The Terrible Ex

It had been three weeks since Valentino broke up with his ex-girlfriend. Noelle, his ex, had been cheating on him for the past three months. With various guys that he didn't know. And was somewhat glad for this fact. She also had been stealing money from him while doing so. Keeping it pretty secret as she did so. Only finding out about it from the last guy she'd been screwing. Who was somewhat of a good guy, he didn't seem to know she was in a relationship until he saw Val's pics. He felt bad enough to leave him a secret note for him. Putting the thing in his top drawer of his dresser when Elle wasn't in the room.

What was terrible about it was how she didn't even deny it. Didn't act embarrassed or guilty when found out. And how she reacted after being confronted. Making it seem like it was all his fault that she strayed from him.

How his long work hours were why Noelle strayed. That they barely spent enough time together. Which was complete and utter bullshit in his mind. As they had date night on alternating Saturdays when he was free. And he payed for everything that she owned. Which included all of her bills and debts. It made him so mad that she would do this. Instead of acting out or doing anything stupid, he packedc his things. Blocking her on everything that he could sometime later. Deciding to crash on a friend's sofa until he could get back on his feet.

Not, wnating to leech off of his friend. Christian, his best friend from Middle School, said he didn't have to worry. He still wasn't going to be staying long. And Valentine would find something cheap as soon as possible. Even if it was just a one room apartment somewhere. It was good, Val didn't have a pet. Otherwise things would be more difficult.

As he sat on the guest bed, he got an email. This made him raise an eyebrow as he opened it. Then let out a frustrated groan when he read what itwas. It was from Hulu. Apparently there was a password change request. He muttered,"Blah, blah, blah. Reset your password, blah."

"I'm totally changing it and she can get her own Hulu account.",Val snapped. Pressing the link about how it wasn't him. Then he changed his password to something lengthy. A second later, he made absolutely sure that no one could get into his account. And there was no other way that the account could be accessed by his ex ever again. After he was sure his account wasn't easily accessible. Getting some sticky notes out, he wrote down the password. Just in case he somehow forgot the stupid thing. Valentino didn't want to be locked out of his own account because of his stupidity. Calmly, Val muttered,"Ugh. This really sucks but, I guess it needed to be done."

"But ain't it bad enough that she cheated on me and stole from me?",he asked no one but himself. Did she need to try and steal his Hulu account, too? Just what in the utter Hell was she thinking?

Quietly, he turned on his laptop and logged into his account. Deciding to cheer himself up with a few movies. And to forget about the terrible person that Noelle was. While he picked something, his phone got a message. At first, he didn't know who it could be. Or why they were messaging him this late at night. And hurriedly picked up his phone from the bed. When he saw the name of the sender, he gave an annoyed groan.

Noelle, he forgot to block her number and now she was demanding his new password. Telling him off for changing it and making it impossible to use it. And how she had a right to use it. Along with how he owed it to her.

Rolling his eyes, Valentino debated on replying to her. Getting a quip in to tell her off and then block her. But, figured that she would just post their conversation on Facebook. And what little friends they had that were on her side would yell at him over it. He felt he didn't need all that kind of drama right now. So, he blocked her number without replying and picked a movie to watch. It was 'An American Werewolf in London'. Val had seen this movie around a hundred times in the past. And he absolutely loved the dorky black humor of it all.

It was just what he needed after everything that happened.

Sitting back on his bed, he put his phone face down and to the side. Then pulled his blankets around himself with a small smile. Knowing that he wouldn't be hearing from his ex-girlfriend for a long while. And hopefully wouldn't hear from anyone else for the rest of the night. Or even longer.