Post by Rainbow Blight on Jul 11, 2005 17:07:36 GMT -5
As some of you may or may not know, my girlfriend was kind of MIA for the past two or three days, after she left my house drunk and high with this shady gangsta-type character.
Next day, her ex-boyfriend tricks me into meeting up with him and some of his criminal friends somewhere; I was suspicious and had a bad feeling about it so I made sure I came armed. He insists that we talk somewhere alone, somewhere where no people are around and I wisely insist that we do not. I force him to talk to me in an open-air restaurant in front of all of its waiters who are my friends.
He tells me never to speak to his ex-girlfriend again because she still loves him and if I ever speak to her again he'll kill me. Sure, I was scared, but it was more of a kind of background nervousness; I knew that if worse came to worse and he tried to stab me with his knife I'd just fire my handgun in the air and that would send him running away with his tail between his legs.
Anyway, he keeps becoming more and more threatening so I send a message to someone via my cell phone to come and pick me up before things get out of hand and after 10 or 15 minutes I'm rescued and taken home.
But I still didn't call my girlfriend because I was afraid she'd do something dumb like arrange to hang out with me and allow her ex-boyfriend to come. So she called me today and now she tells me that everyone, especially her ex-boyfriend thinks that she had sex with this black guy (not that he should care, she already left the guy for me). I clear things up and I guess now we're friends again, she'll probably call me later tonight or tomorrow.
Just wanted to share this, I had it bottled up inside for awhile.
Next day, her ex-boyfriend tricks me into meeting up with him and some of his criminal friends somewhere; I was suspicious and had a bad feeling about it so I made sure I came armed. He insists that we talk somewhere alone, somewhere where no people are around and I wisely insist that we do not. I force him to talk to me in an open-air restaurant in front of all of its waiters who are my friends.
He tells me never to speak to his ex-girlfriend again because she still loves him and if I ever speak to her again he'll kill me. Sure, I was scared, but it was more of a kind of background nervousness; I knew that if worse came to worse and he tried to stab me with his knife I'd just fire my handgun in the air and that would send him running away with his tail between his legs.
Anyway, he keeps becoming more and more threatening so I send a message to someone via my cell phone to come and pick me up before things get out of hand and after 10 or 15 minutes I'm rescued and taken home.
But I still didn't call my girlfriend because I was afraid she'd do something dumb like arrange to hang out with me and allow her ex-boyfriend to come. So she called me today and now she tells me that everyone, especially her ex-boyfriend thinks that she had sex with this black guy (not that he should care, she already left the guy for me). I clear things up and I guess now we're friends again, she'll probably call me later tonight or tomorrow.
Just wanted to share this, I had it bottled up inside for awhile.
