Disclaimer: I do not own Harvest Moon.

Secret Obsession

Chapter 3

He stood quietly, in shock and disgust at what he was hearing. How did this happen? Okay he knew how it happened but why did it have to happen to him? Was this just another cruel joke that the Gods were playing on him? It had to be. He forced a smile as his stomach twisted into knots. Phoebe was staring at him with a giant smile, reminding him of a satisfied cat after it caught a canary. A look that made him want to lash out.

He wanted to yell, scream, demand Irene ran the test again. There was no way that this could be happening. He dreamt of being a father but not with her. Never with Phoebe. How could he let this happen? How was he going to tell his true love that he was going to have a child another person? How would he make her see that this was not his intention?

He didn't want a child that would share a bond with Phoebe. No he wanted a child that would bond him with her, his heart. A child with dark hair and chocolate eyes, not with that awful teal hair that he had come to despise. Why was the Goddess plotting against him?

He pretended to be happy, forcing a smile and a excited jump for joy but inside he was dying. His thoughts were not on the woman who was gazing at him with unabashed love and adoration but on the brunette farmer who held his heart. Goddess, this was going to kill her when she found out.

He grasped his wife's hand as they exited the clinic and headed back to their home. Phoebe was jabbering about everything that they would need now that they were going to be parents but he paid her no mind. He was lost in his thoughts. Perhaps there was a way to avoid his love from finding out about his trespasses. After all for the last few weeks she had been so busy with her farm that he only seen her a handful of times. At least he assumed she had been busy with her farm.

She wasn't mad at him, was she? He felt the knot in his stomach tighten at this thought. He prayed she wasn't avoiding him. No, she wouldn't do that. Their love was to strong. He followed behind his wife, ignoring her endless chatter, only answering with a grunt every now and then. His mind whirling with thoughts of how his true love was going to be so heartbroken about this.

He knew this was the ultimate betrayal. She would never do this to him. She may pretend to have affection for that muscle bound idiot but she would never allow him to touch her. Not when she knew she belonged to him body and soul. He knew if he ever found out that she did he would kill the idiot. He could only think she would do the same.

Goddess, this was a disaster. What was he going to do? Later that night he stared at his wife as she slept beside him. He watched her smile in her sleep and he felt as if he was going to get sick. He didn't want her to smile, he didn't want her to be happy when he was in so much pain. It was all her fault. She wasn't suppose to bear his child. That blessing was only meant for one person and one person only. He sighed and pushed himself off of the bed. He tugged on his jeans and his button up shirt. He needed fresh air.

He walked down the moonlit path that he knew all too well. The path that would take him to her, take him to the only half of his soul. He needed to see her, even if he couldn't touch her, the sight of her would soothe his raging soul. He walked quietly down the path, his mind focused on his destination.

He stopped in his tracks and felt as he had been punched in the gut as he caught sight of her beauty. The moonlight making her look like an ethereal goddess or siren. His heart skipped a beat and his chest tightened with longing to reach out and touch her. As he drew closer he noticed she was not alone.

That idiot was with her again, holding her in a way that Calvin only could dream about. He felt a wave of anger and jealous eat at his soul. He clenched his fists tightly, his muscles tightening. What was she doing with him at this time of night? This was not part of the game they played. This was against the rules.

He understood she needed to pretend to care for someone else that way no one would grow suspicious and figure them out but this….this was too much. She was leaning against the man as if she truly did care for him. She was giggling. Giggling! It was such a sweet sound, one that he had never heard cross her lips before. He stopped and watched them, his body tense with anger and jealousy.

He had to force himself to watch the scene play out when he truly wanted to run over and rip her away from the other man. Make her see how much he needed her, how much he wanted her. He wanted to end the other man's life for daring to touch something that was his.

He watched as she turned to face the other man, her eyes shining with an emotion that he could not identify. She was saying something softly to him, causing the other man to smile widely and pull her closer, running his hands through her brunette locks, just as Calvin himself dreamed of doing. He watched as the younger man caught her lips in a kiss. Calvin shook with anger as a barely contained growl made its way past his lips.

He watched the couple part and look over in his direction. He watched as a dozen of emotions flashed across his love's face. She looked worried, perhaps a bit scared. Was she scared that he was angry at her? Was she worried that he would think she had replace him? She must be. He knew she was feeling guilty. His anger started to fade. He couldn't find it in his heart to stay anger with her. But the idiot that was still holding her, that was a different story. He glared at Owen as he approached the couple. He noticed the younger man stand up and assist the young beauty to her feet. Owen bent down and whispered something into her ear.

Calvin wondered what he whispered. Wondering if the younger man was being that stupid to whisper words of love into Calvin's woman's ear. No not even that muscle bound idiot was that stupid. He watched as his love shot he a look that he thought as pleading. A look that said please forgive me I have been weak. I love you still.

As he moved closer he watched his love turn and run down the path towards her home. The younger man stood his ground, eyeing him with dislike as he grew closer. He tried to ignore the man and go after his love to give her comfort. Her face looked so sad and scared when she took off. Calvin started to wonder if the idiot did something to hurt her. That only made him see even more red. But he refused to do anything yet. Owen was stronger then him. No if he was going to make the younger man to pay for hurting his love then he would have to be smart about it.

He tried to move past the younger man only to have the man block his path. He moved again and the younger man moved with him, refusing to let him past. The younger man started to talk, telling him that his love did not want him around. That he was starting to scare her. Calvin gave a mental laugh. Molly, his sweet love was scared of him? Not likely. She was more likely to be afraid of the muscle bound idiot.

The idiot's lies made his blood boil. He had to take a deep breath and count to ten before he looked at the man and told him that he didn't know what he was talking about. He had a bitter taste in his mouth as he lied and stated that he was only out for a walk trying to take in the fact he was going to be a father soon.

The idiot didn't quite seem to believe his lies, since he would not move out of his way. Calvin turned around, acknowledging that the younger man was not going to move out of his way. He spared a glance back only to see the younger man heading towards his true loves home. He would make that idiot pay. Owen would not get away from keeping him from his true love. That idiot would pay for spreading lies. Calvin knew Molly loved him and only him. She did not fear him, she accepted him.

Calvin entered his home and quietly entered the room where his sleeping wife laid. He had to figure out how to get rid of all these distractions, these people who refused to allow Molly and him to be together. The people who tried their best to tear them apart. He had to find a way to rid himself of Phoebe and his unborn child and that idiot from their lives. Then, maybe just then, Molly and him would be able to live happily together forever.