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Dated my high school sweetheart for nearly 5 years. Living in PA, she I had taken a job when I quit school and was making decent money. She said she didnt want to be stuck in PA forever, so I joined the Navy. During bootcamp, I get a letter from her telling me she's suicidal because she fucked one of my friends. I call her and tell her things will be okay, we will work it out, etc. And we do. five months later, I am buying and engagement ring. I pop the question and she says yes. Everybody's happy! Then, I get deployed to the first gulf war. And, the letters stop coming. Get back stateside and cant find her anywhere. SHe had moved to Oklahoma with her family after her dad had gotten out of the navy. I am heartbroken.
I start dating but not really enjoying myself. Then one night at like 7PM the phone rings and it's her. We talk and she admits to everything she had done (fucking four of my friends) and tells me she's sorry and that she loves me and misses me and wants to be with me. We talk about moving together to Maryland where I as stationed. She is excited about it. We talk until about 5AM (yes, ten hours). I hang up the phone and go to sleep, happy as a pig in slop. Then, around 930, the phone rings and it's her. She's crying. I ask what's wrong and she says "I am getting married today". I was in disbelief. She said she had called me the previous night to tell me, and once she heard my voice, couldnt tell me. Told me she meant every single word and that she'd love me forever. I ask why she's getting married and she tells me its a family friend's son and the whole town will be there and she cant back out, etc etc etc. I offer to come out right then and get her and she tells me no.
I wished her the best and hung up the phone. Havent heard from her since then.
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