Do you believe in fate? I once asked him..."Maybe" he replied... About two and a half years ago, I was dating this guy who will be referred to as J. Him and I had a relationship based on deceit and loneliness. I was convinced he was cheating on me, so me being the sneaky girl that I am- I went to his VF and messaged this peculiar guy who he had on his favorites and lived in the same state as him. I had for some reason mistaken him as my boyfriend's best friend...so I messaged him via yahoo and started trying to dig information only to find out he didn't even know who J was. I was bored so I decided to talk to this guy. Night fell and we continued our conversation over the phone. This guy was amazing. He knew me and I knew him so well. One may say it was naive of me, but I fell in love with him that night. J and I were still dating but somehow we broke it off. Ryan and I began dating and It was cut short by his phone getting cut off. After that, he thought he'd never talk to me again, so he began dating another girl in real life. One day the best friend of that girl, sent me a message telling me her friend was dating him so who the hell was I. I told her I was his girlfriend, but that she could have him. Nevertheless, I was heart broken by this, but still, like an idiot I called him everyday- only to get the same annoying machine telling me that the phone had been disconnected. Then one day, I decided to never call again- so I grabbed my cell phone and deleted the number I had dialed everyday for the last 3 months. About 10 minutes later, my phone starts ringing- so I answer it. I hear a distant but familiar voice. He says to me �Hey.� I think I felt myself freeze or something...we spoke for a little bit...about awkward things- he had to go but he said he'd call later. So he did, and this time he apologized. All in all, he had cheated on me and thought I hated him...but I was so glad to hear from him...that I didn't care. We started talking again, but for some reason, he refused to date me...so I started dating J again. One day, I just decided that I was tired of Internet relationships, so I told J to come to Texas or I'd break up with him. Little did I know, he'd actually show up. I had told Ryan I was worried about J coming here, Ryan of course doubted that J would ever show up...so when he did, I spitefully put him on the phone and Ryan hung up on me. I laughed about it, in retaliation for the things he had done to me. Little did I know, J would cheat on me and dump me within 24hrs. Back then, I was emotionally unstable so I ended up doing stupid things that put me in the hospital. Ryan had finally gotten out of his pissy mood and called me, only to realize what I had done. He was angry and protective and that's when we started dating again. Everything was good, except for the occasional broken promises of a phone call and ignoring me...except these occasional flaws- became frequent within the following months. Then one day...out of nowhere...he broke up with me and never answered my phone calls. I broke that night. After that, he'd call me every so often at odd hours- telling me he was bored and I was his entertainment...I was happy with that. Then he stopped calling. Then one day, this guy who I will refer to as B, messaged me on VF. Out of desperation- I started dating him. I told him I still loved my ex and he accepted that...the day we began dating, Ryan called me out of nowhere...changed...telling me how he realizes he lost someone important. How he loved me. I thought this meant he wanted to get back together...so I broke it off with B, only to find out Ryan STILL didn't want to date me...something about him not being good enough for me. So I asked B for forgiveness and he took me back...Ryan suddenly told me he was ready to be with me...but I was tired of his bullshit, so I pretended to date him...and a week before his birthday, dumped him the way he did me. He screamed at me how I was JUST like every other superficial person he had ever met. Ryan, who finally had let his shell drop, and let me into his life...had just been betrayed by a sick and tired me. And that was the last I hear of him...till two years later...Last year in October...I began to think about him...I was still dating B...but him and I both knew I still had feelings for Ryan. I tried calling Ryan, only to find out he had moved. Desperate to find out where he was, I dug around for 24 hours without any rest. Somehow, miraculously I found something after asking around (Mind you, no one knew where he was...all I got was that he MAY have gone to California) I remembered him showing me a profile that belonged to a guy he knew in Cali, and I also remembered his parent's name...something he had only told me ONCE two years ago. So I yellow paged it, and found a phone number and an address. I called the number, and I got the pesky machine telling me the number was disconnected. I felt hope...what are the odds of someone having his parent's name, in the same city as that one guy, with a disconnected phone number. I decided to write him a letter...my last and only chance. Then...on my birthday...at around 11 at night...when I had gone to sleep because I had just gotten my lips pierced and took pills for sleep and pain- I got a phone call...and that familiar...but distant voice- said hi. We spoke and somehow...I felt myself melt again...It was a hard decision for me...because I had been dating B for 2 years, and Ryan had changed so much. He was now 18...not the 16 year old boy I once knew...Nevertheless, my heart was with Ryan- so I broke it off with B. It was painful...everybody hated me...including my family...but Ryan and I- we loved each other so much...so...one day...we knew we had to be near each other...He left without no one knowing, and within 2 days, he made a trip from Cali to Texas. I saw him for the first time...and I loved him more...My family was totally against it...so we ran off together. I was kicked out of my house and him and I lived in a hotel for 2 weeks. We worked as a waiter/waitress for the same restaurant. We got sick and had to walk in the rain...Now...months later. We're engaged and finally my family has accepted that we're never going to part. Do you believe in fate? I ask him. "We are Fate" He replies...