It all starts back in 2011-2012. I met a shy cute little girl with a lot of problems, the very kind that needs and give back help anytime. I trusted her a lot, in the very beginning we weren't much like a couple as good friends but then eventually things started to get serious. I felt love for her but I didn't trust her enough to let her know so we always were in tension because she felt the same and wasn't able to tell me either. One thing I always wanted was to have sex with her, getting more intimate but she kept giving me longs after 8 damned months. When we started having sex it was a blast! Not bragging but it was the first person I tried a lot of kinky stuff. We even made a promise to meet again in 2020 so we could get married, everything was frosting on the cake until we started having sex without condom. At the very beginning it was an experience out of this world, she even let me cum inside her and ended up with our bodies full of sweat; one time her period came late but I wasn't ready at all. I totally freaked out. We were very tense and I tolf her to abort, funny thing is that she wasn't pregnant and I looked like a total dick. She dumped me. I still never forgive the fact that she made me wait all that long. However, I was broke. I became socially awkward and never gave a chance to have a couple. On February of this year she contacted me again, I was still heartbroken and my grandpa just died so I touched rock bottom. We met once and I told her I loved her, she said she loved me too; one thing led to another and we ended up in bed. I felt HAF! Then she started crying, and told me that after she dumped be she got herself with another guy and fucked him after 1 damned month, bitch even stayed at his place the whole weekend to fuck. I wanted to punch her in the face really badly, my whole world crumbled. Fortunately I went to the motel's bathroom and took a cold shower before making anything stupid. We ended up in the worst possible way there isn't a single day I can't think about how she betrayed my confidence, I haven't recovered yet and sometimes I think about seriously killing her to ease the pain. We have lost any connection. Now I'm 21 and she is 19 and someone told me she already got out of her parents house.