Post by Liz on May 21, 2005 12:59:46 GMT -5
Jealousy
TITLE: Jealousy.
NAME: Liz
EMAIL: PM or lizonaleash@hotmail.com, whatever.
RATING: Suitable for all
DISTRIBUTION: Don’t mind, wherever but please ask first.
FEEDBACK: I’ve had two really good responses to my fic so here’s another for you. Would much appreciate it.
DISCLAIMER: The characters are not mine
CHARACTERS: Karl, Susan, Bobby Hoyland, Lyn, Izzy.
YEAR: 2005
SPOILERS: Yes *UK Spoilers*
So she's with Bobby Hoyland. She's with him and not with me. I had my chance but I blew it. I lost her the day I decided I didn’t love her anymore. Oh god, I am such an idiot. How could I have even believed that? How could I? Was it the drink talking? Was I out of my mind? I must have been for now I see her kissing Bobby. I see her giving him that sexy look she once gave me.
Susan is everything to me. I realize that now. I realize I never stopped loving her. If anything I loved her more. But I just had to wreck our marriage because I needed the alcohol at the time. I needed the freedom. But I've never been freer then when I was with Susan. Izzy? That's laughable. I don't feel free with her. She constantly plays games with me even though she promised me when I was in hospital that she wouldn't. I guess old habits die hard. I want to dump her; I want to tell her it's over but how? How can I do that when Izzy has been so good to me after my heart attack? It would just look ungrateful.
Izzy is partly the reason I had a heart attack. The games she plays really stressed me out. But it was not only that. Perhaps it was work as well and my continuing dissatisfaction with my life. Whatever the reasons are, I’m just thankful I survived. I’m questioning everything now. I am really not sure about things. But Susan is the one thing I know I want and what I’ll always want. The sparkle in her eyes, the way she smiles, everything about her captivates me. And now other men have noticed those things in her.
What right do I have to feel this way? I should be happy for Susan, should be glad that at last she’s found a little bit of happiness. But I am not. All I keep thinking about is why isn’t it me she’s running to, why aren’t I the man she kisses? Well I was until I told her I didn’t love her anymore. Those words will always haunt me. I mean what was I thinking? Telling her the complete opposite of how I felt? That was absolutely idiotic. But so me.
I’m sitting in the Scarlet Bar now just staring at Susan and Bobby. I shouldn’t keep staring. They’ll see me. I look down at my herbal tea and sigh. I know I’ll never like Bobby and a part of me feels disgusted. If Susan knew this, she would be furious and I doubt she’d ever forgive me. Sometimes I’m amazed she even talks to me considering what I’ve done to her. I look back on the past year or so and I can’t believe it. I hardly recognize myself. Perhaps my son Billy was right when he said I could write the manual on mid life crisis. I’m sure I could. The hurt that I have caused Susan hurts me.
Two years ago, I would never have imagined of hurting Susan this much. Sure there was Sarah but what I’ve done to her now is far worse.
Sometimes I don’t know who I am anymore. I’m definitely not the Karl that Susan loved. I’m not the father my kids used to know. So then what am I? That I cannot answer. It is something I am still trying to work out. I notice Izzy come into the bar. I hope she doesn’t come over here. I really don’t feel like talking now. She’s heading to the bar, that’s good. It’s not like I hate Izzy, I don’t. My feelings for her are so complicated. I know I don’t love her but I do care for her. It’s hard not to care for someone after they’ve been such a good friend to you.
In the beginning I thought I was in love with her. But now I know it was simply infatuation. How could I have even mistaken that for love? I simply do not know.
Susan is leaving. I watch them and she kisses Bobby goodbye. There’s tenderness between them and I can feel a surge of anger course through me and I instantly hate myself for it. As Susan walks out of the bar, I watch Bobby return to his seat. He gets out a newspaper and smiles to himself. Well, why shouldn’t that man smile? He has the most beautiful woman in the world. He is a lucky man and at one time I was too.
I have a touch of the green eyed monster as Susan used to say to me. I hate being jealous. It’s not a pleasant feeling at all. But there have been so many times in my life when I have been jealous. This is just one of those times. I think about leaving. If I stay much longer, Izzy will come over and we’ll go into this mindless chit chat which I don’t feel like doing right now. But what else should I do? I have the day free. I can’t very well go over to Susan and end up telling her that I hate Bobby. I know it might not happen but the kind of mood I am in, I know it will.
I look up again and to my surprise Lyn Scully is sitting there with Bobby Hoyland. Instantly I am suspicious. Bobby smiles at her and then he does something which shocks me to my very core. He leans over and kisses her. I stare at them in disbelief. Surely that did not just happen. He kisses her again and this time Lyn responds. It is a passionate kiss. I feel my blood boil and my temper rise. So I was right. Bobby Hoyland is not a man to be trusted. I think of Susan and I feel sick. She has literally only just left the building and Bobby works his charm onto another woman. He’s a two timing cheat.
I have always hated anyone that hurts Susan and that includes myself. I have cheated on her. But this is worse somehow because not only is Bobby cheating on her; he’s cheating on her with her best friend. Lyn doesn’t know that Bobby’s seeing Susan. This has just got worse by the minute. What do I do now?
Do I tell Susan? Do I tell Lyn? I don’t know. All I know is that I am disgusted. To know that I was like that with Sarah and with Kate and even Izzy makes me loathe myself further. But this time I am going to put a stop to this. The fallout of this would be devastating both to Susan and to Lyn. I couldn’t stand either one of them getting hurt by this wretched man but especially my Susan. She is everything to me. I know now what I must do.
I rise out of my chair, determined to bring down Bobby Hoyland o
TITLE: Jealousy.
NAME: Liz
EMAIL: PM or lizonaleash@hotmail.com, whatever.
RATING: Suitable for all
DISTRIBUTION: Don’t mind, wherever but please ask first.
FEEDBACK: I’ve had two really good responses to my fic so here’s another for you. Would much appreciate it.
DISCLAIMER: The characters are not mine
CHARACTERS: Karl, Susan, Bobby Hoyland, Lyn, Izzy.
YEAR: 2005
SPOILERS: Yes *UK Spoilers*
So she's with Bobby Hoyland. She's with him and not with me. I had my chance but I blew it. I lost her the day I decided I didn’t love her anymore. Oh god, I am such an idiot. How could I have even believed that? How could I? Was it the drink talking? Was I out of my mind? I must have been for now I see her kissing Bobby. I see her giving him that sexy look she once gave me.
Susan is everything to me. I realize that now. I realize I never stopped loving her. If anything I loved her more. But I just had to wreck our marriage because I needed the alcohol at the time. I needed the freedom. But I've never been freer then when I was with Susan. Izzy? That's laughable. I don't feel free with her. She constantly plays games with me even though she promised me when I was in hospital that she wouldn't. I guess old habits die hard. I want to dump her; I want to tell her it's over but how? How can I do that when Izzy has been so good to me after my heart attack? It would just look ungrateful.
Izzy is partly the reason I had a heart attack. The games she plays really stressed me out. But it was not only that. Perhaps it was work as well and my continuing dissatisfaction with my life. Whatever the reasons are, I’m just thankful I survived. I’m questioning everything now. I am really not sure about things. But Susan is the one thing I know I want and what I’ll always want. The sparkle in her eyes, the way she smiles, everything about her captivates me. And now other men have noticed those things in her.
What right do I have to feel this way? I should be happy for Susan, should be glad that at last she’s found a little bit of happiness. But I am not. All I keep thinking about is why isn’t it me she’s running to, why aren’t I the man she kisses? Well I was until I told her I didn’t love her anymore. Those words will always haunt me. I mean what was I thinking? Telling her the complete opposite of how I felt? That was absolutely idiotic. But so me.
I’m sitting in the Scarlet Bar now just staring at Susan and Bobby. I shouldn’t keep staring. They’ll see me. I look down at my herbal tea and sigh. I know I’ll never like Bobby and a part of me feels disgusted. If Susan knew this, she would be furious and I doubt she’d ever forgive me. Sometimes I’m amazed she even talks to me considering what I’ve done to her. I look back on the past year or so and I can’t believe it. I hardly recognize myself. Perhaps my son Billy was right when he said I could write the manual on mid life crisis. I’m sure I could. The hurt that I have caused Susan hurts me.
Two years ago, I would never have imagined of hurting Susan this much. Sure there was Sarah but what I’ve done to her now is far worse.
Sometimes I don’t know who I am anymore. I’m definitely not the Karl that Susan loved. I’m not the father my kids used to know. So then what am I? That I cannot answer. It is something I am still trying to work out. I notice Izzy come into the bar. I hope she doesn’t come over here. I really don’t feel like talking now. She’s heading to the bar, that’s good. It’s not like I hate Izzy, I don’t. My feelings for her are so complicated. I know I don’t love her but I do care for her. It’s hard not to care for someone after they’ve been such a good friend to you.
In the beginning I thought I was in love with her. But now I know it was simply infatuation. How could I have even mistaken that for love? I simply do not know.
Susan is leaving. I watch them and she kisses Bobby goodbye. There’s tenderness between them and I can feel a surge of anger course through me and I instantly hate myself for it. As Susan walks out of the bar, I watch Bobby return to his seat. He gets out a newspaper and smiles to himself. Well, why shouldn’t that man smile? He has the most beautiful woman in the world. He is a lucky man and at one time I was too.
I have a touch of the green eyed monster as Susan used to say to me. I hate being jealous. It’s not a pleasant feeling at all. But there have been so many times in my life when I have been jealous. This is just one of those times. I think about leaving. If I stay much longer, Izzy will come over and we’ll go into this mindless chit chat which I don’t feel like doing right now. But what else should I do? I have the day free. I can’t very well go over to Susan and end up telling her that I hate Bobby. I know it might not happen but the kind of mood I am in, I know it will.
I look up again and to my surprise Lyn Scully is sitting there with Bobby Hoyland. Instantly I am suspicious. Bobby smiles at her and then he does something which shocks me to my very core. He leans over and kisses her. I stare at them in disbelief. Surely that did not just happen. He kisses her again and this time Lyn responds. It is a passionate kiss. I feel my blood boil and my temper rise. So I was right. Bobby Hoyland is not a man to be trusted. I think of Susan and I feel sick. She has literally only just left the building and Bobby works his charm onto another woman. He’s a two timing cheat.
I have always hated anyone that hurts Susan and that includes myself. I have cheated on her. But this is worse somehow because not only is Bobby cheating on her; he’s cheating on her with her best friend. Lyn doesn’t know that Bobby’s seeing Susan. This has just got worse by the minute. What do I do now?
Do I tell Susan? Do I tell Lyn? I don’t know. All I know is that I am disgusted. To know that I was like that with Sarah and with Kate and even Izzy makes me loathe myself further. But this time I am going to put a stop to this. The fallout of this would be devastating both to Susan and to Lyn. I couldn’t stand either one of them getting hurt by this wretched man but especially my Susan. She is everything to me. I know now what I must do.
I rise out of my chair, determined to bring down Bobby Hoyland o