The Blackmail Kept Getting Worse, And This Is How I Took Care Of It

Anonymous Anonymous in Your Story on 25 November, 2017

It all started in 2013. When I met a girl at NIT. We exchanged numbers and soon our texting turned our friendship into a relationship. I was surprised when disaster followed through. Before we began dating, I had told her that I wasn’t keen on a long-distance relationship. I was in my third year of engineering from a reputed college in Mumbai and was preparing for a career in management. She knew about this. But after a month and a half, she told me that she wanted to pursue engineering and had found a course in Bangalore. This would have been a four-year-long intensive course and I knew that it would definitely make things tough for the both of us.

I decided that the best thing for both of us would be to end things right away. However, she convinced me by telling me that she's staying here and take up BBM.
Mind you, she did this for herself. I asked her about this decision of hers more than a hundred times. To be honest, I wasn’t too keen on continuing the relationship but somehow, she managed to change my mind. Months later is when all the drama began.

She told me that she took this decision only for me and that’s the one thing I had told her never to do. To gamble her whole future on me. We began fighting incessantly. I soon found out that she was flirting with other boys too.

Her drama included a pregnancy, being thrown out of her parents' house and even being tortured by them. It was apparent, soon enough that she was only using me and so I decided to call it quits. I was done with her. But by now, she had changed her college and found out that was close to mine.

When I tried to end things with her again, she told her parents that I was the one who was torturing her and that I had made promises to her that now, I wasn’t intending to keep. When they confronted me about this, I realized that I had no proof. I tried to explain to all of them that I wasn’t interested in this girl, but to no avail. And that’s when I came up with a plan.

Four months later, I broke up with her again. She told me that she would once more do exactly the same thing that she had done previously. This time, I was smarter. I recorded all our conversations and even the most intimate details of her life that she had shared with me. I played all of this back to her parents and walked out of their house with my head held high.

During this time, I got close to a friend from college who was a big support to me. Now, after two and a half years of being together, we’ve decided to get married soon. The only thing I’m apprehensive about is that I haven’t told my fiancé about how I recorded this girl and her conversations. I’m not sure if this is something that she needs to know, or something I need to feel guilty about hiding. But one thing is for sure, I love this girl to my core and nothing is going to change this.


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