weeeelllll I wouldn't say I'm not responsible for it. Basically we were dating early in highschool. I moved out of state so we didn't naturally break up. I talked to her infrequently for the first year or two away. Really got back in touch after went back to visit family and spent some time with her. she was having problems with her parents so she might have been a little vulnerable, but we started kissing, etc. Couldn't go too far because her parents were around. Basically it was better between us than if I had never left, and then I had to leave of course. Fast forward, we're in college and has this boyfriend. I've at this point gotten a little tired of the fact that she only really contacts me when shes got some bullshit going on. They break up, and she calls me, starts talking about coming to see me at my new home etc. She's single when these plans are made. We talk a lot more now that we have this set up, now shes always telling me how much she misses me and cant wait to see me, etc. She didn't go out of her way to tell me she got a new boyfriend when she got one, but mentioned it in passing. I'm figuring it's not a big deal because she doesnt come see me for a few months. Well they stay together. When she arrives, I think im in for the most platonic week of my life and I'm cool with that. And we had a friendly relationship to fall back on. The problem was we hung out for two days, went out that night and ended up chilling in my room talking. She starts physically flirting with me. She would touch me when I made her laugh and put her hand against my stomach. She wasn't being particularly sexual about it but we were completely sober so you can imagine. She kinda held onto my hand for too long so I kissed her. I half expected her not to mind but to go to bed and tell me the next day that it can't happen. Truthfully she did seem a little surprised by it, but she was on top of me and I was taking her shirt off almost immediately. The following couple days and nights was the best and worst experience of my life. She was great, and by the time she left she was telling me she loves me and planning to see me again, but that didn't last long and watching her send him texts while in bed with me made me want to throw up. I'm in love with her but I hate her and will never be able to trust her. But I turned her into that, you know. As far as I'm aware at least. Maybe shes cheated on other guys. We haven't been together since. We're pretty much just friends at this point but thats what we always are when we are away from each other. It's a weird fucking relationship. But let me make one thing clear, no man would not have escalated given how she was acting with me, even without the history.