Once upon a time, there was a girl named Emily who had just started college. She was a bright and ambitious young woman, but she had never been in love before. That is, until she met Daniel. Daniel was charming, confident, and had a smile that could light up a room. Emily was smitten from the moment she laid eyes on him. They started dating and it wasn't long before they were inseparable. But as time went on, Emily began to notice some things about Daniel that bothered her. He was often late for their dates, and sometimes he would cancel at the last minute. He also seemed to have a wandering eye, checking out other girls even when Emily was right there beside him. Emily started to feel like she was second best, like Daniel wasn't really that into her. But whenever she tried to talk to him about it, he would charm her with his smile and she would forget all about her doubts. Things came to a head one night when Emily went to surprise Daniel at his apartment. She walked in to fin
My name is Darcy, and I am 20 years old. I had a story to tell you, 2 years ago, I had a boyfriend, he attends the same college as I am, but I didn't know that things get serious, and this is my story.
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Since I was in grade school, I never had the experience of falling in love with anyone. I never like someone and never in my life imagine that someone would appear and say I like you.
But things will change.
I was so excited when I got an email that my application for entering College was approved. I picked a college that is miles away from my hometown.
Three months had passed.
I was so excited when I got an email that my application for entering College was approved. I picked a college that is miles away from my hometown.
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Being in college was fun. During the weekend, I had to go to a library, and I need to find a linguistic book. I took a third language and had to do some assignments, so I had to stay. I didn't notice I had spent hours in there; it was dark outside. When I check my watch, it was 7.45 pm.
After a moment, I decided to walk home. I grab my laptop bag and my umbrella, then I walked. It was dark, I'm a bit scared, but there's also a student who passes by me. So, I guess I will be safe. I had to cross the bridge to go to my dorm.
I stopped for a while and took a deep breath; although the lamps enlighten the road, I still get scared. I stand at the end of the bridge for about 2 minutes. Out of nowhere, there's a man voice behind my back.
After a moment, I decided to walk home. I grab my laptop bag and my umbrella, then I walked. It was dark, I'm a bit scared, but there's also a student who passes by me. So, I guess I will be safe. I had to cross the bridge to go to my dorm.
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"Are you okay?"
As I turned my back, looking at the person, a man is wearing a brown cloth, a long scarf, a snowcap hat, and a shoulder bag. He looks nerdy but cool.
"I'm okay, sir," I responded.
"I'm okay, sir," I responded.
He then laughed when I call him "Sir". He walked near me and ask me if he can accompany me to go back to my dorm.
I was hesitant for a moment. I just met this guy, and I don't know who he was.
Suddenly, the silent moment filled with the man's voice.
"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person; I saw you at the library a while ago. We are in the same class, don't you remember me? I always sit at the front of the class." He said.
"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person; I saw you at the library a while ago. We are in the same class, don't you remember me? I always sit at the front of the class." He said.
I'm trying to remember; I can't recall anything. But since that man said we are from the same class, I fell at ease. So, he started to accompany me to walk through the bridge until we arrive at my dorm. We talk for a while, and he asked for my phone number. I mean, it's rude to not giving him my phone number because he already accompanying me.
So, I gave him my phone number, and he gave him.
"Thank you for accompanying me; what's your name?",
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"Julian, you can call me Julian." He answered.
The next morning, I got a text from him.
"Good morning; I'll wait for you at the bridge."
I was flustered but happy that someone cares about me.
My routine was almost the same every day; he waited for me, we hang out, and eventually, I started to like him.
My routine was almost the same every day; he waited for me, we hang out, and eventually, I started to like him.
Not long after, while we were walking across the bridge, he asked me if we can go beyond that. I don't understand what is he saying. Then, he holds my hand, touches my cheeks, and asks me if he can be my boyfriend.
My face turns red. I know Julian for about a week, but he is good; I was too naive, then I said yes.
But, the man I thought was good, sweet, and romantic isn't what I think of.
But, the man I thought was good, sweet, and romantic isn't what I think of.
Regretful.
We started dating for almost four months. Nevertheless, for about three months, I felt tortured. Day by day, he becomes demanding and aggressive. He wanted me to do what's he likes, though I know I don't want to do it. I felt stupid anyway because I'm afraid he will leave me.
We started dating for almost four months. Nevertheless, for about three months, I felt tortured. Day by day, he becomes demanding and aggressive. He wanted me to do what's he likes, though I know I don't want to do it. I felt stupid anyway because I'm afraid he will leave me.
He always checks my phone and told me to call him every night. I know, I'm stupid and young at that time. One night, I studied for my coming exam, so I texted him that I need to study and I will call him the next morning. He hated it; he keeps calling me. I felt so stressed. I switch off my phone, but I can't study at all. My mind was disturbed.
The next day, my roommate wakes me up; she said someone was waiting outside the door. I was shocked; I hope it was not who I think it was. I run to my window, and guess what, Julian was there. Once he looked at my windows, I quickly closed the curtain. I switched on my phone; for god sake, there are 105 missed calls and hundreds of unread messages.
The next day, my roommate wakes me up; she said someone was waiting outside the door. I was shocked; I hope it was not who I think it was. I run to my window, and guess what, Julian was there. Once he looked at my windows, I quickly closed the curtain. I switched on my phone; for god sake, there are 105 missed calls and hundreds of unread messages.
This man is crazy.
My face turns pale, and I'm sweating too much; my roommate saw me and asked if I'm okay since she didn't know what I've been through. I don't want her too worried about me. I want to get out from there without him noticing me. Unfortunately, there's only one door, and there are no other choices; I had to walk through him. My heartfelt itch, my legs too heavy to walk through that door.
When I opened that door, he ran to me and held my shoulder so tight, his face looks tired as he didn't go to sleep the whole night. Suddenly, he screamed and scolded me, all the student were looking at us.
My face turns pale, and I'm sweating too much; my roommate saw me and asked if I'm okay since she didn't know what I've been through. I don't want her too worried about me. I want to get out from there without him noticing me. Unfortunately, there's only one door, and there are no other choices; I had to walk through him. My heartfelt itch, my legs too heavy to walk through that door.
When I opened that door, he ran to me and held my shoulder so tight, his face looks tired as he didn't go to sleep the whole night. Suddenly, he screamed and scolded me, all the student were looking at us.
As things get loud, my roommate coming out of the door and grab my hand, she pushed Julian away and shouted at him;
"Leave, or I will call the police!".
Julian glared at me and leave. Sarah, my roommate, was scared; I can see her hands shaking. She asked me;
"Who was that?"
But I didn't answer. The whole day, I skipped class.
I wanted to end up this relationship. I know Julian will get hurt, but I had to do it. After he left, he still called me many times and chat me through my media social; he even comments on my picture and my post on my Facebook wall.
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So, I blocked him. Sarah was still there with me; she scared Julian will come back. But, I politely asked her to go to her class and told her I can handle this. She did not do what I asked. Instead, she went to security and reported on what had happened. She's worried about me.
On the same day, afternoon, I texted him, "We need to talk". Guess what, he already there, he waited for me since last night. I'm scared to see him. So I just texted him; I want a breakup. Not even a minute had passed; he called me back; I picked it up and hear what he wanted to say. I heard his laughs, and he said;
On the same day, afternoon, I texted him, "We need to talk". Guess what, he already there, he waited for me since last night. I'm scared to see him. So I just texted him; I want a breakup. Not even a minute had passed; he called me back; I picked it up and hear what he wanted to say. I heard his laughs, and he said;
"You can't run from me."
My hand was sweating, he hasn't finished speaking, but I turn it off. Then, I heard someone banging at my dorm door and calling my name. I called Sarah. A few minutes, she came with security. After a wild noise at the front of my dorm, I opened the door. There are so many students out there. I'm so embarrassed.
He cried and bow to my knee, asking for a chance. I mean, everyone is there; I saw some of them even recorded this situation. I felt agitated. There's so much drama; even Sarah scolded everyone who took their camera and recorded it. While Sarah was so busy scolding everyone, Julian grabbed both of my hands, come close to me, and breathed through my ear, and whisper, "You can't run from me" I felt chills down my spine, I looked at him, and he smiles and then he left.
The next day, people still talk about that. I still haven't told anyone who Julian was. I still go to class, but this time, Sarah was with me. After that incident, for about a week. A weird thing happened to me. Sarah said someone left a box for me, when she left the dorm, I opened it. It's a box with a paper covered with blood written "True love, Julian", I throw it away. I don't know who blood was that. I also got messages in my media social from unknown, about 100 unread messages. From Julian, because I blocked all of his media social, maybe he made a new account.
I wonder where he goes? After the incident, he disappeared. This week was crazy. But then, things got even weird; I got an email from an unknown sender. That person gave me a link when I clicked on it; it was a website where the video of me sleeping in my dorm and, worst, a video of me changing my clothes. There is also a video of Sarah and me walking together at the library. My routine was recorded by some sick stalker.
At this time, I finally told Sarah about what's happening. I was crying at that time; I felt my world had been turning upside down. We report this to the police together with the box Julian sent me. At least, at that time, I felt ease. Sarah was with me while my parents a miles away from me.
The next day, people still talk about that. I still haven't told anyone who Julian was. I still go to class, but this time, Sarah was with me. After that incident, for about a week. A weird thing happened to me. Sarah said someone left a box for me, when she left the dorm, I opened it. It's a box with a paper covered with blood written "True love, Julian", I throw it away. I don't know who blood was that. I also got messages in my media social from unknown, about 100 unread messages. From Julian, because I blocked all of his media social, maybe he made a new account.
I wonder where he goes? After the incident, he disappeared. This week was crazy. But then, things got even weird; I got an email from an unknown sender. That person gave me a link when I clicked on it; it was a website where the video of me sleeping in my dorm and, worst, a video of me changing my clothes. There is also a video of Sarah and me walking together at the library. My routine was recorded by some sick stalker.
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The police investigated cases, and I told them everything. Honestly, I didn't know if that is Julian or not, but my guts say so. Whatever the case is, he becomes the first suspect. And I hope he will get arrested. So, after a week, I got a call from the police. Sarah accompanies me to the police station. I hope I heard the good news. And yes, they got the suspect.
It's Julian.
The police had obtained the IP address of the sender; it turns out it was Julian. But, they can't find him anywhere. He was hiding.
It's Julian.
The police had obtained the IP address of the sender; it turns out it was Julian. But, they can't find him anywhere. He was hiding.
I regret it. I shouldn't accept Julian help on that day.
It had been a lesson to me to not trust people and accept things bluntly.
Disclaimer - These posts are a work of fiction based on the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locale, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.
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That was crazy😕
ReplyDeleteright, haha, totally crazy ex boyfriend
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