How Long Have You Been Fucking My Husband, Bitch?
Obscene and accusatory texts from a woman scorned
So, how long have you been fucking my husband, bitch?
I had to read the text more than once. What the fuck? For real? Who’s the prankster? I immediately Googled the number.
It’s from El Paso, Texas.
Who the heck lives there that I know? Wait. Really? Hold on. Is it…?
It was around 6:30 in the evening when I saw my phone blinking. It could just be another annoying telemarketer. Nobody calls me. However, these pestering telemarketers only call once. This one has been calling like a deranged, narcissistic ex-partner. I picked it up.
There was silence on the other end. I waited for a few seconds before saying hello. In an outraged tone, the caller asked, “who is this?”
“You’re the one who has been calling me. Who are you?”
The caller hung up.
The vile and accusatory texts then came. The second one stated, “Bitch, I found your number on my husband’s phone.” And the third, a repetition of the first.
“So, how long have you been fucking my husband, bitch?”
Great! I don’t need this abuse right now. Blocked. There’s no way I’d let an…
