in high school I knew a girl who was a foster child of my bus driver. She was also friends with another foster child who was the wife of my best friend.
This girl had a thing for big guys and that might have been some daddy issues. The one guy she had dated got her pregnant, she gave the baby up for adoption to a teacher and her husband.
I always thought she was a tomboy, but I passed that off as being tough to fight off problems in the foster system.

While at my friends house this girl comes to spend the weekend. When he and i came back from hunting she and i were left alone in the living room. My friends wife pulled out the sofa to a bed and made it up with two pillows. We listened to music and talked, she told me she had a crush on me. I admit I got turned on by her when she was pregnant. It was not long before we were having sex. We were having sex when the sun came up the next morning. Finally stopping to sleep an hour before my friend and I left to go hunting.

She kissed me good bye as my friends wife kissed him.

I told my buddy to drop my off at home when we finished hunting that day. Leaving her alone at his house. His wife told me it hurt Mary's feelings that I did not come back. I told her that I did not want a relationship, it was probably a mistake to have sex with her and not tell her that before.

I saw her at school and we were like we were before. Said hi when we met and that was about it.

After graduation we all went our separate ways. Then I hear she has a "girl friend" and has problems. I see her walking the road and i pick her up. I wanted to say I am sorry for our past, she did not want to talk about it. She told me she had a girl she wanted to get back. I dropped her off there. that was the last time I saw her. A year later a friend of mine told me that she had rented a hotel room at the beach and committed suicide.

was it my fault? did i help push her there?