Oct 11, 2012- Things I'd love to forget

Well I don't think it would have been possible for today to drag on any longer. Every single time I looked at the clock, it was only a few minutes after the last time I had looked. I took the bus to school, and on the way there I couldn't help but notice a really familiar looking stranger. He had bright green eyes, and the palest skin I had ever seen, and sat their intensely staring at me, even when I looked back at him, he still continues to stare. After I got off the bus I quickly forgot about that, because I saw my stalker (some weird guy who had been following me around, and making creepy threats since the school year had started). I tried to avoid him seeing me, but it was almost impossible, it was as if he had been waiting for me...which to be honest wouldn't really surprise me, because he followed me everywhere. Recently he had even started showing up outside my dance class, it was getting out of control, but I didn't want to tell anyone. I just played it off as a joke, because I didn't need a repeat of last year. I don't even like thinking about all the things that went down last year. It had all started when I met him...He seemed so sweet, and so innocent. Normally I didn't go for shy guys, but this was different. There was something about him I found so dorky, yet so adorable. Maybe it was the fact that I was sick of one meaningless hookup after another, and I like the fact that he liked me so much. I was too quick to hop into a relationship with him, before even getting to know him. I liked the new life that came with him. I was a freshman and he was a senior, he invited me to hang out with his friends, and took my to partys with him. But just as fast as things started, I felt things getting weird. But I continued to ignore all the signs. Within the first week of our relationship, he had bought me real diamond earrings. They were absolutely beautiful, but it was way too much way too soon. After that I wanted to get out of the relationship, but the earrings made me feel obligated to keep it up a little longer. A few minutes after our first fight, I got a strange text from a number I didn't recognize asking if this was Jesse's girlfriend. I responded telling the stranger that it was, and asked who was texting me. After that I got a series of insulting messages, saying that whoever she was, was going to steal my boyfriend, because she was better than me in every way. Without thinking, I called Jesse, accusing him of being the one texting me, but as it turned out I wasn't the only one getting strange text messages. According to him he was also receiving a bunch of text messages from that same number. Thinking I had it all figured out, I called Jesse back and told him that I was going to text the number back on a texting app, and pretend to be someone who hated me and find out who was texting me. I kept texting the number and finally she cracked. She told me her name was Brittany Higgans, a girl I had remembered Jesse telling me used to have a huge crush on him. She told me how she didn't hate me, she just wanted him. I was so proud that I had cracked the code I texted her back from my real number saying, "well well well Brittany Higgans...I wonder what Jesse would think of you now." After that I thought all my texting problems would disappear, but I was very wrong. In the few days that followed, everything started getting worse, I was receiving like a hundred messages from Brittany. Even though I didn't respond to any of them, she continued to send them. They were super descriptive, threatening me, stating my exact address and telling me exactly how she was going to kill me. She described my entire house so well it was like she had been in it many times before. After that she started texting me every time I left my house, telling me exactly where I was, and that she was watching. I was so scared that every time she would text me, I would immediately call Jesse seeking comfort. I would make him sleepover, because I didn't want to be alone at night. Finally it got to a point where it was so bad I went and talked with the pollice officer at my school. She told me she would contact Brittany and that I wouldn't be bothered again. She contacted Brittany, and she said Brittany had denied it all, but she would be suspended from her school if it continued. I was relieved to know I could finally take a deep breath. But that friday when I got home, there was a typed note on top of my pillow from her. I was scared shitless, and had no idea what to do. I had recently gotten close with Jesse's best friend Justin, and although I would never tell anyone I secretly was starting to really like him. But I could never happen because he was my boyfriends best friend, and my best friend Lulu liked him. So I instead tried to be his friend. Instead of calling Jesse when I got freaked out, I started to call Justin. Until one morning I got a message saying 'you should ask your boyfriend what happened around 3am yesterday.' I quickly ran to call Jesse. He came over with a black and blue eye, saying Brittany and a bunch of guys had attacked him in Tedeschis. At this point both our parents were beyond freaked out. His mom brought him down to the pollice office right away. But for some reason he had deleted all the texts Brittany had sent him. After that I was called into the police office...They put all the evidence together and told me that it wasn't Brittany, but they we almost positive they knew who it was, but before they told me they needed to hear back from the phone company to confirm it. Even though they told me they couldn't tell me, I was determined to know, so I pushed and pushed for them to tell me. finally the officer told me that she told it was Jesse. Immediately I got super defensive, explaining that it couldn't possibly be him, that he wasn't smart enough, that it was more likely to be me. But she told me I wasn't allowed to contact him for the rest of the night, and to assure that I followed her instructions, my mom took away my phone. That was the longest night of my life. I sat awake all night, thinking about how I could prove it wasn't him, because I knew it couldn't be possible. When I got to school the next morning the first thing I did was go see the officer, she told me she now knew who it was for a fact. It was Jesse, and he had admitted it. At that moment my entire world stop turning, I didn't laugh I didn't cry I didn't flinch...I was frozen in shock. It took my a while to finally respond. She wrote me a pass and told me to go home and told me I was to have absolutely no contact with Jesse every again, and to tell no one about what he did. I was a completely wreak that night, but I took comfort in the fact that I would be able to at least tell Lulu in the morning, because she wasn't answering the phone. But when I got to school the next day, people weren't so nice to me. Everyone was calling me a slut and saying that I dumped Jesse to get with Justin. Every corner I turned someone was calling me a whore or saying something about how awful I was, to hurt such a nice guy. The worst part was not being able to tell anyone the truth. Finally I saw Lulu, I ran over to her, but she gave me the cold shoulder. She wouldn't even give me two seconds to talk to her. Later I found out she was telling everyone that she hated me because I dumped my boyfriend to get at the guy she liked. It was all so much I ended up going home early, and spend the next few days alone in my room crying. Even now I still hate going back and thinking about that. I makes it really hard for me to trust everyone, and overly paranoid about everything. And having this stalker creates more fear in me then normal, because I now know what people are capable of. Well...Now that I got that out, I'm going to attempt to fall asleep...