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Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Psycho chick #2

Psycho chick # 2M was a farmers daughter, from the outskirts of town, she was a bit chunky and awkward. I spent a night hanging at the bowling alley with my friends hitting on one of her friends who kept trying to get me to talk to M. I was a little under the influence and as the night wore on I became more and more until I ended up making out with her for quite a while at the end of the night. This wasn't my first hookup ever so I didn't think much of what I could remember, and never bothered to follow up with her. Figuring it was a dead issue was a large mistake. She started showing up at parties that I went to. Always in the background, waiting around the edges, her friend starting dating one of my friends so she always got invited. At the end of one torrid night of adolescent binge drinking she led me into a bedroom and stripped me down on the waterbed, I was starting to spin and felt the pre- vomit swelling feeling and tried to get up, but she held me down and wouldn't let me up, we were wrestling on the waterbed, fortunately the adrenaline quelled the imminent expectoration, and I managed to fight her off. I tried grabbing at my clothes and she started slapping and kicking me screaming " No No I won't let you leave."She was really hysterical angry, and crying, all the while trying to drag me into bed. I lurched out of the door into the party, buck naked with long scratch marks all over my chest and arms. Typical headbanger party I was greeted with cheers and whistles until a "good" friend noticed my swelling lip and the scratches on my face. I was just mumbling comments like. "get that fucking bitch away man, she's nuts" He gave me a throw blanket to cover up and went in to get my clothes but when she saw him coming she bolted. She tore out of the house with my jeans shirt and leather jacket, the last being a social felony in our circle. I was a bit irrational when I found out it was gone, and was restrained by two guys from running out and chasing her down. One of the girls at the party came up with a pair of sweatpants and we loaded up a few cars and ran out to the usual hang outs searching. We saw her car at the bowling alley, all my gear was in the back seat. Two headbanger chicks from our set went in and dragged her out by her hair. By now all the guys were beginning to feel bad for her. She had some problems, but the girls were all fired up, and slapped her around a little. The next weekend a truckload of rednecks caught up to me and my friend walking downtown, M's brothers. They were talking pretty tough, but I couldn't tell if they were going to get serious or not so I grabbed the one closest to me and swung him around by his coat, slamming him into the truck. The other guys started twitching like they were going to jump in but were uncertain. I kicked the guy on the ground once or twice, and noticed my bud had got between the others and me, but they looked more scared than anything, they were young, younger than I thought at first the guy on the ground was probably the only one old enough to even drive. I let him up and they took off never to be heard from again. I cannot say the same for her. She was in full out stalker mode now. I ignored her as best I could, the same two headbanger chicks must have chased her out of the bowling alley 2 more times. The final straw, one night her friend came running in saying she was killing herself out in the parking lot. We went out to see what was up, she was sitting there on the ground scratching at her wrist with a piece of broken glass. I actually laughed, and cheered her on. I told her that if she managed to kill herself I would finally have some respect for her. We didn't see her for a couple weeks, we wondered the entire time if she had actually gone and done herself in, but up she popped at another party, this time some guy in tow. They practically had sex on the sofa in a friends living room, mid party. She kept trying to shoot me significant glances, but we were all laughing at her. Finally headbanger chicks grabbed her and dragged her outside. The guy tried to hang a little but was too young, and we wouldn't let him drink. She was also involved in the fistfight later with Tiara See "Psycho chick #1", but beyond that finally left me alone.