Un4givenOne (un4givenone) wrote, @ 2009-07-09 21:54:00

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When I hit redial on the 5th after checking the caller ID. My own number appeared. This is how we check voice mail. Im sure that K thought that was a safe bet. However if he had actually checked voice mail... my number woud have been followed by a whole set of other numbers. The * and 6 digit pin, then the different numbers it prompts you to punch in to actually use the voice mail. They were absent. I knew that once again I had been betrayed. He waited till I left and once again used our home phone to call her.

I then logged on to our home phone account on the internet. Instead of the usual tears that filled my eyes in the past I felt a sense of rage boil through my body. I was furious!!

At 1:30 a.m. I stomped into the bedroom flinging the door wide open. I turned on not only one light but all 3 in the room. I filled the tub which is in the master bedroom throwing my clothes at the wall as I peeled them off. I slammed the glass doors on the shower (several times). He didn't hardly move, he did roll over to keep the light out of his eyes but that was the most I got. Only making my anger worse. I loudly took the hottest bath my hot water heater would allow. When I was finished I slammed the glass doors a few more times climbed out and walked to the bed where he slept. As I stood there staring down at him I unwrapped my towel then threw it at the wall. I opened and slammed dresser drawers while finding and putting on my clothes for bed. When I finished I was so angry I could no longer wait for my loud noises to wake him. I nudged him awake.

I don't remember how I started the conversation... I do remember telling him I was aware of his phone activities once again. I remember asking him "is her pussy lined with gold nuggets or are you simply so in love that you can't seem to stay away from her?" At first I was accused of being insane (once again) but as I explained the visit on the web to our home phone carrier his tone chaned to "I didnt even talk to her". Point is you were trying to. The number was dialed. Regardless of if you achieved your goal... it was there!! Over and over in the past 5 months I have been accused of being insane as he continued to make calls. I can't take this any longer. I won't!!

Without going into great detail at the moment I will also tell you that he had gone to work one day, and I got no call at his first break, but shortly before his lunch break he called to say they were having some sort of meeting at lunch time and everyone had brought in dips. So he wouldn't be "able" to talk to me then. I tried to remain cheerful but I didn't feel that way. In fact I was so uneasy that I drove the 26 miles to his unit. I didn't see the jeep in the parking lot that day. In all fairness I didnt drive around the entire lot either, but it isnt that big and I should have seen the jeep from where I was. When I got home that day he was already there. But then I had stopped at a gas station and then a few stores before coming home. I felt very uneasy about the whole thing and I knew that girl was working that day I had the copy of the master schedule. So I asked about her. He was his usual defensive angry about my questions saying that yes she had worked that day but that they hadnt even spoken to each other except about work related things when they had to. I confessed to having driven to the unit and not seeing the jeep. This really made him angry that I was "checking up on him, how dare I!"

exactly 3 days later I was searching for some change while K was inside working on some electrical issues. I looked in my truck first and took some out of it. I then went to the jeep and opened the console looking in it. I stumbled upon an old deativated cell phone, and it was powered up? I had just seen that phone several days before sitting in the house deader then a door knob.

We live out in the sticks, we dont get cell service at home. SO I took the phone and hid it in my truck. I got what I needed and drove to the store. Once there I took the phone out and looked at recent call activities.. and sure enough her home phone number was the last one stored in it. On june 11 the same day he had worked with her. The day of the "dip party". The day I felt so uneasy about. The day I drove to the unit. I don't know why or what pocessed me to look in the pictures on the phone then but I did. A curiousity I almost instantly regretted. As the pictures loaded the first 5 were all pictures I had never seen on there. The first was a vagina. (NOt mine) the next 4 were boobs in a bra in various poses. one showing the nipple. No face shots! None of the pics were of me. I felt sick!! I went home and hid the phone back in my truck and tried to be "normal". I scanned my brain trying to remember the last time I had looked through the pics in that phone. It had been a long time ago. That phone hadnt been activated since before K and I had reuntied last oct. The phone had set useless and dead on top of my refridgerator for months before we moved here on june 6th. I myself had packed it. I had also unpacked it here. My kids had been trying to play with it a few short days before it disappeared into the Jeep.

Later that day.. he said lets go to the store we all climbed in the jeep and his first thing to do was check the console and ask where his phone had gone. I wont go into the whole story but we had a small tiff about it and I asked about the call and the pics. He denied any new pics claiming those pics were on there from way back saying his friend had taken them one night of some girl he was with. I really didnt remember when I had looked last so it was a point I could not argue and didnt really try. I did ask about her number which he claimed he didnt actually call he simply did it as a way to store her number so he wouldnt forget it. He was right the phone had no service I tried to make a call with it myself. I was troubled about the whole thing. I didnt return his phone.

Life went on as usual for a few days. I tried to be cheerful and optimistic about things. But there was a nagging feeling about this whole thing that refused to leave me alone. One early morn when he left for work I got the phone out powered it up and looked again at the pics zooming in searching for details. I then discovered there was an options button and the one of the options was details for the picture. I clicked it and it said... the pictures were taken June 11, 2009 my heart sank!!

	thebookofmylife 2009-07-10 14:27 (link)
	I was going to tell you that you can find out when the pics were taken/recieved to the phone, thru the settings on the phone....but I saw that you did figure that out yourself. I feel for you, I really do...!! (Reply to this) (Thread)

	the phone un4givenone 2009-07-10 14:33 (link)
	Yes I figured it out. I wish I didn't in some ways. You know what they say ignorance is bliss!!! Thanks, for at least trying to help. I've got so many thoughts running through my mind lately. I don't kow if Im coming or going. No big shocker there all things considered. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)