by Dorse Green
Final Chapter
Years after the whole drama with the stalker, I wanted to get my life back on track, and the first thing I did was to connect with Angela and try to fix things with her. But by me saying that, it doesn’t mean it was an easy road to travel, I had many mistakes that I made regardless of the things I had been going through in my life. Me in clear view of Angela’s pain hurt me to the point I could no longer see her this way, even if it meant I had to walk away. As I went on about my life, I met a new girl, and her name was Taylor. I don’t know how things happened, but it started like we wanted a night together, but we clicked and it matured into a relationship.
She knew about Angela, but I did not want Angela to know about her, so she was a very closely guarded secret. Speaking of secrets, I also did not want Taylor to find out about my past, especially with the drama caused by the stalker, who, by the way, was still present in my life, making calls to me as she wanted. Even when she still called, the frequency was now low and I never had nasty incidents like the slashing of my car tires. So all in all, I could say that the situation had greatly improved!
My life right now, at this moment, felt like it was becoming normal again. I honestly loved it until the day when the stalker decided to call Taylor. She received what she thought was a routine phone call from a client requesting a hair appointment, but no, she was being called to be told about all my past behaviors. When she told me about this later, I knew that problems were about to start over again. The feeling just left me puzzled with nothing much I felt I could do about it. I felt hopeless and powerless. Taylor thought the call was just from a concerned citizen warning her about my past, but she did not know it could have been my stalker now calling her. That, I chose to make it a secret that she was never going to find out because I knew that if she did, she wouldn’t want to be involved with someone with such a messed up life.
But my plan to keep this a secret backfired badly because the stalker increased the calls to Taylor, making sure they got my attention through her. It got to a point where I could clearly see that things are now at hectic levels. At some point, I thought it’s now causing me to act selfish because if I cared about Taylor, I should have told her as soon as the calls started that I had a stalker that caused havoc in my life – just to give her a fair warning. But I did not see any reason to do all that.
After that, I watched my phone ring for days as the stalker also started increasing her calls to me. Sometimes it rang while I was with Taylor, and she could see that things were not all ok with me. But when she asked, I would always tell her that it was alright.
After a few days, Angela called notifying me of some mail that was addressed to me from the Attorney General that she had received. I was very surprised to hear her ask about another child that I had with another woman. I tried to convince Angela I was unaware of another child, which I clearly knew about the possibility, because it was my secret. I was devastated because my secret I wanted to keep was coming out. Sad, I now lived my life knowing there is no secret that would remain because of this unknown person, who could even be Angela.
This unknown person was calling Taylor with the aim of destroying my relationship with her. Now it was time for me to out think the stalker. Approaching Taylor with this information brought to my attention by Angela was very difficult for me to do, but I had no choice. I felt Taylor would be more understanding if it came from me, rather than the unknown person. Approaching Taylor in fear of losing her, I had no choice but to tell her the disappointing news.
A few days after the disappointing news to Taylor, returning home from work she approaches me with the word of being contacted by the unknown person.
Over the years myself and Angela have grown into mature amazing co-parents. Putting our children first and overcoming all obstacles. But, till this day, I am unaware of the unknown person.
I started telling my story in search of finding closure, but instead I felt disgusted with everything my eyes could see written by my own hands. I now understand reasoning for everything that was brought onto me and why whomever chose to do it. I have been angry for many years, but now I am grateful enough to say, I am truly sorry!