theatrical_muse Old Topics #3
What makes you jealous and how do you deal with it?
Back in New York, I wasn’t the best of husbands, or the best of friends, or the best of sons, or the best of brothers. But I was the best of neurosurgeons. All I cared about for several years was my work. I took the longest shifts available and always came home after my wife, even though we worked in the same hospital on the same floor. I was completely indifferent to her and anyone else who wasn’t the Chief of Surgery.
I usually got home around eleven, sometimes later depending on how many cases they’d let me take at the hospital before telling me I had an early shift and should probably sleep before prodding brains. Every now and then, if it was still too early for home, I’d stop in at a bar for a drink. What Addison didn’t know didn’t kill her. But that night was different, not for any particular reason. That night, it was a few minutes past ten. I speak, of course, of the evening on which I found my wife and best friend in bed together.
And I was jealous. Not so much that he was there, with her, but rather because I viewed Addison as someone completely belonging to me. Only I could make her happy, only I knew what she wanted. Yet here he was, putting a smile on her face the way I hadn’t done in a long time. And you know how I dealt with that? I simply walked away.
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Meredith gave me her dog. She entrusted me to take care of him, so I did. I walked him, I fed him, and I let him sleep in my bed. Then he got sick. When you have a sick dog, you take him to the vet. I took Doc to the best-Finn Dandridge. He was the cliché for veterinarians, I could tell right off. He was the sort of guy other guys wanted to kick for being such a sensitive… guy. But he was the best.
Meredith and I were completely over, so I should not have been jealous when she and the vet began seeing each other. I should have felt nothing at prom, when I held my wife and the vet held her. What kind of name is Doctor Dandridge, anyway? He sounds like a freaking superhero. But I’m not jealous now. …I digress, as usual.
When I saw her laughing with the vet, saw him with his arms around her, I couldn’t take it. And for that jealousy, I left my wife, forgot about all the consequences, and chased after Meredith.
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