Fooled Me Again, Honest Eyes

Based on "Fooled Me Against, Honest Eyes" by Lady Gaga

Michelle stood in her bedroom, having dropped her cell phone at her feet, only moments before. She felt her world halt its spinning. This wasn't the first time she'd heard the rumors. This wasn't the first time he had been unfaithful to her. Cody had a lengthy list of previous indiscretions, in fact. But this was just getting out of hand. Sure, he held her inability to trust him against her, accusing her of imagining things and making accusations that were unfounded just because he's had a shaky past. But her distrust was his own damn fault.

The fact that Cody Runnels was so quick to shove his dick in anything with two legs was nothing new. But he swore he was done cheating on her. He begged her to stay with him, to give him another chance, and he promise he would never even look at another woman again because he loved her.

And how did he show her his love? By banging Layla El. How could she be so sure that Layla was the woman…or better yet, the whore…her boyfriend was screwing? Cody had this terrible habit of not locking his phone screen when he wasn't using it. He was always accidentally dialing her. This time, he was having sex while dialing her with his ass. At first, she couldn't be positive that the muffled voices were engaging in anything other than a conversation. But as she continued listening, the moans were obviously the result of one thing and one thing only. The expletive demands in the heat of the moment did not go unheard.

Michelle felt the tears falling out of her eyes and down her cheeks. Enough was enough. She couldn't keep dealing with his bullshit.

She knew this was it. It just hurt her. He was constantly cheating on her, when he was away. Every time he opened his mouth, nothing but lies tumbled from between his lips. She had finally reached the end of her rope.

Michelle turned to face the bed. Her eyes landed on a framed photo of Cody and herself. She picked it up, examining the smiles on their faces, as the couple embraced. Those were happier times. At that point, she was oblivious to his philandering ways. She held onto the frame tightly, until her knuckles turned white. Finally, she hurled the frame, full force, against the wall. The glass shattered everywhere. She grabbed her phone, her bag and her keys.

Pulling a pen out of her bag and a piece of paper off of the notepad that she had kept in her night table, Michelle scribbled ten words down and left the room. Slipping her Uggs on, Michelle left the house they had been sharing for the past year and a half of their two and a half year relationship, opting to slam the door behind herself. She opened the garage door, got into her car, pushing the button to shut the garage door, as she drove off.

"Baby! I'm hooooome!" Cody Runnels greeted, a smile on his face, waiting for his girlfriend to appear in front of him. It had been a turbulent flight and a hellish cab ride home, but he couldn't wait to see Michelle.

Upon getting no response, he frowned. "Hmmm…" He began looking around for her, but he came up with nothing.

Opening the bedroom door, he was immediately worried. He flipped on the light switch. Cody's eyes darted over to the dent in the wall. He looked down at the floor, noticing the shards of glass scattered on the carpet. He carefully walked over to the mess and pulled the picture frame off of the floor. His brow furrowed in confusion. He turned facing the bed, his eyes catching the note.

Cody dropped the frame and walked over to the head of the bed, grabbing the paper in his hands and reading it.

Learn how to lock your phone.

Fuck you.

I'm done.

Cody's heart sank. Fuck.