage and neither would have stuck it out if it weren’t for her existence.
“Morning, mommy!” She chirped.
“Good morning, baby.” Lucy kissed her daughter’s head, feeling the softness of her hair.
“Toast?” Instantly, Mitch placed a slice of toast in front of his daughter as she climbed onto the dining chair with an expectant expression. “How did you sleep, baby?” Diana shrugged her shoulders, too distracted by the soft, buttered toast as she took the first morning munch.
“Can you drive her to school?” His wife checked, as she finished her coffee.
“Why can’t you?” Mitch frowned. It was their routine; Lucy always took Diana to school, Mitch collected her whenever he could and when schedules conflicted, Afton picked her up with Pamela Rebecca.
The blonde flicked her curls over her shoulder and picked up her purse, “The car isn’t fixed, I need to collect it. I’ll never get her there in time. C’mon, Mitch, it’s your day off!”
Exasperated, Mitch threw his hands in the air and groaned, “Lucy, I have work to do!”
“And that work can wait. It’ll take you ten minutes to drive her in,” she pointed out. He furiously relented, at loss for any argumentative response. “And you wonder why our marriage fails!” She snapped, as she stormed out of the kitchen.
Lucy caught the bus to the local garage. Public transport was never something she contemplated as a young woman; her family were extravagantly rich, why would she need buses when her granddaddy would buy her a car? But, since her move to Atlanta, Lucy no longer felt the need to play up to the Ewing image. She enjoyed the feeling of being normal.
Upon her arrival, her car waited outside to be taken home. She paid for the repair and climbed into the driver’s seat.
Her mind instantly wandered to him…
Half an hour later, she found herself in the door of his apartment. He smiled – a knowing smile – as if he knew she would come back. Then again, she always did.
She gladly fell into his arms, another passionate embrace.
As their bodies finally slowed, Lucy rolled over in the bed and cringed. What was wrong with her? Why couldn’t she stay faithful to the man who, despite their differences, she loved with all her heart?
Tom wrapped his arms around her, “Linda… are you okay?”
One thing she could depend on; he read her so well. It was both an advantage and disadvantage. Sometimes, she wished Mitch could do that. Lucy shook her head, her lips pursed in anger, “Why do I always let this happen?” Her whisper was heard by him but he could do no more than roll over and climb from the bed; this was her down time and he wasn’t the one she wanted to comfort her.
Another great update I wonder if her and Mitch will stay together when he finds out about the affair?
Thanks for the feedback, Jessie!
And I know that he knows I’m unfaithful, and it kills him inside, to know that I am happy with some other guy, I can see him dying…
Lucy wearily returned home. The same question had plagued her mind for hours, it always did. How could she cheat on her husband? And what kind of person did it make her?
Her memory flickered back to her childhood; surrounded by broken relationships, with the exception of her beloved grandparents. Her parents had always shared a troublesome romance and she had promised she wouldn’t be the same, especially when Diana was born, she wanted to provide her daughter with the stability her mother didn’t give her.
JR and Sue Ellen were another influence, and bad ones at that. Neither could remain faithful for five minutes. Lucy spent years in disgust, forced to confront their troubles and their midnight rows.
But – Lucy pondered – if even a loved-up couple like Bobby and Pam couldn’t make their marriage work, what chance did JR and Sue Ellen have? What chance did she have?
She locked her Porsche and wandered inside to find her husband and daughter in the living room.
“I’ve been waiting for you.” Mitch muted the television, their daughter had fallen into a slumber on his knees and this discussion needed to be the focus. “We need to talk.”
“Okay,” Lucy stammered, “Well… I’ll put Diana to bed and –”
“No. She can stay here.” He insisted. No doubt, Lucy would find some way to avoid this confrontation. “What you said, did you mean it?” Lucy frowned in confusion and Mitch’s patience ran out, “You said our marriage had failed.” He raised his voice in anger and Lucy bowed her head.
“I said it in the heat of the moment, I didn’t mean it…” she childishly confessed.
“Yes, you did.” Her husband corrected, “You meant it. You’re right. It has failed. Lucy, we live in this house but we come and go like strangers. We share breakfast, the odd conversation and fall asleep in the same bed but we’re not husband and wife. We don’t have a marriage here. This is a shamble!” He calmed as their daughter nestled against his leg and let his voice fall back into whisper, “It’s a petty excuse for a relationship.”
She dug her heels into the carpet, “Mitch, how can you say that? We made love this morning!”
His response was prevented as Diana woke and rubbed her eyes with a light yawn. “Mommy, why are you fighting?”
Lucy shook her head, “We’re not, baby.”
“I don’t like it when you fight.” The remark came out the blue for Mitch and Lucy; they had always ensured their daughter didn’t witness the lower moments of their marriage. “Stacey Anderson’s parents used to fight…”
“Used to?” Lucy quizzed.
“They got a divorce. Are you and daddy going to get a divorce?” Both Mitch and Lucy raised their eyebrows at how smart their daughter could be, even if she had only recently started at school.
Mitch cuddled his daughter close to his chest, “Of course we’re not,” he laughed off the assumption. “Your mommy and I love each other very much. But, when people love each other that much, they fight sometimes. It doesn’t mean that we’ll ever get a divorce. We fought long before you came into your lives, Diana, and we’ll fight when you’re old enough to have children of your own.”
Diana smiled, “Are you going to have any more children?”
“You never know, sweetheart,” Mitch encouraged with a grin.
“Mitch,” Lucy scowled in disapproval.
Her husband ignored her plea, “There’s nothing I would like more than to give you a little brother or sister and you may have one very soon.” The suggestion caused Diana’s eyes to brighten with glee and Mitch chuckled as the excitement came off her in waves.
Neither father or daughter noticed Lucy’s glum expression at the very prospect.
Another awesome update, I wonder if this story will have a happy ending for Mitch, Lucy, and Diana
Wow I missed two updates...they were both fantastic. Love how Mitch can use Diana as a way to get another kid.
Thanks for the lovely feedback
I don’t want to do this anymore, I don’t want to be the reason why, every time I walk out the door, I see him die a little more inside...
“Okay, I think it’s your bedtime. Why don’t you brush your teeth?” Lucy guided her daughter from the sofa and to the stairs, “I’ll be up to tuck you in soon.” Diana bounced up the stairs and Lucy glared at her husband, “How dare you? How dare you make such promises to her without talking to me first?”
“What?” Mitch frowned.
“A brother or sister! Mitch,” Lucy shook her head, “That’s a decision we make ourselves before we discuss it with Diana. And if you had discussed it with me, I would have told you that it’s a bad idea.”
His eyes filled with confusion, “We’ve always wanted more children. Maybe Diana came a little too early for our liking but I’m settled at work now, you’ve got your cosmetics company, this is the perfect time for another child.”
Lucy inhaled deeply, “Maybe I don’t want more children.”
Mitch placed both hands on his hips, “You know, I’m starting to really wonder if Diana’s right. Maybe we are headed for a divorce. I make an effort, you pull away from me. I don’t make an effort and you complain. I don’t know what you want from me, Lucy. I’m starting to think that I never will.” His suspicions had caught the best of him once more and Lucy avoided eye contact at all costs, “You’re the only woman I’ll ever love, the only one I want. Can you say the same?”
“I need to tuck Diana in,” Lucy replied. She rushed up the stairs and, once out of her husband’s vision, knocked her head against the wall and closed her eyes in frustration.
Great update I really feel sorry for Mitch, but Diana more. I hope her Parents can work things out.