I started dating my boyfriend last year. I knew he had an ex-girlfriend who would not leave him alone. She was obsessed with him and called or texted him all day long. I would scan his phone and notice that he never answered her phone calls or replied to her text messages. In the beginning of February, my brother told me that he heard my boyfriend had a high school girlfriend. I’m in college. I didn’t think too much about it b/c his ex is in high school and I just thought she was trying to start something. I asked him about it and he told me that his ex is a complete liar.

By the following month, his phone started peeping all the time. Now he’s getting like 50 text messages a day from a different chick. I asked him about it and he said she’s a girl that went to high school with us. She’s just a good friend. I was naive and just believed him. But curiosity got the best of me one day and I started reading these text messages. It broke my heart to find out he was cheating on me with the ‘friend’ and his ex. I packed up anything I have at his house and took it back to my dorm room. I was so furious I can’t even bare to look at him.

Spring Break started that day. I thought I could use the break to think about how I was going to destroy him. I’m hanging out with my best friend and she’s talking about how she just started her period a day ago and was glad. I look at my calendar and notice I should have started mine a week ago. We look at each other and instantly know we’re going to Wal-Mart. We grab our purses and keys and walk out the door. Go to Wal-Mart, debate on which pregnancy test to buy. Head back to her apt, go straight to the bathroom. Three minutes later, the piss test claims I’m pregnant. She tell me I need to go see my doctor on Monday. Being Spring Break, my doctor had no appt for the week. So she was free to see me. Sure enough I was pregnant! Great. I just found out my boyfriend was cheating and now I’ve also found out I’m pregnant!! I’m more mad but I believe firmly that if you think you’re responsible enough to have sex, then you’re responsible enough for the consequences.

I personally don’t want to tell my boyfriend. I was ready to move on and leave his sorry butt. My best friend insist that it’s his right to know and that if after we talk, I still want to leave him, that’s my right. She dragged me to go visit my boyfriend. When I told him I’m pregnant, I leave out the fact that I know he’s cheating. He looks stunned! I told him I would give him some time to think about what he wants to do. I return the next day, we’re sitting on the couch in his parent living room. He told me he want to take care of me and the baby. The look in his eyes, he was excited, happy and being honest. So I thought he would be faithful now that I was pregnant and he wanted to start a family with me. Boy was I ever wrong. Not only did he NOT stop seeing those two but he started talking to a chick he worked with. The worst part about all of this is that all three of these chicks know me. They know I’m pregnant, and they know I’m his girlfriend but they don’t care and still go on to help him cheat. After it’s confirmed that he’s cheating on me with the third girl, I avoided him. I’m four months pregnant at this point. Of course, I go see my doctor to get tested to make sure I don’t have any STD’s. He comes looking for me two days later. Asked me what was wrong. I yell at him and tell him I know about all three of his girls. By the end of our 2 hour long conversation, he has convinced me that he will stop b/c he loves me and want to have a family with me. Boy I’m a sucker!

Then the semester finished and his ex graduated high school. Well, his mom is in love with his ex. So much that she invites her to live with them since she currently lived with a foster parent that did not care for her. So for the summer, I lived with my boyfriend at his parent house with his ex. Talk about the worse possible 3 months of my life. His mother hated me, his ex pretended I didn’t exist, and his dad loves me. I hate being there and can’t wait to go back to college. One day, the ‘friend’ showed up to visit. I walk into the house and my boyfriend, his ex and the ‘friend’ are all in the living room talking. I tell him we’re going to a movie. We go to the kitchen and he tell me he just can’t leave when he was company. I tell him to send her home or just leave her hear with his mom. He tried to come up with some other excuses. I tell him that when I leave if he does not come with me, I will not be returning. I go change my clothes and get ready to leave 2 mins later. He comes with me. Funny part is that the ‘friend’ was furious that he left with me. She was wanting to spend time with him. She told him she never want to see or hear from him again. One down, two to go.

I go see the third girl at work. I told her I know she had sex with my boyfriend and that if she ever so much as looks at him again, I would tell her boyfriend that she had cheated. She looks worried and scared. But she’s stupid. She sent my boyfriend a text later that night, which he never received since I erased it. But the next day, I went to have a talk with her boyfriend. He dumped her and she moped around for a couple of weeks. She eventually quit b/c she couldn’t stand to look at her ex-boyfriend with the new cashier. Now the only one I can’t get rid of is his ex, b/c of his mom. His mom is hoping he will see the light and leave me. Things were a lot better after that bit of drama. Everything was fine for the next 2 months. Then his friends start calling me, telling me that his ex is pregnant and that he’s the dad.

I was shocked and couldn’t believe it. I talked to him about it. He confirmed it and told me he’s asked her to get an abortion b/c it was a mistake. Apparently, that weekend back in May when I was avoiding him b/c I found out about the third girl, the ex went into his room, knowing I would show up. She was on birth control so he didn’t use a condom. I was so upset I didn’t talk to him for weeks. He would call and text but I just ignored him. One night, he sent me a text, telling how sorry he was that he ruined my life, that he was just a moron who got me pregnant and now had nothing to live for. I asked him if his daughter’s life was worth him living for. He said it was probably the only thing worth living for. I left him and he did need me. He could have easily just gone back to his ex, he even had her there in the same house. But he didn’t want her, he wanted me. If he wanted me so much, why put me through so much torture.

I agreed to go to Stillwater with him, that way we could talk. It’s an hour drive. We talk all the way there. He told me he wanted me to live with him. He has his own house in Stillwater. He promised he will take care of me and our baby. I asked what he planned to do about ex and her baby. He said he would be there for his kid but had no intention on ever going back to her. Once we’re on campus, we go our separate ways to enroll for the new semester. Somehow, I ended up with his phone. I notice b/c it vibrates in my pocket. I pull it out, it’s a text from the ex. I go through all his text messages. All from her wanting him back. Telling him that they can have a family together. She’s basically begging for him to return to her. She tells him that he’s the love of her life and that she would put up with this from anyone else. In his replies, he turns her down over and over again.

She’s still trying to get some or any attention from him. Couple weeks ago, she told him she’s considering putting the baby up for adoption. She only does this to mess with him. Well, he does not reply or even talk to her for two weeks. She sent him another message stating she’s going to keep the baby, she’ll figure out how to handle it. She makes it seem like she’s on her own when she’s not! She had a free ticket to stay with his mom for a very long time. She doesn’t have to worry about paying bills or work or school or the baby. She’ll have his mom to help her the entire time. She has his mom’s support mentally, physically, and emotionally. But all of that is not good enough for her, she wants him. Today she sent him a message telling him, she wishes he would be more involved but that she will figure out how to manage without him. She just wants to stress him out. I hate her for that. I could hate her for so much more but I only hate it that she tries to stress him out. He has enough on his plate right now.

So, maybe I should write a book with all the juicy details about my life while pregnant?