OK, let me start by telling you that I live in Philly. In June, I would go to the jersey shore every weekend when I met this girl from my neighborhood who was living there for the summer. She gave me her number and eventually one weekend in July when I was down the shore, I called her and we hung out. She was awesome and everything was great, I started going down to see her everyweekend. The only problem was that she was moving to South Beach, Miami in mid-August. She wasn't going for any real reason, just because she wanted a to party down there and the Philadelphia area was getting old. She stay at my house in Philly her last night here, cried all morning that she didn't want to leave me but eventually she had to go. I made plans to visit her for a week in Miami the following week when she was there and settled in. I get there and everything is amazing, we are parting for 10 days and she gets a job bartending at some hotel bar on collins ave. The vma's are there and we are really having a good time. We start talking about our relationship and she makes it a point for me to know that she wants to be my girlfriend. I wasn't too cool with the idea considering she lived in miami and me in philly but whatever, I went along with it and everything was great. I came home on a Tuesday and there was a hurricane hitting Miami on the following Friday so I bought her a plane ticket to come home for a couple of days until everything passes. She ends up staying with me for 10 days and we have a great relationship. Once again, Sunday comes around and its time for her to go back to Miami and she cries to me that she doesn't want to go. Before she leaves, to make her feel better, I buy myself a plane ticket to go back to Miami the following Thursday. So, the longest time without her was that period Sunday to the following Thursday, which is 12 days. I talked to her on the phone every single day and she tells me she got a new job as a door girl at some bar and that at night, she hangs out with people from the bar. I talk to her everynight until 5 in the morning and I trust that she loves me so I don't assume she is doing anything wrong. I tell her that when I come back that I will come see her and drink while she is working. INSTANTLY, she says "NO, you can't come here"....ME: "what the fuck do you mean I can't come there, its a bar, I want to drink...".......HER: "well, if my boss knows I'm friends with you I'll get in trouble".....ME: "you're a door girl, your whole job is to get people to come there..".....HER: "oh, well its a lot of private parties..you might not be able to come" I go back and she starts acting funny. As soon as I get out of the cab and into her apartment she kisses me and tells me "I forgot how much I loved you." Which totally freaked me out. What the fuck is that supposed to mean, I think to myself. Anyway, we go out that night and shes text messaging someone on her phone the whole time. I grab her phone, slam it shut and tell her that I come all the way down there to see her no to watch her talk on the phone. Now I'm not a controlling person so I really didn't make an effort to see who she was talking to because I trusted her. I was at the airport for 7 hours that day and it was a Thursday, nothing special. I wanted to go back to her apartment and go to sleep but she insisted that we go to these 2 dive bars filled with all locals. I could tell she was looking for someone and when I ask she tell me shes looking for her roommate, which was a bad excuse because her roommate told me she was going to sleep at a friends house that night, she wasn't going out. So we go back to her apartment and everything is good until saturday. Someone is text messaging her phone all day and she isn't telling me who it is. At about 9:00pm she gets a text message from someone named guy saying "You suck, call me when your boyfriend goes to sleep" So, I freak out and she tells me its just some guy she works with who is trying to hookup with her, and she told me, thats why she doesn't work there anymore. I tell her not to give out her number like a whore. We go out and she starts actling like she never did before, shes always loved me but that night she was acting like she didnt want me to be there at all. She say she is calling her roommate and she has to go outside because its too loud inside to hear her phone. I watch her through the window and she talks on the phone for about 10 minutes, comes back in, and tells me "she didn't answer". Me: "well, then who were you talking to" Her: "No one, no one answered" So we get in a cab to go somewhere else and she is on the phone the whole time. Shes talkling to some jerkoff named guy saying "Yea, we are going to space, come meet up with us" I lose it, screaming at her to get off the phone before I stuff it up her ass. She goes "i'm sorry, here i'll throw the phone out the window if you want to" Me: "no, just put it away" We get in the club and she picks her phone up to check for a text message. I grab the phone, turn it off and slam it in her purse. She gives me a look but forgets about it, shes drunk at this point. 5 minutes later, like I'm supposed to be stupid, she says she has to go to the bathroom and leaves her purse with me. As soon as leaves I grab her purse......no phone....she gets back, I feel her pocket....she took the phone to the bathroom. I flip out screaming at her "Fuck you, you think I'm fuckin stupid you fuckin cunt, I come all the way down here to see you and you're on the phone with some guy, I'll fuckin kill you...I'm gettin on the plane in the mornin and I never want to see you again you slut"....She starts crying like a caught 4 year old and hitting me trying to convince me that I have no reason to act that way. We get outside I say "fine, give me your fuckin phone, I'm checkin your text messages" Being caught, she smashes her phone on the ground. I lose it, I get in a cab and go back to her apartment. She gets home and tells me that she was working at the bar and this guy was trying to hook up with her and that she had a good time with him and his friend so she just wanted to be friends because she didn't have any yet in south beach and that he tried to hook up with her but she told him she had a boyfriend and that he respected that. I didnt believe a word of it. When her and the roommate go to work I ransack the house and find her social security card and get the last 4 digits of her social. I go to an internet cafe and go on sprint pcs.com and change her voice mail password. I leave a couple days later and she gets a plane ticket to come home telling me that she hates south beach and she wants to move back home for me. On the day she leaves south beach, she was supposed to take the bus to the airport because she doesn't have a car there but she calls to tell me she got a ride. I instantly get upset and she tells me that her roomate is borrowing her friends car to drive her. She comes home and we are hanging out for a couple of days. Shes laying next to me in bed when I decide out of no where to check her messages. It was like a sixth sense. I get the first message from "Guy" its from a couple nights back saying at 4 am "hey, whatsup, I hope you didn't fall asleep, I'm not sure where you apartment is exactly so call me back, or you can come to my house if you want because you still have my keys".......next message let 10 minutes before I check her messages "Hey, its me, guy, in miami, I hope your comming back and I can't wait to see you. Call me when you get this" I flip out and grab her by the neck, I show her the text message and she breaks into tears to confess everything. I tell her to call the guy right now on speaker phone and tell him to never call her again and that he is going to get fucked up if I get back to south beach. When she calls she sounds like a little kid who is forced to tell a friend that she isn't alout to play. She says everything and then pauses for a minute a says "no its nothing like that" and she never puts him on speaker. I flip out and say "What? Its nothing like what?" and she hands me the phone and goes "you talk to him" I pick up the phone and its dead, he heard me and hung up. I ask her what he said and why she said "no its nothing like that" but she insists that she can't remember. It just happened a minute ago and she can't remember? Bullshit I tell her we're through and I take her back to her mom's house. She calls me leaving messages and shit crying for days and days telling me that she loves me and wants to be with me and thats she so sorry so regrets it the most in her life and that she moved home for me. I tell her that things can never be the same but she insist on hanging around. She stays at her mom's house and I decide to meet up with her on a Friday night to talk. As soon as she gets in the car I hand her my phone and I tell her to call the guy and say "hey, its me, listen, I think i left my social security card in you car on the way to the airport, did you find it?" and thats it. If he says what are you talking about then he didn't drive her, if he takes the question seriously then he did. She insist that she doesn't want to talk to him and she isn't going to call. I tell her to get out of my car and that I never want to see her again. I ask "Did he drive you to the airport?" She says yes. I bug out. I never hit a girl before in my life but I grab her by her hair and threw her the fuck out of my car. She is still home and I talk to her everyday and she begs me everyday to get back with her. She cries and cries and swear she loves me but I don't know what to do. It was the best relationship in my life until that point. I love her but Im not sure I can look past this. She moved home from south beach for me and I told her that it was rediculus to go out when she lived 1000 miles away. I saw her all the time and I was always back and forth, it was fun. Now shes home for me and I don't know what to do. What do you think?
