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After breaking it off with K, i wasn’t upset and sad because to me, he was only a friend. But after he moved on and out of my parent’s property, he also just ignored me throughout the school year. Not in a sense of “I hate you”, it was more like a “We’re strangers now, but I will be polite” type of way.
Which is fine by me. Our friendship never really blossomed to that point where I cared much about it.
I wanted to stay away from the people in the school for a bit… with the whole stalking and boyfriend pushing. Like… it wasn’t good for my health. So i tried my attention to video games, like Maple Story and Bomberman and other web games on Facebook and also on OMGPOP. Throughout using OMGPOP, I made a very close friend and we can call him V (lol that’s funny) and just became good friends and played games.
He was living in Rhode Island and we were the same age and we never really chatted too much after we started to play games more. We got to knew each other and in hopes to maybe meeting one day. It started with games, chat, skype, video chat then phone call.
But I will leave this story at that 😉
So as you can see, my new friends and time went all to online gaming.
I reconnected with friends who went to elementary school with me and i just chatting with people most of the time online. So I started talking to my friend T and she was telling me she would always walk by my house to hang with her friend H and another friend that lived near by.
I thought that was cool and thought nothing of it. So I noticed that every time i walk home from school, there is this really big asian guy walking on the opposite side of the street as me and he was look at me. And I thought that was weird. I went home and went online and my friend T told me, that H noticed I was really cute and that he wanted to get to know me.
To me that was weird, and i asked how did he see me? And she said by my computer room window (it was facing the main street) and that H was the guy walking along the street with me heading to a friend’s house. T told me that he was going to “stalk” me. I didn’t think that was funny. Considering all of my experiences, and so he just continued to always walk by my house and stare at my window.
I wasn’t exactly threatened or scared because he was a close friend of my friend. And one day, it was rainy and he’s been looking at my for over 2 weeks. I went outside to ask him, “why do you keep coming to my house to look at me? You’re going to get sick Go home”. And he said he would go home if I exchanged phone numbers with him and chat with him on Facebook.
No harm done, and i agreed. And from then on, he messaged me and texted me as normal. Like normal friends. He made me feel like, wow high school isn’t so bad as long as you are friends with people outside of school.
So he would come by with friends, pick me up and we would all hang out.
I had a blast. I started to hang out with him more after school. I decided to take a bus that takes me to the closest bus or train station where I can head over to his town (it was maybe 2 to 3 towns over) and I would meet up with him and we would chat. I met up with his friends, we all hung out, i met all his siblings (they were all so sweet.) and then one day he asked me to be his girlfriend. It was so long ago, but it came out naturally and I already felt like I was a part of his life.
He was the best thing that ever happened to me.
It wasn’t hard to adjust my life around meeting him after school and going home late at night. He would always take me home, the best and safest way he can and call me when I’m walking. I never felt so happy.
Did you guys remember when I mentioned my cherry was popped by S (the guy with the girlfriend that didn’t tell me). Well with H, I lost my virginity.
He made me feel safe and I was happy. I never knew it was possible to feel like life was so amazing and worth living. Not because of the love and affection I received but he made me become a better person. I learn more of myself every day and grew confidence everyday.
After dating him for a few months, I introduced him to my parents. Everyone loved him. My siblings did, he went to church so he was a big part of the community, he was a good boy, going to college, working, and being a great boyfriend to me and making fun conversations with my parents (which they love since he spoke amazing Vietnamese and English). To me, he was the one.
And he felt the same way.
Over time, many months passed, i ignored my high school life, grades were great, i was not gaining weight, i went to work, i volunteered, helped out my family and had time to be with my boyfriend. Life was perfect.
We did bicker and fight sometimes, like all couples do, but he always made sure he was sorry and that I made sure I was sorry too. We understood each other in a level where being together felt easy and smooth. Everything was almost perfect.
Then summer came…
It has been 1 year since we since dating and we were happy as ever. Not bored of each other and always wanting more of each other. But he had to leave to Vietnam to meet his biological father for the first time. I knew we wouldn’t be able to talk to meet each other for the next 3 months but I was okay with it. Because I trusted him.
In the middle of June, I got a call from H’s cellphone and it was his mom. His mom always liked me, but she had a resting bitch face. But always kind. I knew she had her doubts with him dating me because his family was in poverty and she knew what family I came from and our businesses.
In the phone call, she called me saying H is in Vietnam at the club with other girls. And he’s cheating on me. I asked her… what?? and she hung up.
I was so confused as to what happened. And he was unable to call me or message me throughout those 3 months and it made me feel insecure.
During that time, it’s summer and i went to the beach a lot and spent my time sitting on the bench and listening to music and crying. I also made a few friends and one of them that I was close to is named T (very important, new person, it’s a dude). I knew he had a crush on me and even asked for my number formally in front of our grade (the story wasn’t worth it’s own post) and so he texted me what I was doing.
Told him I was at the beach, sulking and sobbing and he came down there and just sat with me and chat. No sexual advances at all whatsoever. But I did feel better just talking to someone.
So H came home and he felt distant. He wouldnt talk to me and he wouldnt even look at me. I asked him if something happened when he was in Vietnam and any mistakes that was made can be discussed about. He just wouldn’t talk. And we were like this for a good last month before September hit.
I was sad and I told him, if he came talk to me about it, how can we be together. It’s affected our relationship and I want us to be together. And I wondered if it was because we were just too young and immature to talk about it. He agreed. And I just speechless.
All these secrets, made me sad and cry and hyperventilate. I just didn’t know how to calm myself down. So we came to the conclusion to break up. My first true love.
He told me to meet up with on at the bus stop, dress nice and it will be our last date of your relationship. And I agreed to do so. There was no fighting, there was not bickering or yelling. Nothing was fake.
I met up with him with a dress, i dolled up and he was in a nice clean up outfit. He looked so handsome. He took my hand and took me to a Thai restaurant and paid for it. I was surprised because throughout our relationship, we barely went out but i never asked for it. I was happy to be just with him. And after the restaurant, he took me down memory lane and even to all the places we short memories in. It was a sweet and wonderful day. It almost made me forget that after today, we will be strangers.
He walked me to the bus stop as it was approaching the last few minutes of our date…. of our relationship. He said good bye and we kissed. The bus was arrived and he took me by the hand there and let go. As soon as that happened, he looked at my eyes with tears and i couldnt help to cry as well. The bus drove off and he waved good bye. I sobbed and cried quietly as there are people on the bus. But I wasn’t sad. I was happy and grateful for the memories we made and had.
He gave me life and made me a better person. Even to this day, this story pains my heart and i guess even if we love each other so much and knew we should be together. But in this life, we were not destined to be together.