I was 17. Me and B had been going out for about a year. I was in school, and he had gotten in some trouble and ended up on house arrest. We didn’t see each other much. In the beginning, everything was okay, we would go out when it was approved, or stay home and watch movies. A few weeks before my Jr. Prom, he gets off house arrest and we decide to go. A friend of mine had rented a limo and offered us a ride. We get all dressed up and go, and stay there about an hour. He says he’s sick, so we leave. We have to walk because the limo driver won’t take us home, and it will cost extra. So we walk down the street, me in my big poofy dress, him in a tux. About halfway home, he says he planned on breaking up with me at prom, and that he cheated on me with another girl, and gotten her pregnant… He was going home to see HER… we haven’t spoken since. Last I heard, he got put back in jail, she got both their kids taken away by being a druggie. She is now filing for divorce from him because she’s pregnant with some other guys kid… I hope he gets to be really good friends with Big Bubba.