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A Familiar Face Chapter 9
Published Sep 2, 2012


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Welcome back!!

I can't believe I'm on Chapter 9. One more chapter til the very end?

Thanks for stickin' with me this long everyone, big thanks to the creators of the CC I've used, and also much appreciation to the readers and commenters.

Let's get into the story!!

Welcome back!!

I can't believe I'm on Chapter 9. One more chapter til the very end?

Thanks for stickin' with me this long everyone, big thanks to the creators of the CC I've used, and also much appreciation to the readers and commenters.

Let's get into the story!!
“I don’t know how she’s doing, dear. I only see her in passing at the market, and even then she only gives me a little smile and is on her way.” Margaret said sadly to her son. She hated to see him so sad. It’s been months since his visit, and she’s had to talk him out of coming back more times than she’s ever asked him to come home. She heard her son sigh, “Elliot, you can’t keep doing this to yourself! She’s married. I know I don’t have to tell you how important that is to some people. Whether it’s a happy marriage or not, it’s a commitment. Instead of being upset she didn’t leave with you, be proud that she’s that loyal.” Elliot looked at his mother through his webcam. She had a point, but that doesn’t mean he had to agree. He could barely go a few hours without thinking of Isabella. He wanted to go back to Riverview so many times just to try to convince her to leave with him again. He was sure he could get her to leave with him. She loved him. “Okay mom, whatever you say. I gotta go, I’m gonna go work out for a while.” He said goodbye to his mother and logged off his computer. Isabella was making breakfast for the twins. Hoyt had been gone for about two days, so she was slightly surprised to hear the front door close and two sets of feet enter her home. She wiped her hands on her pants and walked to the front door. “Oh, you look a mess.” Hoyt said critically. Isabella threw a reflexive hand to her hair, trying to fix whatever was wrong.

He rolled his eyes and continued, “You’re kind of slacking around here, so I hired Katie to help you with around the house.”

He looked over to the too-red headed female by his side and smiled. The girl giggled and waved.
Isabella’s eyes went wide, “What? This house is always clean, every single day. I wake up at 5 every morning and go to sleep almost past midnight every night to make sure it stays that way. I don’t need any help at all.” She could see the anger register in Hoyt’s face.

“Look, I don’t know what YOUR definition of what a clean home looks like, but this isn’t it. She’s helping, and if you want to make it into a problem, that’s fine with me.” He took a threatening step closer to her.
Isabella shied away, defeated. Hoyt chuckled smugly and walked towards the steps, “Oh yeah, Katie’s moving in. Show her to the guest bedroom.” Isabella’s mouth dropped open. He was serious. She looked over to the girl once Hoyt went up the steps. She looked all of 20 years old. Maybe younger. She wasn’t dressed like she was expecting to clean anything at all. She sighed, “The bedroom is through that door. Make yourself at home.” She said sadly. The girl popped her gum, picked up her bag and swayed into the bedroom closing the door behind her. Isabella wiped away silent tears and went back to making breakfast. It had been about two weeks since Katie arrived. Instead of being the help she was supposed to be, she stayed in her room, reading magazines and listening to music. Isabella cleaned and cooked as usual, and when Hoyt came home, Katie was praised for the work. It was getting to be too much. Isabella woke up sad and alone once again. It was her birthday. Another year of her life had gone by and she still woke up every day hating it. The only thing she was proud of were her children, and she felt like she failed them. She sighed and went downstairs to start cleaning up and making breakfast. She could see from the steps that the light in Katie’s room was open. That was strange for her, because Katie never woke up before noon, and it was about 6 am. She padded quietly closer to the door. She heard voices… “I’m tired of sleeping down here baby, why can’t I sleep upstairs with you?” Katie whined. Isabella’s heart stopped. Upstairs? But Hoyt..

“You know that can’t happen sweetheart. My wife sleeps up there. At least I moved you in, right? Now we don’t have to keep going to hotels like we have been all these months.” She heard Hoyt try to pacify her. Isabella felt sick.
“Well, I guess.” Katie used her best pouty voice, “But your wife is sooo..ugh! All she ever does is clean, she’s so boring!”

She heard Hoyt chuckle, “I know. I don’t even know why I keep her around. You’re much more fun...”
“Oh, really Mr. Greenmount? Well let me show you how much more fun I am…” she started giggling and there was no more talking. Isabella ran to the bathroom. She thought she was going to throw up. Hoyt had done a lot of cheating since they’d met, and she had always accepted that. But to move one of them into their home? How could he? She stayed in the bathroom and cried silently until she heard the front door slam shut. She took three deep breaths and opened the door just as Katie was about to walk in.

“Oh! Sorry, uh, didn’t know you were in there…” she said quickly. She sounded like she thought she was caught, but wasn’t sure. Isabella just stared at her icily and charged past her into the kitchen.
As usual, the day went by and the women did not speak. Katie stayed in her room while Isabella cleaned and played with the children. It was Wednesday; the twins had their play date. This gave her enough time to go get a few things done. She was heading out when Katie came into the front room. “Oh, you’re leaving?” she asked nervously. She had been on pins and needles every time she came around Isabella today. She just stared at the girl. Katie cleared her throat, “Um, if you’re going to the store, you mind picking up a few things for me? I wrote them down…” she placed the list cautiously on the table next to her. Isabella looked at the list, then at Katie, and walked out the front door with the children. Once the twins were at the neighbors, Isabella got in her car and took off. She knew exactly where she was going. She just hoped today wouldn’t be a complete disaster. She knocked softly. Part of her hoped she was home, another part hoped she wasn’t. She heard soft footsteps from behind the door and her body tensed. The door opened wide.

“Why Isabella, what are you doing here?” Margaret asked with a soft, sad smile.
Isabella tried to return the smile, but instead tears fell. She couldn’t speak. Margaret pulled her into a comforting hug. “I know, sweetness. I know. Come on in.” Margaret whispered as she ushered the woman into her home. “I’m really sorry for dropping in like this, I just didn’t know where else to go…I have no one else to talk to.” Isabella said as she finished telling Margaret about what she found out this morning.

The old woman shook her head, “I’m so sorry dear. No woman should ever have to go through what you’re going through. You’re a good woman to stay after all of these years…” her voice trailed off and she smiled another sad smile.
“I don’t know what to do anymore. I can’t stay there in that house with the two of them. Not now. It was slightly better when I thought she was just there to clean, but now? There’s no way. I just wish I would have left when I had the chance.” She admitted as another wave of tears fell down her face. Margaret’s face lit up when she heard those words. “Oh dear, I can’t even believe I let you talk this long without even telling you…” she hopped up and walked over to where her old computer desk sat. Isabella looked on in silent confusion as the woman rifled through the desk drawer. She heard a soft “Ah ha!” and waited for Margaret to come back to the couch. “Elliot sent this about a month after he left from his visit. I never had a chance to give it to you, obviously. Today seems like as good a time as any…happy birthday sweetheart.” She said with a small smile as she opened the folder and placed it on the coffee table. Isabella smiled; “You remember my birthday?” she looked at the folder. Inside it were pre-paid plane ticket vouchers to Bridgeport, and a lease to a 2 bedroom condo. Isabella’s eyes went wide and she looked at the old woman and shook her head, “Oh Margaret, no…I can’t.” she tried to protest.

Margaret smiled, “Just the tickets dear. The condo is for me. He’s been trying to get me out there for ages, he thought that maybe if you weren’t going alone…”
A whole new set of tears rolled down Isabella’s cheeks. “You’re willing to leave your home? You’ve been here your whole life. I could never ask you…” Margaret put a wrinkled hand up.

“I love this town and this home. But I would go anywhere and do anything for my son to be happy. I’ve known you since you were a little girl. I know you would never hurt my son intentionally. You two need each other…you don’t need to decide now. I won’t even tell him you showed up today if you don’t want. Just know the option is there. I can go with you or I can stay. The choice is yours.”

Isabella grabbed Margaret and pulled her into a tight hug. This woman was truly amazing.
Isabella went home that night and made dinner. She herself choose not to eat, she fed the twins, bathed them, and put them and herself to sleep. She felt drained and had no desire to pretend she didn't know her husbands secret. Hoyt didn’t come into their room until well past midnight. He looked down at his wife and said, “There are dishes downstairs. Don’t think just because you didn’t eat means you won’t clean.” He got in the bed and turned his back to her. Weeks had passed since her birthday, and Isabella barely spoke to anyone. Hoyt and Katie barely hid their relationship from her anymore. They flirted right in front of her most days. Isabella woke up and thought about Margaret and her offer every single day. It was a cold fall morning. Isabella pulled herself out of bed and began cooking and baking. Today was the twins’ 4th birthday, they were going to spend their day together at the park, she would let nothing ruin their birthday for them. She went about making the twins favorite breakfast, and started mixing the ingredients for their favorite red velvet cake for later that day. She had thought Hoyt would stay home to help them celebrate, but as usual, he chose something else over his family. She shook the sad feeling away and threw herself into her cooking. That night, Katie and Hoyt stumbled in the house close to 11. Isabella had put the twins the bed hours ago. Hoyt hadn’t even been home to tell them happy birthday. She sat on the couch and looked at them in disgust. It was Katie that noticed the man whom she was kissing’s wife was there watching them. She broke apart quickly. “Oh, please, don’t stop on my account.” She spat at the girl. Katie looked taken aback.

“Watch your tone, woman.” Hoyt warned. He looked at his wife with building anger. Isabella rolled her eyes at her husband. She was fed up. She looked over to Katie and stood up.
“I moved your crap into the upstairs room, enjoy.” She said coldly over her shoulder as she walked into her new bedroom on the bottom floor. She shut the door and quickly locked it. The glowing lights read 3:46 am. Isabella stood up from the bed and began to throw hers and her children’s belongings into the two suitcases she had shoved under her bed. Hoyt missing his children’s birthday to work was one thing, but to miss it because he was out with his mistress was a completely different story. She was leaving. And she was leaving now.


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Ah!! Finally!!
I hope you enjoyed this one! It was a little longer than the others :)
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#1fruitopiaVIPSep 3, 2012

About time she left. \:D

#2cat.frameSep 3, 2012

GO GO Isabella! \:D

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