Whos my stalker, p.1
Who's My Stalker, page 1
Who’s my Stalker
Foreword
Have you ever been in a situation that you can’t really have answers to? Have you ever been scared that someone out there knows all about you – even the things you do in your own apartment – but still can’t place a finger on who really the person is? It isn’t a pleasant feeling indeed. I don’t know if you know about that, but I am sure several people have once gone through similar ordeals. I hear it’s not easy at all, and I concur with people that say this because for me, it was a difficult guessing game. One moment you think you know who is behind it all, the next you are all confused, doing a back and forth between separate suspects. Nevertheless, I lived to see another day and can write about my story for you to see just how much I was troubled by this whole issue.
I named my book Who's My Stalker because I want readers to give me closure. I need this closure because, sometimes, it feels like I don’t know who to think is behind what I have been going through. Right from the beginning of this ordeal, I understood that someone might be out to cause trouble in my life – or their intentions were good, I don’t know. But in the end, I know that I got nothing good out of it. And as I still seek after closure, I feel the gap in my heart – it yearns to be filled so that the rest of my mind and body can rest and focus on other important things of life.
Let’s face it, stalking is unwelcome and, in all ways, violates the victim. I feel violated and rightly need closure. In psychology, they say that males that are being stalked could lose confidence in themselves, I keep wondering if the same could happen to me. Perhaps a plethora of questions that sometimes rain down the mind, of course without answers, is a major catalyst to the confidence issue they talk about.
Nevertheless, I had people in my life, and you will see the names as the story goes. In fact, I still have them, in a hard way, and I am sure you know why by now. When everything was going on, I was sure Lynn was the whispering voice. Because everything started taking place after I did not acknowledge her at the bar. Then it got to the point I was thinking there's no way she could be doing this alone. I was contacted 24/7, night and day for months. So I began to think Lynn got in touch with every female I had ever talked to and they began to gang up on me. At that point, I began to think every female was out to get me.
Carrying these feelings around is nothing but a pain on the back. Imagine feeling like tons of people have your number in their phones with just one intention – to keep on sending you messages that had nothing to do with your current standing with them? Worse off, I could not tell who exactly had my numbers – all I could wait for was the moment when the next phone call arrived. It just got things really nasty for me – so who’s next to contact me? What are they going to demand from me? Are they going to keep on calling or are they going to up the ante on me and start doing all sorts of crazy things?
I know, these are a lot of questions to be asking in one’s head. But for a person in my shoes, it had to be that way because I just didn’t know what to expect next. All I could think of was them – and exactly who could that be? Of course, there were some people, or some names I kept on suspecting in my mind. That was all I could do – only suspect them without coming to some sort of solid conclusion. In the end, it really didn’t matter what I thought about them, or their role in my current predicament.
In my relationship with Angela, I hated being questioned. So when questioned that was my exit and Angela eventually started to realize this. If you notice in my writing, things happened to the extent where I clearly thought she was responsible. I felt she acted out as such because that was her only way to voice what she has seen. Torn pictures with marks in the face and two single numbers switched around in my phone. I didn't realize until I started writing this book that those were clues.
Nevertheless, I also stated that she was not the only one I suspected of all these things. As such, I could think that Lynn and these other females were out to break up my relationship. I started staying home and stopped talking to girls only because I refused to let them win. When I did that, I was no longer contacted by the whispering voice. A year later, I thought I was in the clear, but that was all a mistake! Many things started to happen all over again, and that is how I came up with these several episodes, once again, narrating how things were going down on many occasions. They literally turned my life upside down, and caused so much pain to me, and even to people that were close to me. I know that it hurts to see people you care about going through all sorts of problems. Well, it happened like that for my friends that cared for me. I never knew that things that happen in your life could affect your inner circle like this until it happened to me.
After those episodes is when I started staying home and no longer talked to girls. So, after that year passed and as soon as I messed up, more letters were attached to our front door to where ONLY Angela would find them. 🤔 I began to think Angela had a bright idea because she knew how spooked the whispering voice had caused me to stay home and no longer cheat on her. So I began to think that she took over to keep me from cheating on her. Eventually, I began to question Angela if she was the whispering voice. She would swear up and down that she was not. The only thing that allowed me to believe her was because, if she was the whispering voice, she knew everything that I did on her and she just stayed.
However, in the midst of looking for answers, I found myself treading on the same ground over and over when all I wished to have was good progress so that I nipped it in the bud and got this over with. The only problem was that I was basically dealing with someone that had done their homework and knew exactly what they were doing! The nagging question was, who could that person be?
Contents
Foreword
Introduction
Introducing Tate –
A Background into the story
The Hunt For Tate Begins
Stage 1
Stage 2
Final Chapter
Introduction
Everybody has history, and I got mine too. With that being said, I wouldn’t say that I must be judged, nor do I deserve to have someone following my every move in a way that scared the hell out of me. The same way I won’t be blamed for my past is the same way I wouldn’t do that to someone else. I just needed to get that out of the way so that I give you no reason to doubt me – or that I help un-cloud your judgement when it comes to inputting your opinion about who my stalker was.
Basically, I am an organized individual, therefore, I like to express myself from the beginning of the story to what transpired in the end. In fact, I am that kind of a guy that can even give you a nice background to the story so that you understand everything you are reading about. It can only be fair enough for my readers.
Therefore, I want people to voice their opinions about who my stalker was with the full background of the story, including how everything builds up to the unfortunate situation I eventually found myself in. That's why I started with my first relationship, Milla. I know, there is just this thing about first relationships – they are sweet and innocent, yet we grow into something else the moment we start to grow in love with this person. Sometimes you find that the graph that measures your love is growing in opposite directions. She could be growing in affection for you every day, yet for no reason, yours would be growing downward like that of economic growth during a recession!
As a man, I would be quick to agree to this, but that does not mean that every man grows out of it and ends up messing things up, sometimes it’s the lady that’s found on the wrong end of things, or, sometimes nothing just goes wrong. I wish it was like that for me. It could have avoided all the nightmares that I am going through now. Perhaps it would have been easy to figure out who my stalker was. But just as I have learned about life, it pays nothing to regret. What’s done is done!
Therefore, what can we say? Its life, and it’s not easy to stay satisfied with just one person, yet it’s the right things we should all be doing – so I think.
My second relationship was with Jennifer. While being involved with her, I met someone in college and we had a good thing going on for some time until it ended. Her name was Shawna. With her, something happened, and I don’t know how she feels about it right now, but my guess is that she is doing well in her life even when we parted ways in a very unpleasant fashion. I got her pregnant while in college, and with many things in the balance, I felt I wasn’t ready to be a dad, so I convince her to have an abortion. I know, right? You could ask questions, why was I the one to suggest the abortion to her? Well, sometimes we make decisions that are not too familiar with people, but, as long as they seem to be the best option for everyone in the picture, my guess is we should go for them. I did it here and Shawna, at the time, understood things from my point of view. In the end, we had an agreement that made things a little easier for both of us.
Nevertheless, the relationship with Shawna ended, mainly because of the abortion. I wouldn’t get into the details, but it ended and we both had to move on. I am just glad that we managed to put it past us what had happened with the terminated pregnancy. Well, when we date people, we know them intimately and from all of them, you can have a certain opinion, be it wrong or correct.
I then met Angela, whom we have been together since the first day of our love. She now is the mother of my children! I know that I called it a ‘list’ but it’s merely because of how I put it down here. I think I still am one of the guys with the fewest past relationships, and naturally, that should have allowed me not to
Nevertheless, for some time, it just wasn’t about my past relationships. I also questioned my group of friends. You know, these things happen, especially when you feel like you’re being cornered with nothing else to do or no one else to look up to for help. I just needed someone to blame. I needed an answer because in a way, answers bring solace to a troubled heart. Sometimes you just believe in things even if you know that they aren’t true. I know, many of you can attest to this – you could believe in half-truths, or unfounded allegations so that you end up giving yourself some false hope. I guess I was at that point in this whole mess. But deep down, I truthfully do not believe it was them. I don’t believe so because they worked as hard as I did to make sure that I bring this whole thing behind me. I hated this sometimes, but they were always there to give me a huge shoulder to lean on!
These were the guys that were always by my side. We did many things together. And if I say so, some people would be tempted to think that we were up to regular mischief that guys could get involved in, but not with us. Of course, we could count a few things that were not the kind you could be proud of, but we were good most of the time. My friends and I played basketball at parks all the time and went to the clubs on a regular basis. We loved the vibe on the basketball courts in the parks. You know, when life seems so simple and everybody can sort of come together and connect. Yes, that is what exactly used to happen with us back in the day.
Regarding clubs, it was also one of our regular activities. I am sure it even sounds better now to sweat a good part of the day on the basketball court only to go and relax, or enjoy ourselves in the club. We loved the music and the vibe that everyone else in there used to bring. I can’t say I am much of a dancer, but when music played, I couldn’t help but also shake my body.
Speaking of the people in my circles, I mentioned already that I suspected that Lynn was the stalker because mainly the fact that she acted in a way that was completely surprising. She had spilled something to the wrong person. And you know how it is, it only takes a few words to the wrong person to cause complete chaos in another person’s life. That is exactly what she did to me.
Lynn was a coworker of Angela’s sister’s boyfriend which she didn’t hesitate to make him aware that she was a friend. Imagine that kind of information getting to Angela? That was completely uncool of her to do that.
So I had to ask her why? Because of that conversation between her and I, I began suspecting that she could be the one stalking me. At least she had revealed that she had some ulterior motives, especially after making someone close to my life aware that we were friends when that was not the correct version of things.
Nevertheless, I guess I should say that Angela’s character, for me, was great. Despite the many things that I did, she showed me that she could be a patient individual that cares about building something more than fulfilling our egos – just like how many of us would do it. I tell you, with the kind of things that used to happen – and still happening in my life, it could be too much to handle. I don’t know how many people won’t be pushed to the limit by such things.
So, Angela - she was in her senior year of college and was very popular and so determined to finish school. I know, many people are eager to finish school, but there are a few others who would succumb to small pressures of life – good or bad – and end up failing to finish school. So, it’s because of this that I had to highlight how much Angela was determined to complete her studies because she never fell to any pressure, whatsoever! Nevertheless, no matter how good someone can be, if they are constantly pushed to the brim, they could explode to many people’s surprise. It’s just how it is, and as for Angela, we will see how she held up during the many roads I took her down for a trip – sometimes bad, and sometimes good ones.
Speaking of people’s characters, there was Tate (you will know about him later in the book). The man was a manipulator and womanizing person. He was so selfish, and the one thing that struck me the most about his attributes is how he was so determined to get any girl that he wanted. He never took no for an answer and knew how to make every girl say yes to his shenanigans. Even if the girls knew that he was bad news, I was surprised to see them fall for him, head over heels! Who’s this guy?
Nevertheless, we were born differently, and that’s OK. During the stalking period, I was so confused that I lost trust in everyone. I thought I was going crazy. Everyone that was in my circles became a prime suspect. It was just one of those confusing moments in my life. So, the period where I suspected everyone only came to an end when my confusion turned into fear – the fear of having someone eventually placing a dagger in my back as I prepared to take a bed in my home. You can only imagine the fear! But I am grateful that I am still alive to tell the story.
So, I haven’t mentioned my friends yet, but I had those really close to me – you know, when you have friends there are others that you just talk to, and there are others whom you call your ‘inner circle.’ Well, my inner circle is composed of James, Jamien, Kenneth and DeSantos. I love these guys and call them my little partners in crime, not that we were into crime, but because we used to do things together – as family would do! These guys always had my back. They were there for me even during the times when my own family couldn’t be there for me.
I was certain that Lynn was the stalker. It was like that for some time until a time when my focus was shifted to someone else. Sometimes you think that some things must not be done, or thought about, but situations always put us in a corner that is difficult to pull ourselves out of and we find ourselves pointing fingers to where they are not even supposed to be raised toward. So, some things that took place led me to question Angela. During that time, she became my prime suspect and I was sure that she was the one stalking me. You know that time when you’re so wrong about something but somehow, you just find yourself believing the contrary! I was like that when I suspected Angela.
You could be asking how I then became so sure that she wasn’t the one stalking me. Well, besides the fact that she is nicer, EVERY TIME that I questioned Angela something dramatic happened. More so, she did something that really showed me that she wasn’t the one - she put it on both her parents’ graves that she was not the stalker. And some of the things that used to happen led me away from her. Let me just say that all the odds were being taken away from her. For example, the fact that the stalker once slashed all four tires on our only vehicle, making it harder on us, just showed me that she wouldn’t do that also to her. She disowned some of her good friends. My kids’ lives were also threatened – of which she is the mother. Therefore, all these events that were taking place could only lead me back to focus on Lynn.
Forgive my paranoia, it’s just that there were so many things that were happening to me during that time. I had to do something - I had to find the person behind this so that I could claim my life back. You can imagine - my stalkers called my work phone all night long, every night, it just goes to show the depth of their hatred against me. They would ask all sorts of questions, for example, why I cheat and for me to leave Angela. They were telling me that Angela was dumb for staying and calling her all sorts of names, some of which I really thought were derogatory. When I wasn't at work, they would call my cell phone and it would ring all the time. I would think of switching it off, but then think that there are some other people in my life who will need to contact me. You can imagine, it was just a dilemma that I was in. I never received a phone call while Angela was around. When they called, they only whispered because they didn't want me to know their voices. Perhaps the fact that Angela was never around to witness the phone calls led me to suspect her of being behind it all.
