7 True Scary Obsessed Ex Lover Horror Stories

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not the greatest storyteller but I'll try my best to tell you what happened even after five years remembering this part of my life makes me sick to my stomach when we fall in love the last thing we think our partner is capable of is wanting us dead in the normal relationship we believe that to be the exact opposite of love as time goes on and the relationship grows stronger will become more and more comfortable with each other often to the point of revealing our biggest secrets however and there sometimes comes a moment at the end of that relationship when we regret revealing those secrets because love rarely ends happily in that situation a former partner may feel unveiling that secret is a way to take revenge over the one that spurned them although we all may fear that our former mates may use what they know against us I've only known one person who was willing to kill another human to ensure that never happened soon after completing college I ran into a girl I had once briefly work with for the sake of privacy will call her Mandy I've been a manager at the GameStop located in my hometown the place you've never heard of so I'll leave off the name since I was a manager having a relationship with another employee was frowned upon so despite our obvious attraction for each other we kept things professional however knowing that there was no such barrier to us now we soon started seeing each other and it quickly became physical looking back I think we were rushing things because we felt we had a lot to make up for and the amazing thing about relationships that are so passionate is they are exciting but unfortunately burn out quickly and all that passion can turn into hate this was the case with us and it was all from her side she was unable to accept that I would move for my new job and not stay in our little hick town with her we managed to go our separate ways and agreed not to see each other again my life went ahead and I moved to Dallas to take a new job my memory of my time with Mandy was fading away this was all changed when I received a phone call from a police detective from back home he said that he needed me to come into the station and speak to him he was quick to assure me that I was not being investigated but it was an important situation involving my relationship with Mandy I'll admit right now I was freaking out but also puzzled considering it had been several months since we had even spoken to each other when I arrived at the police station I was led into an empty room and asked to sit and wait for the detective this did little to help my feelings of dread after waiting for what seemed like hours the detective came into the room and sat across from me what he said to me next would change my life forever we received a tip from one of our confidential informants that your ex-girlfriend was looking to hire a hitman after a two-month long investigation we sent in one of our Undercovers to meet with her to discover her true intentions at the end of that meeting we felt we had enough evidence to take miss Lawrence into custody after several hours of interrogation she confirmed that you were indeed the target my jaw dropped and I asked the detective to repeat what he had just said there was no way Mandy would do something like this for a moment I thought it was all a cruel joke this kind of thing doesn't happen in real life just in movies once I saw the file and heard the recording of her admitting to it I had no other choice but to accept it the detective and I spent the next three or so hours discussing my history with Mandy from beginning to end and were still left with no motive she refused to give a reason and I was at a loss myself okay the aftermath of our breakup was rather rocky but nowhere near the point of having me terminated so to speak hiring a hitman is an extreme answer to any problem and I couldn't think of any that severe between us we had to wait almost a year for the trial to start but when it finally did we got the answer to our number one question it appeared that one night Mandy had let's slip to me a story pertaining to an ex-boyfriend that she was mortified I would repeat she had woken up with this guy and when she discovered he was engaged a few months later to a new girl she contacted the girl and told her all sorts of lies about him the lies scared the new girlfriend so much that she canceled the wedding and dumped him she had apparently agreed to not tell the guy the source of the stories or even exactly what was said she just bailed to make the story even more crazy Mandy was now going out with the same guy again from what she said in her testimony she was afraid that I would tell the guy that she was the person that destroyed his impending marriage and the funniest thing about this whole situation is that I didn't even remember that story until she repeated it in court I guess the relationship was that important to her so important that she would attempt to take the life of another she once claimed to also love well anyway mandy was found guilty and sentenced to 10 years hmm I imagine she'll probably be out in about seven some Mandy if you ever do read this and manage to get out of jail I have a great idea let's never meet again [Music] in my 20s and 30s I live in an apartment complex and upscale section of the large Dallas suburb I had moved there with my longtime girlfriend but within two years we went our separate ways despite the split I decided to stay in the apartment because it was a great neighborhood and I never liked moving if I didn't have to I was able to make friends on occasion with the tenants nearby but for most of my time living there I spent alone this wasn't really a problem as I worked long days during the week so I was usually too tired in the evenings to want to socialize the weekends were spent cleaning and completing the chores that had remained undone from days or weeks before however when I did find myself at loose ends on the occasional Saturday evening I would invariably find amusement at one of the coffee shops at bars that were densely scattered throughout the neighborhood my hangout of choice soon became a small English style pub conveniently located across the street from my block of apartments the quiet laid-back tone of the bar was what I liked most about it but soon I would also make friends with several of the employees generally the same group of people worked every Saturday night so we quickly got to know each other well Lisa a tall and curvy redhead caught my eye almost immediately she had been the first girl in God knows how long I had been truly interested in luckily I discovered she felt the same way about me and we started seeing each other on our corresponding days off we did our best to take things slowly considering we had both just ended our long-term relationships hers said the only ended just recently and her ex had been very jealous and possessive I liked her a lot so I was willing to give her as much space as she needed the following couple of weeks went by smoothly especially when it came to Lisa and I we continued to see each other on our nights off and would occasionally meet at the coffee shop next door to the Bardon chat on our breaks on Saturday nights I would hang out at the pub I would generally be met with friendly faces but there was one bartender that used to give me dirty looks and ignore me if I asked him for help one night soon after I started dating her I asked Lisa if she knew what the guys deal was with me and she told me something I wasn't expecting the rude bartender was her axe the possessive one she had just broken up with I naturally was a bit confused and asked her why she was still working on the same night's assem I didn't expect her to just quit her job because she had broken up with a fellow employee but surely she could have asked her boss to change her schedule so the two of them wouldn't have to work together bringing this up I I tried to show enough concern while not seeming too controlling since I knew that had been one of the problems in their relationship after all we were just casually dating we had agreed that we were still free to see other people if we wanted the last thing I wanted was to make her think I was just like him she assured me that they had agreed to not let it affect their working relationship and besides the bar owners frowned on employees dating each other she was afraid that if she had mentioned the situation to her boss he would punish her in some way or even fire her so she just kept it to herself despite my concerns I figured that she knew her ex better than I did and if she didn't foresee any problems I'd had to take her word for it besides if the most I got from the guy was the evil eye once in a while I probably didn't have much to worry about him either at least that's what I thought things between Lisa and I continued to progress well so well in fact she started staying over Saturdays and the idea of her still working with her ex-boyfriend had slipped completely out of my mind I would meet her after work and walk with her back to my place this was our weekly routine until the winner started to really kick in by December and it become too cold to walk so I started picking her up in my car one late Saturday nights I met her at the back door of the bar like I did every week as she walked toward the car I could tell she was upset about something when she got to the car I asked her if she was okay she cut me off and coldly assured me she was only tired and asked if I could take her to the gas stations so she could get some coffee since I had no reason to think she was anything other than worn out from work I agreed now she came back to the car from the store the bright lights lit up her face I could tell she had been crying her face still held that deep red tone when she got back in the car she said she just wanted to go straight to bed the urge to ask her what the matter was consume me but her icy demeanor stopped me I hadn't seen her like this before so I didn't know how persistence I could be before it sparked an argument after all maybe she was just tired like she said and her nerves were frayed when we arrived at my place she continued to say nothing I didn't notice she stayed back near the passenger side of my car she hadn't followed me to my front door like usual noticing this I turned back to her to see if I could see what was holding her attention but as soon as I began walking back to the car she snapped out of her days and followed me to the door once we finally made it inside she went straight to my bed to lie down I was confused by her behavior she seemed severely exhausted but wired at the same time I glanced at her and notice she was looking through the blinds next to my bed outside the window the bright headlights from a car lit up her face and the bedroom she was in upon seeing the lights she rolled off the bed and onto the floor and started screaming no before one word could leave my mouth to loud bangs and the crashing of glass filled the bright little bedroom my instincts must have taken over because I found myself lying flat on the floor with my hands on my head the screeching of car tires quickly came and went and just as quickly the room went dark and silent as it had been moments before looking up from my hands I saw Lisa's motionless form curled into the fetal position at the foot of the bed I felt fear creep over me not because of the bedlam that had just occurred I was still unsure if it was real I was afraid Lisa was dead just as I started the lunge to her place on the floor she sprung out of her ball and began way her eyes darted around the room as did her hands reaching out as if though she had been blinded pity overwhelmed me the sight of her panic and fear tore at my heart grabbing out to her she took my hand and pulled me to her she continued her muffled wail as she rocked slowly in the dark cold room the police arrived sometime that morning not sure when although it was likely within a few minutes of the gunshots I did my best to tell the detectives wood had occurred but it was Lisa that had seen the attack firsthand it took a week or more before she was able to fill in the gaps apparently things had not been going as smoothly as she had led me to believe and the ex had been harassing her leaving violent messages on her phone threatening her and myself she had done her best to keep him at arm's length but everything had come to a head that night he had shown up at the bar around closing time ranting about how he was gonna blow us away and then end himself he had driven away before I had arrived so she hoped he had went home but it seems he followed my car back to my apartment and the rest of course you already know the Highway Patrol managed to catch up to him a few days later he never said what exactly he had intended to do with us but in the end I guess that doesn't really matter the damage was done regardless of course the relationship would have to be rock-solid to make it through such a harrowing situation like that and I guess ours wasn't Lisa contacted me just once more to tell me goodbye she was moving West to stay with some friends and we agreed it was probably best that I didn't know where she was moving to just in case I moved back to my hometown that spring and I hope to this day Lisa will find the peace she deserves I the sister about five years older than me she always had addiction issues at least as long as I can remember on top of that her choice of men had been just as bad if not worse she moved out at 17 and straight into an apartment with three other addicts one of them was a 30 something year old Tweaker with a long history of dating barely legal girls of course my sister fell head-over-heels for him and ended up moving in with him and his mother within a month of meeting him this relationship followed the usual pattern most of her others had in the past they'd score dope together he beat her up for taking more than her share and then beg her forgiveness she would move back in with our family but his begging and crying always drew her back to him over time the apologies came less and less until she believed it was her fault for his actions and gave herself over to him completely it didn't take long before the drugs take their toll and she was unable to hold down a job for more than a few days naturally he couldn't be expected to work because of some phantom ailment or condition he suffered from his only solution for their problem was to turn her onto the streets to sell her body for the substances they so badly craved it took a near-death beating from him to get her to see him for the garbage he was she ran home to my parents and they took her in with open arms thankfully the horror of almost losing her life brought her to the clarity she had lacked in the past her determination to get clean and change her life for the better was finally strong enough for her to pull it off my parents once again fun to the 90 days stint in a rehab program the fourth time in fact we were all pleased to see her taking it seriously and even after leaving the treatment facility she continued to attend NA meetings and keep clean she took a job as a secretary at a local doctors office and stayed there for several years until she left to raise her first child perhaps the biggest change in her life was finding God she had begun attending small Baptist Church in the area and was soon volunteering there and that other church run organizations on her days off since our family had never been the church-going type this choice it seemed the strangest to us but I was unhappy she had found a source of Solace and security after all she had suffered about six months after her release from rehab my sister met a handsome young man when she was volunteering at the church food kitchen he was also a volunteer there in addition to a leader of another local churches choir despite her attraction to him she had learned from her past bad decisions to take things slow even though she had found everything about him wonderful this courtship lasted two years and in that time needed as best as show her how much he was unlike the other men that had been in her past when the time came and he asked for her to marry him he made sure to get the father's approval of course my father and the rest of the family approved of the kind and respectful young man we couldn't be happier that she had finally found a loving partner the wedding was beautiful and couldn't have went more smoothly however when they came back from the honeymoon a week later what it occurred shocked us all the first night after they had reached the hotel they had an argument over her tipping the man who brought the food to their room he said she had made him look unmanly because she had not let him be the one who tipped the man she saw this is no big deal and in an attempt to cool the situation she apologized this only served to make him even more angry and the fight escalated to the point of him slapping her almost as soon as it happened he began apologizing profusely and blamed his outburst on jetlag thinking it the most wise choice of the time she accepted his apology but in her mind she knew that when they got back home the marriage was over it broke her heart that it had ended this way but she had made a pledge to herself all those years ago in that hospital bed that she would never let a man take advantage of her love again just as she promised the divorce was filed the following week as usual with men like him he spent all his waking moments on the phone for forgiveness and asking her to come home to him sometimes even breaking down in sobs my sister did her best to ignore his groveling and turn her life fall into a new and better path for the most part she managed to achieve this at least until we took the choice away from her one Monday morning about two months after the divorce was finalized my sister left for work like usual however around noon the office called her home to find out that there was a reason she wasn't coming to work we assured her boss that she had left for work at 7:30 like she did every day an unanswered call to her cellphone freaked us out and we alerted the police right away the only conclusion we could come up with was that her ex-husband had abducted her or something much worse we gave the cops all the information we could think of all was left was to just sit and wait the next two days moved at a snail's pace until we received a phone call from the police that my sister had been found and she was still alive they tracked them down to a ramshackle cabin a passing motorist saw her ex-husband's car and called in with the location the State Police managed to storm the cabin early in the morning catching him off guard we could see when we reached the hospital that he had beaten her pretty badly my intuition tells me he did much more but I would never dream of asking her to relive it we were all just overjoyed to have her back the trial didn't happen for another year and when it did my sister showed her strength by testifying against that monster the jury found him guilty and he was sentenced to 20 years believe it or not my sister managed to move ahead she was even able to find a lasting and loving marriage I've been blessed with two beautiful nieces and hope to be blessed with more her new husband is the finest man I've ever known and would give his life for my sister and his daughters she has finally found that stable life she had been searching for for so long there is however a cloud hanging over this idyllic family they were just notified that her ex-husband is being released on parole after serving only 12 years of a sentence he is Conn the parole board into believing he was a new man for the sake of my family and my sisters I hope he really has [Music] I'm what people like to call old school which means I like to do things the old way and I want coffee I make it in a coffee maker in my kitchen if I need a new piece of clothing I go to a men's store and buy it and when I want to read a new book I go to a library and borrow it if that's not an option I visit my local book store and buy it of course I know it would likely be cheaper to order from Amazon but I prefer to spend my money locally with people from my community on a recent visit to my favorite book store I was unable to find the title I was interested in I was pleasantly surprised to be helped by a hot little item we'll call Rhonda she notified me that the book was only available by special order I gave her my information so the book could be shipped to the store and I could pick it up when it arrived we flirted back and forth until before I knew it we decided to go on a date together we said it for that Saturday and I went on my way Saturday arrived and I decided to take her to dinner at one of those big chain family style restaurants she struck me as a meat-and-potatoes kind of girl and I knew this place made both well she was pleased with the place says I had hoped despite being a petite and thin girl she managed to put away her massive entree easily I was pleased to see she felt comfortable enough around me to be herself after dinner and we enjoyed our desserts and coffee and chatted about her lives when the subject of her last boyfriend came up she told me the basics of how they met and how the relationship ultimately ended from what she said they didn't have much in common and had only spent a few weeks together that was until the fool decided to break up with her through a text even though we agreed that this was a low thing to do she easily laughed it off and told me how she had poisoned his dog for revenge I froze in place as she contained a chuckle or way through her horrid tale the look on her face as she told it proved that the idea that this was a psycho reaction never entered her warped mind I quietly choke down the rest of my desert trying not to betray the outright fear coursing through me I had met some crazy girls in my time but she was the definition of overreaction I after days normally as I could on the drive to her house and as she left my car oblivious to the fact that we'd surely never see one another again I counted myself lucky I would hate to see how she would react if I dumped her after a short relationship at least I didn't have a dog I happily went back to my normal life and tried to put Rhonda out of my mind there wasn't a peep from her until that next Saturday came around she called three times and left as many messages through the course of the day but I did my best to ignore her fortunately the rest of the weekend was quiet things remain that way until Monday when she began blitzing my phone with confused messages each one was more and more frantic the last was left Friday evening with just the desperate statement I thought we had made a connection you broken my heart I know I may sound heartless but I'd had my share of crazy relationships and some turning violent the last thing I wanted was to get into another I was pleasantly surprised not to hear from her again after that last message things went back to normal and I had reassured myself that regardless of how crazy she could become she'd never be able to come to my house and stab me to death in my sleep or something insane like that as if she could hear my thoughts attacks popped up in my phone a couple of weeks later it was from Rhonda and it simply said you forgot something my heart sank that's when I remembered the book the book I had ordered from her and had given her my address to do it that's why I'm writing this crazy story I need help from all of you out there reading this what should I do I don't care about some stupid book there is something much more serious going on here please help me [Music] I'm purposely going to leave out names and certain details of the story my main reason is to respect my aunts privacy and none of the other families involved I wouldn't have told it all but I feel a certain responsibility to remind people that the police are not always right my mother's sister had been in and out of our life throughout my childhood once she had been able to conquer her addiction problems she became a much more important part of our family however before she could get herself together she was the victim of a hideous crime one late night she was helping a friend find the motel room when they were kidnapped and left for dead thankfully my aunt was able to crawl to a main road for help but despite this her friend didn't survive she managed to identify one of the men involved and the police caught up with him quickly but since she was unable to give them many details on the other killer the police doubted his existence considering the extent of her injuries they assumed she had just imagined him although it was obvious that it would have been much harder for one man to abduct two young women they wrote off her claims is just another irrational female she did her best to return to the drug free path she had set herself upon before the whole thing happened her days were filled with work and her free time was spent doing her best to prevent the police from closing the case despite the fact the cops continued to believe that her attacker acted alone she was continually providing them with similar crimes where the witnesses identified two young men regardless of the evidence her claims fell on deaf ears as the months dragged on she became more convinced that the second killer would never be found after Thanksgiving the family focused more on the coming Christmas holiday and all the goodies that come with it whether we wanted to or not my aunt and I were nominated by my dad to pick up a present for my mom he would be working out of town until the last week of the month so he gave us the job I don't have to tell you how chaotic the Christmas shopping season is but we managed to achieve our goal a few days early to celebrate our triumph we decided to stop off and get some fancy coffee the traffic was light so we saw no reason the car behind us should be riding our bumper he soon started flashing his lights and when we came to an empty stretch of road he pulled to the lane next to us and began ramming the side of the car it was obvious at this point he was trying to run us off the road I freaked out of course being only 19 at this point I had never been in this situation like this and how I didn't crash right away is beyond me the second time he rammed his car into mine my aunt started yelling out that's him that's the guy that killed and she mentioned her friend she immediately dialed 911 told them what was happening it took a couple of minutes before the Highway Patrol came into sight behind us when we were about fifty yards from the roadblock the man ramming us slowed down and tried to turn around but another cop car behind us blocked him in realizing he had nowhere to go he gave up that Christmas was the best our family had ever had the second killer eventually took a plea deal so he could avoid the death penalty it wasn't until much later that the detectives told him he could have got away with this crime and he not try to come after us my aunt has yet to get an apology from the police department but she's happy in the knowledge she was right when everyone else doubted her [Music] despite my many misgivings I'm writing the story down because my counselors agree that doing so could be a positive step in my therapy since I've been here for almost a year I assume that some of those involved and getting me better think it's time for me to move on with my life I'm not so sure but here we go I was shy and bookish in high school because of that I guess I failed to attract the attention of boys I didn't really mind most of the boys I knew in school were jocks or immature gamer types besides the last thing I had in my mind was dating my focus was on school and I was determined to get into the best college I could then maybe I would be able to cut out a small bit of time to meet someone at least that was my plan I've been reading my greatest love is music all the best moments in my life are connected to a song my best friend and I would go to every concert that we could one year I counted and figured out we had been to 10 shows so yeah when I say greatest love I mean it in May of 2016 the Cure was playing the ball so we went and that night ii met adam he looked like your average goth emo type guy somehow we had made eye contact in that mass of thousands of people and I guess this gave him the okay to come talk to me normally I would have blown a mob since I'm not interested in guys that look like they're trying to be cool look I may be shy but I have no problem telling people what I think of them before I could do the same to him Adam flashed a smile so beautiful that melted my heart once he had gotten my attention I began listening to what he was saying and to my surprise he was the smartest person I'd ever met usually I'm the smartest person in the room wherever I go but everything that came out of his mouth floored me and that's all it took I was in love we spent the rest of the show talking about everything under the Sun I'm not even sure what songs the Cure played for the first time in my life music took a backseat to a boy when I spoke he actually listened and when he did he made the most mundane sexy when the concert ended we exchanged numbers and made plans to get together as soon as possible since he lived in the next city over and had his own car he promised to pick me up the next Saturday and take me somewhere I'd love that we drug by so slowly that I was unable to focus on anything else when Saturday finally arrived I started getting ready almost as soon as I woke up who was my first date and I wanted to be ready as soon as he called pretty sad I know but Adam was special when he finally called I told him to pick me up at the end of the block I didn't want to have to introduce Adam to my grandparents don't get me wrong they were great people but traditional Adam wouldn't have met up to their expectations regardless of how smart he was our date turned out to be and a local upscale Bistro coffee shop he was by far the nicest place I had ever been and I loved it we shared a set of appetizers and finished the meal with coffee and dessert most of the boys I knew couldn't even say biscotti let alone know what a bistro was so I was impressed and the real surprise was after dinner when he took me to the large park on the edge of the city we got there after 10:00 so we had the place to ourselves we sat in a bench next to the lake and told each other the story of our lives once we were huddled together Adam looked over to me and placed a clumsy but tender kiss on my lips it was the epitome of romantic I always thought that I was above such tribe but I discovered that when you fall in love things such as this lose their cheesiness we sat in silence for many minutes just talking in the beautiful scene then Adam began to speak in a quiet but concise voice that was the first time I've ever kissed a girl latonans his voice was so cute I wasn't able to stop myself from letting out a small laugh I told him I wasn't laughing at him I just found the honesty of his confession so sweet I couldn't help myself about the time I got the last word from my mouth I felt the sudden stinging sensation of a slap across my mouth and chin a warm throbbing feeling continued to grow just below my nose and the salty taste of blood filled my mouth I don't think no I can't do this right now it's still too painful everything that happened is my fault anyway here we are again it looks as if I've lost the battle against my masters I had hoped that if I managed to put off finishing this story the doctors would let it slide for at least the remainder of the year unfortunately I was warned that have continued to put off what they called the inevitable they would be forced to drug me and make me relive it in my personal sessions I'm not sure at this point which choice is worse but I know by choosing to tell it here I have some control on how the story is told so this is the option I've chosen once I'd realized I had been hit I was frozen even though I could taste the blood in my mouth the shock of being slapped by someone I loved was confusing I know I was mortified to look at him in the face the wait for another strike was agonizing but it never came at first I thought he had ran away but when I turned to look at him his face was a frozen mask of shock he looked as if though he'd been the one who had been slapped but once he realized I was facing him the mass changed to one of fear and regret I was at once overwhelmed by a blast of apologies and excuses despite all that was going on around me all I could do was tell him to take me home the apologies continued but once he surrendered to the fact that his words were hopeless he could only say OK on the walk and the long drive to my house neither of us spoke I don't know his thoughts but when it came to me I was still in a level of shock almost to the point of catatonic as I walked to my front door I could hear a string of muffled words coming from the car but I was in no state to hear them or even care what they were he slowly drove away and that was the beginning of the end I was unable to even comprehend what had happened for two days my phone had been assaulted by calls from Adams since at least Sunday morning I made no effort to listen to the messages he left and once my box was full the calls increased I'm unaware of what occurred at school that Monday and honestly don't know when I got home it wasn't until that night that I began slipping from my stupor the fact that the guy loved more than life itself had slapped me hit me far harder than he ever could the dam broke free and I cried myself to sleep that night I had no desire to go to school the next day so I didn't besides being psychologically destroyed the idea of explaining to my friends what had happened made me physically ill - I returned to school Thursday but refused to answer my friends questions until they decided to let it go and stop asking Adams calls continued but became less frequent as the week's dragged on until they all but stopped I had decided that if he did call again that I would answer the time had finally arrived for me to confront him about hitting me and explained in clear terms that our relationship was over regardless of how sad it made me I knew I would never be able to respect myself again it wasn't long before he did call and I answered just as I had planned his voice was filled with joy and a tinge of surprise before he could say much I interrupted him and let him know that any sort of relationship that we had had been ruined by his behavior and hung up the phone the rest of the week was quiet and my courage to tell him everything was over gave me a new hope that I may possibly survive this breakup unfortunately Adam wasn't going to let that happen he left me alone for a few days before he decided to take things to a new level I felt that if he called I was strong enough to deal with anything he had to say to me but I was wrong look I know I made a mistake but it's your fault I did it he shouldn't have laughed at me I've given you plenty of time to get over it so let it go so we can move on his voice was so cold and when I could best describe as commanding had sent a chill down my spine I was so shocked at his inability to accept the situation the best I could say was no I'm sorry we're done and I hung up the phone still somewhat confused his ability to push the blame onto me so easily had me honestly bewildered I couldn't fathom how someone so intelligent could be so sensitive actually caught myself asking if I was indeed at fault for his actions but blew that from my mind quickly things went back to radio silence for a few days until he called with his ultimatum to me look I'm sick of this either we get back together I'll be forced to do something terrible to you and everyone you love without you I have nothing to live for anyway I could tell he had been crying he tried to hide it but the wavering and his voice gave it away yeah sure was all I could say before I broke out and laughter and hung up that was an off Hal someone could know someone such a short time and be so obsessed with them that was the moment I realized I was over him and I could smile for the first time in a long time life luckily returned to what it was before and Adam faded away each year around my birthday my mother would come into town and take me out to dinner to celebrate my relationship with my mother is somewhat complex I have you heard just like a normal child view as a parent despite only seeing her at the holidays it was decided when I was much younger that I would live with my grandparents because of the nature of my mom's job she worked for an insurance company assessing damage claims made by policyholders therefore she was only around home a few days a month put this together with a deadbeat dad I hadn't seen since I was 2 and it only seemed natural I lived with my mom's parents my mom showed up the night before my actual birthday and slept over the next evening we went to our favorite restaurant in LA we spent her evening catching up and that meant I told her about my brief but whirlwind romance with Adam she was supportive of my decision to walk away and reminded me of my plans for my future none of which had room for a relationship our evening was great as usual and after dessert we made our way back to my grandparents house my mom's plan was to spend the night and give me my present in the morning I was perhaps the happiest and most excited I had been in a long time when we entered the house it was oddly silent it was a Sunday so my grandfather was usually parked in front of the TV watching football until 10:00 and my grandmother was either sitting with him or doing something in the kitchen but none of this was happening the lights were off in the living room which made my mom and I even more nervous so as we entered it I switched them on and that's when we saw it now from this point you'll have to rely on what others had told me because when I saw what had been done well it all stopped there apparently Adam tied both my grandparents hands up and shot them as if this wasn't horrible enough he scrawled who's laughing now in the living room wall in their blood my mother informed the police of my history with Adam and the threats he had made and was unable to answer any other questions they may have had after a three-day search the police got a call about a young man's body being found in a bench near the lake at the park it was Adam and he had shot himself in his warped mind it was probably a way to ruin a special moment for me or maybe he wanted to die at the last place he was happy I can't even begin to imagine what was going on in his shattered psyche that awful night I'm still not sure if I should be happy I was out that night or not that was it Adam was dead so there was no one to try for the crime so the police and everyone else involved moved on well that is everyone else but me my mom admitted me a few days after the murders it was obvious that I wasn't handling the whole situation well in I've been here ever since it's been almost a year since the death of my grandparents and Adam if there is one thing I have come to learn here is that these doctors these people in charge don't know anything running down all the wretched things that happened and what led them to happening has made me feel worse also it has just reinforced what I have always believed all the way back to the night at all unfolded all this everything that happened is and was my fault [Music] the following incidents occurred in the late 90s when I was living in the states attending uni I was about 19 at the time and like most girls of my age thought that nothing bad would ever happen to me to be fair I had managed to grow up without experiencing any real problems that I couldn't handle looking back I guess I had been sheltered from the world and thus it made me somewhat spoiled carrying this mindset with me to university did me no good and caused me to put myself in a situation that could have ruined my life forever like most of the other girls in my dorm I enjoyed having a good time studies had their place and some focused on them more than others but almost all of us living there liked to party now and then New Orleans is known all over the world for its party atmosphere and its many bars and clubs play a large part in that atmosphere it's a heaven on earth for young people looking for somewhere to have a good time and blow off steam a group of us girls had the goal of going to every barn club in town or as many as would be possible in the four years we would be there it was a little lofty goal in in a university town but in New Orleans it was more of a quest the weekend after the Christmas New Year's holiday had ended and the term was to begin a small group of us made plans to go out and party before school began at Monday when that Saturday came around I was the only one of the girls that wasn't ill not being one to let other sicknesses get in my way of having a good time I decided to go out anyway we had planned to check out a small neighborhood bar just off of Bourbon Street so that was where I started the night it had the usual comfortable atmosphere you get from a neighborhood bar I met a couple of the usual customers mostly folks who lived or worked in the area but the best part of the place had to be the cute bartender that poured me my first drink I was invited to sit at the table with a couple of the other students I knew and we began catching up on how our holidays had worked out they left the table a couple of minutes after I sat down because the couple they were supposed to meet there showed up and waved them over to join them at their table realizing I had yet to even take a drink of my pint I took a long slug leaving only the last quarter it didn't take long before I started feeling very dizzy my tolerance had certainly decreased over the holidays but I knew it would certainly take more than half a pint to put me under the table there had to be something wrong but in my state I was unable to even form lucid thoughts a pair of older men I didn't recognize join me at the table instead of asking if I was okay they claimed to be friends of my roommates when I stated that I felt ill they quickly volunteered to escort me back to my dorm before I could even react the other two men whisked me out of the door of the bar and down the street through my glassy eyes I attempted to focus on the sidewalk and where they were leading me despite being at the point of near unconsciousness I had the clarity to realize we were going in the opposite direction of my dorm that realization filled my body with fear and caused me to panic I began yelling in a slurred tone no no not this way men quickly attempted to quiet me down and assure me they knew the way the fear that I have may fall completely unconscious must have given me a shot of adrenaline there was no way I was gonna let these guys take me to god-knows-where and do what else are worse BL sounded more like screams this time a group of college-age men walked past us and I took my chance help me help me it was the best I could muster but it did its job the group approached us and began asking if I was okay in what was going on the two men with me try to convince the group that I was just acting crazy but the college guys didn't buy it hey how about we call the cops and you can explain the situation to them upon hearing this the two men ran away without another word the college guys stayed with me until the police and ambulance arrived they explained what had happened to the officers and I was taken away to spend the night at the hospital when the police followed up I told them what I could piece together for my still murky memory unfortunately I was unable to give them any idea of who had drugged me oh we could be certain of was that my drink had been the source of the drugs but who had actually done the spiking no one could say the investigation ended up going nowhere since there was no clear suspects or information I was forced to continue with school uncertain if those two men would come after me again or try to victimize other unsuspecting women the semester ended and I flew home unsure if I would return in a spring I made the decision to return and I'm glad I did considering I would go on to meet my future husband Jerry in my final year of university the two gentlemen that attempted to abduct me were never arrested as far as I know but it did come to light later that the cute bartender that poured my beer that night was being paid by the two unnamed men to drunk the drinks of women that they pointed out to him all these years later I am still very aware of how lucky I was that night and how bad things could have went if I'm ever blessed with a daughter I will be sure to tell her that story when the time is right to ensure she does her best to never put herself in any position or she could come across any man like those two I met that night I want to make it clear that I'm not posting this story here to scare anyone it's one and only purpose is to remind you all that you are not Almighty you can be hurt and there are men out there just sitting and waiting for a chance to take advantage of the smallest mistake if you want to go out and have fun and blow off some steam please do and enjoy yourself however keep the story in mind and let it serve as a warning please always bring at least one friend along with you anytime you plan on going out you never know you may be the one that ends up saving a life hey friends thanks for listening be sure subscribe and click that notification bell to be alerted of all future narrations if you got a story be sure to submit them to my subreddit our let's read official and given receive feedback from the community and maybe even hear your story featured on the next video and join my discord to interact with me and other listeners directly and if you want to support me even more grab early access to all future narrations for just $1 a month on patreon and maybe even pick up some let's read merch on Spreadshirt links in the bio thanks so much friends and I'll see you again soon

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Length: 50min 19sec (3019 seconds)

Published: Fri Dec 28 2018

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