If cheating teaches you anything, it’s how to cover your tracks.
Phone on silent or password protected. I could lose my phone in a sea of enemies and be completely safe.
Perfectpants? Not so much.
After a perfect 4th, falling asleep wrapped up in his arms… and his phone chirps under his pillow.
I wont lie… I spent half the night tossing and turning, thinking about it. I’m not stupid. I know what the ho hours are. If your phone goes off after midnight? It’s because you’re not in bed with that person and they miss you.
At least have the balls to keep it quiet, for fuck’s sake.
I woke up this morning to a pretty broken heart. Missing my son. Spending the first birthday in 16 years without him. A life half lived. A birthday half enjoyed.
I think maybe that’s why I looked?
A close friend warned me. He said the guy was a weasel. I ignored it. I pulled my soapbox out and took a stand to have a little faith, trust a little freely- and give the guy the benefit of the doubt.
Until just now.
I rolled over… and he started snoring.
I pulled the trigger. Fueled by heartache maybe? I don’t know. At any rate, when I slid my hand under his pillow and felt the smooth edge of his phone, my heart started to race.
I already know… I already feel what’s about to hit me.
Big fat alligator tears start to roll off my cheeks and into my ears. I don’t even know how to use a Blackberry. I push the button on the front and up pops a text dialog between him and some girl named Marissa.
His other girlfriend?
Who misses him?
Who hopes he had a great 4th with his family… and when will he be back??? Because she misses him?
P- Wednesday morning love, I miss you too.
Hot flashes coursing through my body. My stomach immediately in knots. My tears stopping on a dime.
OMG… I should have listened. I should have known…
All that glitters is not gold- and if he’s Perfect anything? He’s a Perfect Liar.
Done. Done. Done.
Throwing in the towel and calling it a fucking disaster day already… on a birthday I was already dreading.
I think I’ll sew my vagina shut and adopt a dozen cats.
Clearly I have no business trying to have a man in my life.