The Stalker

I received an email from a guy, and he seemed very nice and eager to meet me. We talked for a little bit and decided to meet.
We meet at Starbucks, and I arrived first. I went to order a coffee and then realized I did not have my wallet. Just as that happened he approached me. Thankfully, he was approached me at the perfect moment and bought my coffee. We sat there and talked for several hours. He was shaking the whole time because he was so nervous. It was kind of cute.

It was getting late and we decided to come back to my house and hang out. We watched and movie and mostly talked. He kissed me good night and left. We hung out quite a bit after that. We would go out to lunch, and spend nights together. After a week, we were talking on the phone and he bought up the questions, “What are we?” He kept talking and did not allow me to answer, and I was not sure how I was going to answer as it was only a week. So, I let him keep talking, and he just talked himself out of the conversation.

He introduced me to his son. We went to the movies and had a good time, but I started to feel that there was something weird there. His son had some major attention issues. He took severe medication for it, but his dad did not give him his medication on a regular basis. The kid would bounce off the walls and even my dogs would run from the kid. His dad would just ignore him. I finally realized that The Stalker wanted a mother for his child.

With that said, my brother came down and The Stalker came over with his son without giving his kid his medication. So, the kid is bouncing off the walls and I decide that it is time to go get his medication. We left to go get the kids medication. I left my brother with the kid. On our way back to the house, my brother starts calling me asking when we were coming back. When we show up, the kid is yelling and running around the house like a maniac. I decide that I can’t do this. I go to lay down because “I don’t’ feel good.” My brother comes in to check on me and I fill him in on what is going on. My brother goes back outside and tells him that I wasn’t feeling very good. Then tells him that he has to leave cause my brother was getting ready to go see a girl and he does not know him and is not leaving him at my house alone. So, I hear him kicking out The Stalker, and I get up and get into the shower. By the time, The Stalker is gone, I am getting out of the shower so my brother and I can go out.

I avoided his phone calls for a few days after that, and I told him that I was sick. I was trying to let him down easy and was hoping he was just going to drift away. However, he kept calling me all the time and respectively one morning. I answered it. We talked and the question came out again, “What are we?” And then he confessed to me that since I was not answering his calls, he decided to drive by my house to check on me. He admitted that he did it a few nights in a row. One night I was home, and the other night, I was not. I defended myself, and then got off the phone with him. I figured out that he wasn’t just going to go away. I decided to rip him off like a band aid. I texted him and told him that we needed to talk, and he pushed me until I just text him (Yup, I did this over a text message!) that I did not EVER want to see him again. A few days went by and he text me and told me that he missed me and wanted to know where I was the night before cause I was not home. I told him to leave me alone and if I saw him again, I would call the police and file a restraining order. I have not heard or seen him since.

New Rule: Don’t date guys that are crazy, and don’t let them know where you live.