Girlfriend Cheated Novels & Stories

"Okay, okay. I'll listen. But remember, I'm just a person, not a professional counselor." I scanned the comments, my eyes settling on one username. "Jughead, tell me your problem." Jughead: So, this is a bit weird but I think my girlfriend is cheating on me. I found a suspicious text on her phone, and she's been acting weird lately. What should I do?" "Aww, Jughead, I'm so sorry to hear that. Did you ask her?” Jughead: No..not yet. I'm scared I might be right.

"Why did Carina exist? Was it your way of getting even when you found out about your cheating boyfriend?" She was stunned. At least he no longer thinks that she did it for money. She smiled shyly once more before responding. "Remember, you're not the only unlucky friend? In comparison to yours, mine is worse. One of my friends cheated on me with my boyfriend, while the other secretly sold me. I think I told you that I was going to go on a blind date that evening. My friend arranged for me to go on a different kind of blind date, though. I even think she put drugs in my water."

“Elaine, do you still think I refused to donate blood to you because I was afraid? I gave you blood 99 times. What difference would one more session make? Karl was the one who told me you had been faking everything. That was when I realized my love had been trampled on. My blood became dog food. You wronged me. Every time I think of that relationship, which had been built on lies, it makes me sick to my stomach.” Elaine’s face went pale. She stood frozen for a moment, as if a thousand scattered pieces had just fallen into place in her mind. She suddenly became agitated. “So you actually never did fail my test. In that case, we don’t have to break up anymore. If you save me, we can be togethe

I barked out at her in anger. “Grayson!” “I know about the other guys you’ve been sleeping around with Ciara. I know about you and Tyler” I threw back at her watching her angry expression fall into that of shock. “Grayson that’s not true.. it’s not I promise” “That’s what I thought. I mean you’re my girlfriend and when we newly did start dating it was good. Until I started to see sex videos of my girlfriend with my other friends. The fuck Ciara?! I never once cheated on you while we were exclusive. And then you go behind my back and just..”

"I remember! Their love was beautiful. They were so happy. I always imagined we'd be like that, too. This is the first time you've spoken to me in so long. Does that mean…" I cut her off. "They divorced a few years later. She cheated because she couldn't stand looking at his face anymore. See? The love you cling to ends the same way." When I first heard that follow-up, anger surged through me. I couldn't understand why sincere people were always the ones who got hurt. But after thinking it over, I realized something. It wasn't sincerity that was wrong. It was the person on the other side. I looked straight at Jenna, enunciating each word carefully.

I felt my cheeks burning. "You shouldn't be ashamed with me, it was one of the best nights of my life, that guy didn't know how to appreciate the gem he had as a girlfriend." His words made me blush, but it was best to tell him the whole truth. "The thing is, the woman my ex-boyfriend cheated on me with, is none other than my sister Sophie." He raised an eyebrow. "Wow, that's really a surprise, I can't understand how that idiot dared to cheat on you with your own sister."

Some times I think men are from a different planet. The shampoo girl is chatting away. “I went to the fair with my boyfriend and saw him kissing another girl when I went to get some candy floss. He was by a truck with his tongue down her mouth. Can you believe that kind of shit?” she says. It’s difficult to tell whether she is actually mad as hell or hurting. Perhaps a bit of both. “I’ve been there too; he is a jerk. You’re better off without him,” I tell her. “What, seriously? You had a guy cheat on you? But you’re so beautiful and you look really smart. How could anyone cheat on you?”

I, frankly, didn’t know how she could hide her affair with the married man, but her fiancé’s beautiful physique was displayed on her posts so he could have provided a worthy distraction from any roving and speculative gossipmongers. I had heard about wealthy people like them. It was just something in the periphery, like people in I* I never bothered to follow because they did not influence her life. I was only concerned about finishing school, my mother surviving cancer, and finding good work. Meeting someone like Bain was surreal. Him saying he liked me was plain laughable, like an unfinished fairy tale because it just jarred halfway. The offer of money for payment to pose as his girlfriend

I heard Michael say. I didn't make any noise and slowly closed the door. Then, I walked back to my room and plopped down on the bed. "Michael and Jacob," I murmured to myself. No way. No way this was happening to me. Why was my brother kissing my boyfriend? Tears streamed down my face. I felt betrayed. So Michael was cheating on me after all. Everything made sense now. His acting distant and not wanting to sleep with me made sense. I never imagined Michael would be gay. Not in a million years.

“That I’m not good enough for him and all I do know is how to gossip, gossip and gossip all day long as a reporter and that I don’t fit to be his girlfriend. According to him, he only falls in love with models, actresses and wealthier kids with long legs and fairer skin. He asked me out as a betttt. I’m fucking dying, Anna.” Anna drawed closer to her friend and patted her back soothingly, rubbing it and offering the emotional support to her friend. “It’s fine, honey. When I eventually find him, I’ll squish him so bad. We’ll beat him up together. How long did you date for?” “Ten days.” “Ten days?” Anna’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets. “Just ten fucking days and he cheated?” “He’s an