Edit: red pulling, damn auto correct

Right off the bat I will say, I'm one hell of a detective. I'm just a bit slow at it. On with the story. In a week it will be 4 years since I left and we dated for 2 years.

Met this girl in HS. But only asked her out after my first semester of college. She was a year younger than me. We kept in touch, we were both relatively awkward and shy and I was definitely raised better that all the guys she's met before. I was raised in a family that puts loyalty, honesty, and respect above all.

After going out I fell pretty hard, late bloomer. First relationship. Luckily I stayed a virgin. Still am at 24+ years old. We were a "cute couple" you could say. Madly in love. We had our fair share of fights, and we both did some stupid things but it was alright I guess. Definitely could have been worse. A year and a half in she's entering her third semester of college. She went to a university and I went to community college. She was definitely better at school. She was a sorority girl. Ended up getting sexually assaulted by one of the frat guys. Of course I stayed. Everything went kinda down hill. She didn't do therapy or anything and I started flunking classes to "support her".

About 5 months later there is a Halloween frat party. Here's her story: Her friends drag her there, I tell her it's okay maybe she needs to get out of her dorm and socialize. Gets hammered doesn't text me for 2 days and I'm worried to hell.

Everyday she responds and says she was drunk and stuff and needed to rest. She DOES NOT DRINK. She also DOES NOT PARTY. EVER. She's like a social activist against drinking for fucks sake. So I figured she got sick.

Her communication style changes. She no longer texts as much. There's suddenly a mention about this friendly guy in class she's become friends with. My brain: something happened at the party. I bring it up and push the issue. Her story: Look my friends dragged me there and made me drink and I made out with this one guy, I don't remember half of it."

This almost breaks me, but her excuse is plausible. I "let it slide after taking a week break from the relationship".

Durring the week off. My brain: she doesn't drink, she doesn't party, her friends didn't post anything on social media about the party. Something doesn't add up. The guy she mentioned one time came to my mind. She cheated, or something of the sort.

I bring it up the day I get back. She explodes in anger. She is "leaving me" bullshit comes up. I tell her, no, I'm the one leaving you. Don't come back after all the support and everything o gave up for you after your "trauma" which I now doubt even happened.

A month later the dude dumps her and she comes crawling back apologizing and shit. I never spoke to her again. Thanked her for her lesson and blocked her. Never to find anything about her again. Maybe she killed her self? IDK. Seriously don't know what happened after.

I'm not proud of my self for what I did. Should have never asked her out or anything. Restarted my life after flunking college and I'm doing fantastic, still plenty of time for me to recover lost time. But man am I one hell of a detective. With how relatively rarely we were seeing each other and talking I managed to pick up that slight change in pattern and narrow it down.

Just damn. Get raped and then go cheat on your boyfriend to "help cope" with it...ha.