An unexpected visit
So the most randomness type thing happened today. It was about 6:30 ish. I was just kicking back talking to some peeps on the internet when my phone beeped saying that I had a voice mail. Odd. It didn't even ring. So I stood up and listened to what the message was. At first I didn't recognize the number. I knew it was a Denton number and for a moment thought that perhaps Jayme was trying to call me. For a brief instant I thought perhaps it was David, shrugged it off and kept listening. Speaking of the Devil.. it was David. He sounded extremely pissed. A little worried, I called him. I thought perhaps something had happened and out of desperation he was calling because he needed me. The first things he said were, "Get out here now!" A little shocked and confused I looked out my window and saw him standing outside my window in front of my car. He couldn't see me, but I could see him. He started yelling in the phone and my mind shut down. I began to shake and my heart raced. I had no idea what he wanted, I had no idea how he had found me, and I had no idea what to do. I told him I'd only come outside if he'd calm down and to just give me a minute. Frantically i searched for my keys. I didn't want to go outside. I didn't want to be out there with him when he was obviously so angry with me about something. David isn't a mean guy, and he doesn't hit. But he's got a bad temper and if you piss him off, there is no telling the damage he can do. He scares me. But I would be meeting him out in public, out in front of my entire apartment complex. I walked out.. visibly shaking. He accused me of making phone calls to Martha, his girlfriend. Telling her things and lying to her and making up things. I almost laughed. I simply smirked and chortled, "Are you sure it isn't you." David is well known by my friends and myself for being quite the liar. I sat down for a second, trying to gain control of myself but it didn't help. I couldn't believe he thought I was the one harrassing his girlfriend. I don't even know her number. I don't even know her last name! I asked him if he'd talked to Katie yet. How could he assume something like that of me and not her. His lame excuse was that our relationship had been more recent. I told him that when we broke up back in April, that had been the end of it and I hadn't cared to look back since. Then I asked how did he find me. It was my one hope that he would never know where I lived. Jimmy, Liss' husband had told me that David had a house on McKinney. I thought I had asked them to not tell David where I was living. Well, apparently they aren't good at things like that. Nevertheless.. here was David, standing right outside my apartment. I seemed to calm him down a little and assured him it was not me who was calling Martha. I made it quite clear that none of my friends would do something like that, and none of them would even care. I told him I'm sorry for what was happening and hoped it would end. I gave him suggestions to who it might be. Of course the entire time inside I was thinking how it was about fucking time this bastard got what he deserved.
So the most randomness type thing happened today. It was about 6:30 ish. I was just kicking back talking to some peeps on the internet when my phone beeped saying that I had a voice mail. Odd. It didn't even ring. So I stood up and listened to what the message was. At first I didn't recognize the number. I knew it was a Denton number and for a moment thought that perhaps Jayme was trying to call me. For a brief instant I thought perhaps it was David, shrugged it off and kept listening. Speaking of the Devil.. it was David. He sounded extremely pissed. A little worried, I called him. I thought perhaps something had happened and out of desperation he was calling because he needed me. The first things he said were, "Get out here now!" A little shocked and confused I looked out my window and saw him standing outside my window in front of my car. He couldn't see me, but I could see him. He started yelling in the phone and my mind shut down. I began to shake and my heart raced. I had no idea what he wanted, I had no idea how he had found me, and I had no idea what to do. I told him I'd only come outside if he'd calm down and to just give me a minute. Frantically i searched for my keys. I didn't want to go outside. I didn't want to be out there with him when he was obviously so angry with me about something. David isn't a mean guy, and he doesn't hit. But he's got a bad temper and if you piss him off, there is no telling the damage he can do. He scares me. But I would be meeting him out in public, out in front of my entire apartment complex. I walked out.. visibly shaking. He accused me of making phone calls to Martha, his girlfriend. Telling her things and lying to her and making up things. I almost laughed. I simply smirked and chortled, "Are you sure it isn't you." David is well known by my friends and myself for being quite the liar. I sat down for a second, trying to gain control of myself but it didn't help. I couldn't believe he thought I was the one harrassing his girlfriend. I don't even know her number. I don't even know her last name! I asked him if he'd talked to Katie yet. How could he assume something like that of me and not her. His lame excuse was that our relationship had been more recent. I told him that when we broke up back in April, that had been the end of it and I hadn't cared to look back since. Then I asked how did he find me. It was my one hope that he would never know where I lived. Jimmy, Liss' husband had told me that David had a house on McKinney. I thought I had asked them to not tell David where I was living. Well, apparently they aren't good at things like that. Nevertheless.. here was David, standing right outside my apartment. I seemed to calm him down a little and assured him it was not me who was calling Martha. I made it quite clear that none of my friends would do something like that, and none of them would even care. I told him I'm sorry for what was happening and hoped it would end. I gave him suggestions to who it might be. Of course the entire time inside I was thinking how it was about fucking time this bastard got what he deserved.
