Sorry, wrong number.
I was driving last night to meet Jon with my phone placed in the contraption he bought me that hooks up somewhere on my dashboard to hold my phone where I can see it.
It went off and the screen lit up and I glanced over to see who was calling.
It was none other than ICKIE VICKIE herself.
It only rang once and she hung up. I don’t know if she designed it that way or accidentally called me while doing whatever she was doing with my stored number or information.
Either way, Bitch, I’m about over you
What IS your fucking problem with me, anyway?
I have not contacted your boyfriend in any way shape or form, nor do I intend to any time in the near or distant future. He shit all over me and ran away and left me with the mess, remember?
He took up with the likes of you and apparently HE’S not the one with a problem here because it’s YOU contacting me and not HIM. He could give a fuck less so why don’t you run along and join him in careless oblivion over there at the big blue homestead.
I didn’t do anything to deserve your harassment and it kinda says a lot about who came out on top, here.
I’m not the one in a relationship that makes me feel insecure. You are. I don’t have to feel insecure anymore, and now it’s your turn. You could not stand to see him love me so you set out to destroy what I had and take it from me. And his wife.
Now you have what you wanted but you still got beef with me, the girl who finally said fuck this whole thing and started the healing process. I saw the writing on the wall and it isn’t my fault you didn’t do the same. You thought you were gonna be different.
And don’t think for one moment I’m blaming it all on you. He didn’t give a fuck about me then or now. He’s cruel and heartless. And you know it. That’s why you’re scared and insecure. Cuz you’re smart enough to know it’s going to happen to you, too.
If he did this to two women he loved long term, then what would prevent him from doing it to you, too? Is your pussy made of fairy dust? Lmfao.
What the fuck are you trying to do, dredging up crap from 1.5 or so years ago? WHY do you think he’s cheating with ME? It’s probably his ex wife or some new girl… motherfucker won’t even take culpability and apologize to me so he sure aint gonna go through all that hassle for pussy from me. Trust me on this one. I ain’t your problem. He has someone else. It ain’t me.
Part of me wants to answer the phone and tell you this but I won’t ever stoop to your level and there will never be a conversation between you and I unless it’s in front of a judge cuz YOUneed to go away for real.
Wtf else you gonna do to me, Vickie?
My kids know I had an affair.
My husband certainly knows I had an affair.
I don’t desire to stay in my marriage and have already separated myself from my husband. It ain’t no surprise to him that there was someone else. My parents and friends are gonna love me no matter what you tell them about me and I don’t give a fuck what you have to say.
You already hurt me as much as you possibly could when you took my best friend from me and made him sick. Don’t you get it??? THERE’S NOTHING MORE YOU CAN TAKE!
The man I love now would not give you the time of day, and he wouldn’t believe one word you say about me because I’m his literal Goddess.
I learned from what you did to me.
I was forced to deal with all you threw at me on my own and with no support from anywhere or anyone and guess what? I learned to rely on MYSELF to take care of me, and not a man. And I don’t mean financially.
I grew as a person by leaps and bounds throughout that adversity.
The greatest pain I ever felt was because of you.
Why isn’t that enough for you?
Ask yourself that before you Google me one more time… what is it about me that you wish you could be? Because we all have something to offer or something nobody else can offer. We all have a gift. YOU have a gift and Roger loves and appreciates you for whatever that is.
He doesn’t love me, Vickie.
I’m not the enemy.
You’re sleeping with that.