Fate

They were in the same class, he had proposed and she had accepted. Their relationship went on strong, for three years. Sure they used to fight, but then again what's a relationship without fights. They were both madly in love with one another, that was the reason, no matter how horrible the fight was, they would forgive one another and move on. 

It's not that he didn't trust her, he sure did. Yet, he was apprehensive when they finally graduated and it was time to move on to post-grad. Both of them had secured admission in two different universities, at either end of the country.

He was afraid, not that she would cheat on him, but rather she may decide to move on. For he always thought she wasn't happy with the relationship. He might have been partially right. She had come from a rather violent household and always preferred a peaceful relationship. But then again her dear boyfriend always picked a fight with her and there never was any traces of peace. He would often hurt her, but her love towards him was too great. She would always forgive. Even though the relationship wasn't perfect, she held on strong.

All's well when we're together, but now that we're putting distance between us that strong bond may diminish and she may want to move on, this was his concern. Too bad he never voiced it, for if he had, he would have gotten a very much needed reaffirmation that would not happen.

Two months into their long-distance relationship, everything remained good. They used talk on the phone every day and video call every week. Then, the pressure of post-grad hit them both really hard. Both of them became very busy there just weren't enough time for one another. Calling had reduced to texting, which too was restricted to only those really important matters.

The thing is, he has a minor defect, he was arrogant. Of course, he never realized it on his own, so whenever he drove away potential friends due to his arrogance, he would blame it on those people instead, complaining that no one ever wanted to hang out with him. This became worse during post-grad, whenever those rare days of free time arrived, she used to hang out with her friends while he used to hole up in his dorm, triggering his insecurities. Combine that with the fact they don't talk much these days and you have one miserable guy being suspicious of his girlfriend.

Initially, he still trusted her, but then he started noticing that a new guy seems to be consistent in her facebook photos. What started out as jealousy, turned into outright suspicion. And then he started voicing it.

In the beginning, she really was very busy with her own work that she couldn't find time for him. And then there was this guy in her class who would always seem to hang out with her, even though she had mentioned she has a boyfriend. But she never saw any romantic intentions from him and they used to get along really well. Probably too well. Subconsciously, she had begun to compare the two men. When her boyfriend had begun to suspect her, she was hurt. Hurt, more than what she was used to. This time not only there was a distance which removed all possibilities of her rekindling her love towards him, but there was also this new guy who was in all terms better than him. As a result, She started hating him.

The end of term exams approached. By then, it had been a month since they stopped talking completely. During that month though, an astounding change had taken place in him. For one; the selfish, arrogant fool had decided to be a "better man". He had by then realized an important thing. He had realized, her true need for a peaceful relationship, he realized how he had been hurting her throughout their relationship. To be honest, he never cared for her, but it was only because he had never learned to care. He had never respected her, of course being an arrogant fool, he may not even know the meaning of respect. Yet he loved her, loved her more than anything else. During that month, he had realized how he does not deserve such a great woman. He realized that she has to be treated with respect, she has to be cared for, her dream for a peaceful relationship has to be fulfilled. After all this time, he had finally decided that keeping her happy is the most important thing in his life. His thought process was alright until that point, then he made a foolish decision. He decided to let her go.

Now Fate is a rather sadistic being. Fate loves to put people through miseries and laugh out loud watching their plight.

During that same moment he made such a foolish decision, the new guy proposed to her. By then she was unforgivably angry at him. Her hate towards him was at the summit and she was having the greatest time with the new guy whenever they hung out. Then he proposed.
 Is it fate? or a telepathic connection? I don't know.

By now, all you might be expecting that, I would say that she accepted it. Hell! Even I expected it. But she didn't accept. She rejected the new guy... Because,

TRUE LOVE NEVER DIES

In spite of all her anger, in spite of all the hurt. Even though the new guy is much better than him, she still loved him. Sure he is arrogant, selfish and is always fighting with her. But that was what she loved in him. The good and the bad side of him. She could never leave him for a trivial matter such as this. 

She couldn't wait for that arrogant fool to call her anymore. She would call him. Hell! She would even apologize to him even though it wasn't her fault. She just wanted to talk to him again. She just wanted everything to get back to normal again. She called him... No answer, she tried several more times, she texted him asking to call back, the entire day went by without an answer.

She tried to call him one more time before going to sleep. The call went through this time and her heart broke for the last time.

He had killed himself.

As I wipe the tears from my eyes, I can't help but wonder,

Who is at fault here?