Netflix and Chill
- Hannah L
- Mar 27
- 2 min read
In the soft glow of the TV screen
He settled in for a night serene
Popcorn in hand, a cozy thrill
Just another night of Netflix and chill
But as the episodes played on
A shadow crept where light had shown
A message flashed, a name unknown
And in that moment, truth was shown
His laughter felt a bit too forced
His eyes, they wandered, seemed divorced
From the love we once had shared
A bond I thought was unimpaired
The credits rolled, the night grew cold
A story of betrayal told
In silent tears, my heart did break
For trust and love, a cruel mistake
He thought I wouldn’t see the signs
The secret texts, the hidden lines
But in the quiet of that night
I saw the truth, clear as daylight
Netflix and chill, a simple phrase
Now marks the end of happier days
A lesson learned, a heart that’s scarred
But stronger now, though deeply marred
For in the pain, I found my strength
To walk away, to go the length
Of healing wounds and finding peace
In letting go, I found release
The first time I learned what, "Netflix and Chill" meant, was when my now ex-fiance left his computer open. Somewhere subconsciously, I knew something was going on. I looked at his computer and read messages from many different women. One stated, "Time for some Netflix and Chill?" I then googled the term, and realized my suspicious had finally been confirmed. There were numerous, and I mean numerous messages on messenger from other women. Some of them were videos they were sharing with each other. Naked videos, videos of pleasing themselves and sharing with my ex-fiance. I sent him a text, told him what a piece of shit he was, that it was over, and brought my ass to the bar and got completely wasted. I turned off my phone and he somehow found me at the bar. We weren't even engaged yet at this point. I know, I know... But those several shots of peach schnapps were duper delicious!
He would only admit to one woman. I stupidly let him believe that I thought he was telling the truth. One of the women was African America, which was just insane with the language he uses and the way he degrades that race. Two women responded to me. The African American woman, (I still vividly remember what she looks like and her name 7 years later) denied anything. Another woman claimed to not know he had a girlfriend. I even found messages from my ex saying, "We have to cancel. My girlfriend is coming over tonight. HAHA. I'll never forget my ex-fiancés mother saying, "My son would never cheat on a woman and he would definitely never hit another woman." HAHA. Okay lady. Stay in your denial.
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