Jessica

So, I thought they were ignoring my messages, but I found out from a mutual friend that all these bitches had changed their numbers. They can't get rid of me, no matter how much they want to.

I haven't spoken to him in weeks, he's not returning my calls and it's killing me. I truly thought he loved me, I thought he cared. Man is he good at being the game, and I'm constantly getting played and it's sickening.

I may be many things, but a fool is not one of them. One advantage I've always had over people is how observant and attentive I am. I miss nothing and I hear absolutely everything. I've been this way since childhood, I mean it's not like I had a choice when I had a mother whose rules were be seen and not heard.

In fact, I knew that my ex-lover was open to cheating on his wife- my friend- long before I knew he was open to having an affair with me. It was hard for me to accept that my lover was either still with his wife, trying to gain her trust and loyalty back or he had yet another mistress. Cause I for one was sure as hell not getting any extra time...or in other words..sex. At all, I haven't felt him inside of me in god knows when.

And even when he was creeping with me, not once did he spend the night here with me, in the place that was supposed to be our home.

My dinners? Eaten alone.

My bed? Slept in alone.

My house? Lived in alone.

My life? Alone. Alone. Alone.

And quite frankly I was fucking sick and tired of it, I'm sick of the bullshit this man is putting me through. I was ready for what I was about to do and this time, no fucking turning back. No letting him talk me out of it, or buying me nice things to change my mind. Nah. Uh-uh. That shit was over and done.

My first message to the ladies failed because my man was not here with me, he was no longer my man no more than he was before. He stayed in my bed a littler longer and fucked me a little harder and was filling me with nothing but lies, sex, and empty promises.

For the first time in this entire affair I felt like I was the one being used and that was a huge no-no. I finally got the memo, there would be no divorce. I was a mistress, his mistress and nothing more. Well, not anymore anyways.

I'm done, I'm so done with my lover and I'm ready to reclaim my old life...back in Clements Hills, in the beautiful gated community that I once lived in a long time ago. I moved out when I found yet another man that I thought loved me, but he screwed me over as well and the only time I would ever go back was to see Stephanie and the rest of girls...and one of their husbands.

But, I wanted a new life, and it was costing me a pretty penny to remodel that new house across from Stephanie, but hey, if you want quality, you gotta pay for it and besides I've always loved Clements Hills, I should have never left, especially not for some man.

But I was going home.

Bold move? Of course.

Still, I knew I had some loose ends to tie once and for all. It's time for my ex friends to know just which one of their men had made me look just as foolish as them.

Picking up my iPhone, I entered the new cell phone numbers of Stephanie, Rebecca and Kelly. Next my message. I already knew what I was sending, I wrote it weeks ago as a matter of fact.

Without one moment to hesitate, I pressed SEND.

There was no way I could just sit back and let him have his happily ever after- the one he'd promised me. Oh no. My ex-lover was going to pay for my broken heart.

No more playing around, next chapter you find out, I promise. :-)...oh and um...don't let the bold print in the chapter fool you, haha :P