When we started dating I could tell that it was going to end badly, however I promised myself I would give it a try. After a few weeks of other girls sending hate mail and death threats about our relationship, I decided to confront him about it. And what did I get? An accusation that I was cheating on him.
After about two weeks of arguing back and forth, he decided to end things, only for me to find out that he was cheating on me the entire time.
And the worst part of it is? I still love him.