My ex girlfriend's, new mans, ex girlfriend is my new girlfriend

I recently broke up with my girlfriend of 8 years due to my mental health. I was depressed, anxious, I hated my job and I felt lost. I thought she was the cause of my problems after a pretty nasty fight we had on new years. I found out later she didn't do anything wrong. I realised I needed space to figure out a solution to my issues, so I ended the relationship. She was completely blindsided as I didn't give her any warning. My ex girlfriend hated me for the past few months, I could feel her anger and resentment from a mile away. I, on the other hand, was feeling great, for the first time in my life I was doing things for myself instead of her. I went to the gym, I started a new job, I changed my whole wardrobe and I was finally happy. <br><br>After a few months, my ex told me she met someone else, I wasn't mad because I already assumed she found someone new. She started telling me about him, how he was handsome, fit, how they had sex on the first date, how he, bla bla bla. I wasn't fazed, she was my ex. But I was interested in knowing more about him. So I asked her more questions about him, she seemed excited, almost gloating about it. I told her to send me a picture of him, so she sent me a picture of him and her. I thought he was a bit lacking, especially compared to me. She eventually told me about him saying how he used to hit his ex, that he went to jail, that he has anger issues and stuff like that. My ex was excited, saying how he was a total alpha male and she's never been with a man like him before. I told her to be careful, that she shouldn't get too attached because he's done some nasty shit in the past. She told me to fuck off, that I was jealous, that I was the beta male because I didn't hit her or cheated on her. I realised I shouldn't tell my ex anything anymore, as we weren't close anymore. <br><br>After a 'healthy' few months of me doing my own thing, I started going back to the clubs and bars I used to go. I met a girl at the bar, she was short, fit and hot. She had no problem with talking to me, she was actually really talkative. I was surprised, I didn't think I had game. But I still asked her to dance, she said yes and we had a good time. She listened to the music I listened to and, we just had a really good connection. I asked her for her number and she said yes. So we talked for a while and, it was nice. I asked her to come home with me, she said yes and we had sex. But the sex was just fucking, there was no passion, no love, she was just a hook up. I didn't care. The next morning we had brunch, I, once again, asked her for sex and she said yes. I drove her home and, on the way we talked about our past relationships. She told me she was in a relationship for two years and, her ex was abusive to her. I told her it must have sucked to be in that relationship and she said yes. She unloaded a lot of emotional baggage on to me, about how he used to hit her, grabbed her by the hair and shit. I was listening to her on autopilot, I didn't really care. But we still had sex three more times, until she asked me if we could stop. I thought it was normal as I was fucking her a lot. I asked her to go on a date with me and she said yes. I was starting to care for her, I don't know why. But I did. I arrived at the restaurant earlier than her, so I got a table. When she walked in, I saw her ex boyfriend walking in with my ex girlfriend. My ex, as she usually does, grabbed his dick and whispered something in his ear. I thought nothing of it, I was more focused on the girl I was with. She was hot. And, for some reason, I felt like I loved her. For the first time in my life, I loved someone. <br><br>But then I remembered something. My ex was telling me about her boyfriend and how he was abusive to his ex. Now, it made sense. I, the ex boyfriend who didn't fight, didn't drink or do drugs, was dating his ex girlfriend and she was dating my ex girlfriend. I felt nothing for my ex, she was my past. But the fact that her boyfriend used to hit his ex girlfriend, now my girlfriend, made me mad. I told my girlfriend the truth and she started to cry. I didn't care. I got up and, I walked up to their table and, I punched him in the face. He fell to the ground, my ex was screaming at me and, I walked out the restaurant with my girlfriend in my arms. I took her home, we had sex and, she told me she loved me. I told her I loved her too. <br><br>She was my first love, my first kiss, my first fuck. I was hers too, she just didn't know it. <br><br>We've been together for almost two years now. My ex girlfriend and her boyfriend are still together. But, they don't talk about me anymore. Which is good.