Short Stories of Betrayal Novel – I trusted my husband, Reid and would have never suspected anything, except I had updated the security cameras, before our babies were born. To my surprise, I saw Reid and my best friend,Stella get off the elevator in our home together, holding hands. I watched them go into our bedroom, undressing, and watched as they had intercourse on my bed… It wasn’t long before Reid came home, and guess who showed up with him, of course Ms. Sl-ut, Stella. I told them that “I had maintenance haul it and the mattress out, because when I got home it smelled like a pros-titute with multiple STD’s had been in here. The stench was terrible and almost rotten.” The look on Stella’s face was priceless.
My name is Elise age 30, and this is my story of betrayal by my husband and my best friend. My husband Reid age 35, and I have been married for five years, and dated for two years before marriage. We deliberately waited until we were settled to have children. We own our own home, cars, and have well-paying jobs. I make a lot more money than Reid, and he does not like this to much, but enjoys the benefits. I had also, inherited money from my grandparents, the total amount I have not told Reid. I have been saving the money for our future children, as Reid is a big spender, I just didn’t tell him. I am a publisher at a well-known Fashion magazine, and he sales homeowners’ insurance. At the time of my story, I was seven and one-half months pregnant with identical twins. When I stopped birth control, we got pregnant almost immediately.
We were both very happy, or so I thought. My best friend, since middle school, Stella is not married and plays the field with many men. She likes to say, she is not going to be tied down with one man. I loved Stella and trusted her, which was my mistake because I did not realize her true nature. I trusted my husband, and would have never suspected anything, except I had updated the security cameras, before our babies were born. I had started worrying about needing extra security, as my pregnancy advanced. Since I owned the building, we live in the penthouse, and I rent out the lower apartments, it was an easy update. Most of the cameras were old and didn’t work anyway. Living in New York City, I felt the need for added security.
Knowing my husband would object to me spending so much, I just hadn’t told him yet. It’s okay if he spends lots of money, but he complains if I do, even though it’s my earnings I’m spending. After the cameras were installed, I pulled up the app on my phone to check them out. To my surprise, I saw Reid and Stella get off the elevator in our home together, holding hands. I watched them go into our bedroom, undressing, and watched as they had intercourse on my bed. Well, I didn’t really watch, as it made me sick, but I did see what they intended to do. When they moved into the living room, without clothes, and started on our couch, I shut it off immediately. I was heartbroken and furious but took a deep breath as I did not want to upset my babies, and I was in my office. Normally, the first person I would call is Stella, but that was not an option.
So, I phoned my attorney and ask for the name of the best divorce lawyer in town. After getting the name, Lucy Luckett, which I thought was the greatest name ever for a divorce lawyer, I called for an appointment. She could not see me until the next day, so I finished my workday as usual, not that I got a lot done, and went home. I was still furious but determined to make them pay for their betrayal. No one was at home when I got there and as I walked around my bedroom, I knew I could not sleep in that bed tonight. I phoned building maintenance and had the mattress, bedding, and the couch removed and thrown in the garbage. When I was asked about throwing it away, I just told them the things smelled bad.
Since I was pregnant, they just acted like it was a pregnant woman quirk. I went online and ordered a new king size mattress, bedding, and couch to be delivered as soon as possible. It wasn’t long before Reid came home, and guess who showed up with him, of course Ms. Bimbo, Stella. Reid said, “Look who I found coming off the street, we can have dinner together.” I said, “Go ahead and order something in tonight, I don’t feel like cooking or eating. I am having a little nausea today.” When Reid tried to hug me, I leaned away saying, “Oops, no hugs. Still queasy.” Stella looked around and said, “Where’s your furniture?” I told them that “I had maintenance haul it and the mattress out, because when I got home it smelled like a pros-titute with multiple STD’s had been in here.
The stench was terrible and almost rotten. I guess we must have had smog today that came through the windows or something.” The look on Stella’s face was priceless, and Reid looked kind of sick to his stomach. I loved it, and kept on talking about the smell, until Stella said she couldn’t stay for a meal and needed to leave. After she left, I told Reid I shouldn’t have talked like that in front of Stella, since she has had so many sexual partners. I also, mentioned that she had to be treated for an STD a couple of times in the last few years even having to have a hysterectomy, which is the truth. After I told him this, he really did look sick. I had a snack of crackers, cheese, and milk and went to bed in the smallest guestroom, that only had a twin bed. When I told him goodnight, I didn’t touch him, as I felt nauseated. Reid had to sleep in the other guest room.
The next day I met with as I call her, Lucy the Lucky divorce attorney. After I showed her what the security cameras recorded, she ask a few questions. She told me that New York is a non-communal state, and I will not have to share 50/50 with Reid. He keeps what he makes and owns, and I keep mine. I hired her on the spot and ask her to proceed as I would like to be divorced before the birth of my children, or at least be in the process. She asks me if I am going to kick Reid out now, or wait until he is served notice? When I told her about throwing away the things they had intercourse on, where I slept last night, and how I explained throwing away the furniture she laughed. She told me good for you, just be careful since you are pregnant, and she will call me before she has him served. Now I had been thinking how I could get back at my so-called best friend, Stella. She works as a photographer in a small office, taking photos of children and families.
She rents the first floor in a three-story building, and I think it’s time for me to purchase another building. When I got back to my office, I spent a little time editing the security recording, by blurring the things I did not want to see but left enough to know what they were doing to send to Reid’s boss and Stella’s employees later. I phoned Stella and made an appointment to pick her up for lunch, as I already knew her co-workers, and wanted them to see me pregnant. I had not been there in a while, so I wanted to visit and gush about my great marriage and husband. I was feeling a little evil, but when I thought about what they were doing behind my back I got over it quickly. I went early to her office, I talked with the receptionist for a long time before Stella finished with her photo session. I showed pictures of our nursery, the ultra-sound photos, and told her the different names we were thinking of choosing. I told her and the part-time photographer that worked with her, how excited my husband was about the birth of our twins and finding out the intercourse since they are identical.
I watched Stella’s facial expressions when she joined us, and she was not happy. I made a big production of telling them Stella and I had been friends since the age of fourteen in middle school. There was lots of oohing and awes over the photos and our friendship for that long. At our lunch, which I had a hard time eating, I kept up the gushing about everything until Stella had to suddenly leave. I was able to enjoy the rest of my lunch after she left. When I watched the security camera later at work, I discovered that Reid and Stella met up at our home again but had no intercourse this time. Thank goodness our furniture was not delivered yet.
I had phoned Reid earlier to tell him that I had ask our maid to start working more as of today and not sure what time she was coming. That way if they met up there, they would not have time to do anything. While I watched I was shocked to hear Stella tell Reid that once the babies were born, she would volunteer to babysit one day, while I ran errands. She told Reid he could cut my brake lines, then after I died, they could raise the twins as theirs, as she cannot have children. He was smiling and laughing. I was beyond furious, and immediately phoned my attorney and sent the recording to her computer.