|Still Breathing (Completed Version) (standard:drama, 2925 words)|
|Author: mykemyk||Added: Jul 05 2005||Views/Reads: 2171/1225||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|The only difference between Jared's life, and that of a corpes was that Jared was still breathing...!|
Jared Marston was a dead man. The only difference between him and a corpse was the fact that he was still breathing. At thirty-five, he was married to a woman he didn't love and working a job he hated. He was not living. He was just existing. If there was any consolation... any worth to be found in the hand life had dealt, it was that, Paula, his wife, was more miserable than he was. Of course, it had not started out that way. Jared and Paula had met while attending the same college. When they first met, Jared was completely oblivious to the fact that Paula and her family was worth millions. He had fallen in love with her because of her zest for living. He was working his way through college...it had been rough...a grueling, exhausting affair. He was mesmerized by her carefree attitude and by the fact that she did not seem to be the least bit intimidated by the rigors of higher education. Paula, on the other hand, was totally enamored by this sensitive, caring, and ambitious individual. She saw Jared as someone who wanted to change the world. Paula saw herself as being someone with enough financial "clout" to help Jared do just that. Together, they could change the world. She realized he had no idea how the "other half" lived. In the early days of their courtship, it had been one of his most charming attributes. Paula had always been around money. She knew, firsthand, the power and control that money brings. She knew that Jared... proud, determined, and idealistic, had no idea of how, having money, could enable and empower him to be the kind of man he had always dreamed of being. She knew there were things that Jared would have to learn, responsbilities he would have to accept, and differences he would have to encounter. She also knew that, being an only child, the real wealth of the family would someday be theirs...to do with as they wished. She was confident she could steer Jared toward that end. Upon their marriage, Jared had been taken into the family business. Tom Maines, Paula's father, had created a position for Jared at Maines Enterprises. Though given the title of Executive Vice President, Jared was nothing more than a warm body filling a plush office. His duties consisted of arrving at the corporate office at 9:00 a.m. and leaving at 5:00 p.m. In the beginning, Jared had enjoyed the arrangement. Soon, however, he began to hear the talk that started at the water fountain at work and followed him throughout the entire community. It seems that Jared was looked upon as a man who "brought nothing to the table" as far as his involvement in the Maines family. It grated on him to hear himself being referred to as Tom Maines' son-in-law. It was as if he had no last name. Paula was still Paula Maines. Though their marriage had given her Jared's last name, no one ever referred to her as Paula Marston...she would, forever, be Paula Maines. Jared and Paula's first real fight came as a result of a comment that Jared had overheard at the office. While walking through the front lobby, he'd overheard the receptionist talking to someone on the phone. "Listen, marrying money is one thing...having the ability to make money is another. I've been watching Mr. Marston. All I can tell you is that he better thank God he married money!" By the time Jared had reached their estate, he was fuming. "I didn't marry money...I married you. Not a family, not a business, just you!" He had never forgotten his wife's response. "Darling, you are taking all of this way too personally. They are just jealous of your position." "What position is that?" Jared had countered. "I got an office, my own parking spot, and a title! Other than that, I am like a "trained seal" barking and clapping...waiting for the next piece of fish to be thrown my way. I married you for who you are...not what your money can buy...!" Paula's response had absolutely floored him. "Well, sweety, I didn't marry you for who you were...I married you for who I knew you could become!" Undaunted by Jared's discomfort, Paula had continued planning her husbands rise to prominence. In her mind, Jared was simply going through a period of adjustment. She was still convinced that she, given time, could coaxe and gently prod him into what she wanted him to be. For a time, her plan seemed to be working. Jared seemed to be trying...making an effort to embrace what Paula had envisioned for them. Then, as quickly as it had appeared, his efforts simply ceased. When, after a dinner party, Paula inquired as to Jared's obvious change of moods, Jared hissed, "I have tried...I really have...but, our Click here to read the rest of this story (210 more lines)
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