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Tales of the Ex @ RomanceClass - I said, well, you are now dead to me My ex had a presence in my life for way to long. I met him in the summer when I was 16 and he was 20. He was wonderful at first and we spent all of our free time together. He told me he loved me and we would be together forever. When the summer ended, he went back to college, and I went back to high school. He promised we would still see each other and that age didn't matter. I started seeing him less and less and the phone calls were becoming way less frequent. I still thought that out "love" would be strong enough for him to want to stay with me. We were dating for about 6 months when on my birthday he told me that he couldn't come and take me out because he had college finals, even though I knew his semester had already ended. After that, he just stopped calling me and never picked up any of my phone calls. About 6 months after that, I was finally getting over him and he calls and begs to come and see me saying that he missed me so much and wanted to apologize. Of course, I let him come see me and believed that he was sorry when he sat there crying and telling me that he wanted to be with me. After that night, I didn't hear from him or see him for another 6 months. I asked him where he had been and he told me how busy he had been because he was starting a career in finance and living with his fraternity brothers. Of course, he professed his love for me and told me that when the time was right we would marry and that he could not even date anyone because his heart belonged to me. I saw him sporadically over the course of 7 years and took all of his late night phone calls telling me how much he loved and missed me. Each time I would see him it was like the first time we were together and it made me believe him. It was like he had some magical spell on me that made me oblivious to the fact that he popped in an out of my life, breaking my heart each time, keeping my hopes up each time. Finally, after 8 years, he called and said that he had met someone. I already had a boyfriend but I never told him because I really thought that we would wind up together and didn't want to "ruin out chances". So, he spent a year with her and throughout the year he was with her, he would still call me and tell me that it could have and should have been me. Finally, they broke up and he called me and said that he wanted to marry me and he was ready to make a commitment to us. I believed him and when he asked me to move in, I did. At the time, I worked in my home town and we lived about 45 minutes away from each other. He would come and get me every day and drop me off every morning. He even bought me a car. We were blissful for about 6 months, and I began to believe that fairy tales came true. Even when I discovered that the 7 years we had spent apart, he had lied to me about his occupation and where he was living. I thought that maybe he felt he had to lie to me to impress me instead of going on my gut instinct which knew that anyone w Then, I started getting phone calls from his ex girlfriend who told me that she was still sleeping with him. I immediately called him and asked him about it. He told me to change my phone number and not listen to a word of it. Well, I did some research and knew that it was true. I called him and said that after work I would have my friend take me to "our apartment" so that I could get my things. He told me that I was crazy and that I wasn't getting any of my things back and that if I came to his house he would have me arrested. I went there that night and he had changed the locks, and wasn't home. I left, and never got any of my things back. I tried to call him so I could get back my stuff but he changed his phone number. I was really depressed and angry for a long time. About a month later, I had heard that he got back together with his ex and that they were living together. One year passed and I was finally done being sad. He called me one night and begged me to hear him out. I screamed and cried, all the things I didn't get to do because he didn't allow me that closure. He listened to me flip out and told me that he was so sorry and that he knows that he made the "biggest mistake of his life. Now, I know that anyone reading this would probably tell him where to go and not listen to another word, another lie out of his mouth. I did though. I even went to dinner with him where he charmed his way back in and swore on his life that this time would be different. This time, we would get married and he promised that he would give me all that I deserve and he knew our love was meant to be so we had to be together. I know, I know, nobody in their right mind would have taken him back, but I did. When he asked me to move in with him I said we should wait. I wasn't that naïve. Or was I? The signs were there, I knew in the back of my mind that it would happen again, maybe I was anticipating it. Three months into it, he started calling less, and not showing up when he was supposed to. I knew he was seeing her again, but I had to see it for myself. So when he called me and suggested that we should take a break I agreed with him about and told him that I understood and still loved him. He told me he still loved me and wanted me in his life, that there was nobody else for him, and he was just "confused" about his life and needed some time. I said, take all of the time that you need and we hung up the phone. That night, I called his cell phone, and he didn't answer. I called the house and he didn't answer. I told a good friend of mine what was going on and she insisted that we go there. We did, and when we passed the house I didn't do anything, I just drove by and when I didn't see his car in the driveway, I knew he was with her. The next day I called him at work and told him that I had an family emergency and tried calling him last night. He said that he was sorry he had fell asleep early. I said "so you never left the house the whole night, and you didn't even hear the phone ring?" He said " No, I passed out on my couch at 8 and was dead to the world". I said, well, you are now dead to me. I hung up on him, changed my phone number, and never talked to him again. Slime-O-Meter  5.00 out of 5 slimes Add your vote! How many slimes does this ex rate? 1 is lowest, 5 is highest. Submit your own story Most Recent Tales Disclaimer: All tales are submitted by anonymous users and can be assumed to be complete fabrications from these users. RomanceClass.com removes all identifying information and is not responsible for the stories that are shared here. 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