Three years ago I had attended a friend Jane's house party, I was visiting from London and had come back to my hometown to visit family and friends. There were a lot of people I knew, and one or two new faces. I would be the social butterfly that I always was and talk to everyone - I struck up a conversation with Anthony one of the guys there, at 24 he was 3 years younger than me and lived in a town not too far away.
He struck me as a little odd, but harmless as he wasn't drinking, he sat on the sofa clutching a big bottle of Coke like it was a baby and kept telling everyone how he didn't drink, and didn't do drugs. There was nothing strange about this to me as a few people at the party were in the same boat as him.
We chatted about music and how we knew our mutual friend, and after about 10 minutes of conversation, I left and went to talk to other people.
A few days later after I had returned to London, he sent me a friend request on Facebook, I accepted as I thought I would probably end up seeing him a few more times at the parties that Jane so often threw, and I didn't want to seem rude. He instantly IM'd me and was saying how it was great to meet me, and how he thought I was attractive. I straight away told him that although it was nice to meet him, I had been in a relationship for 6 years, and I was blissfully happy and that I wasn't interested. He accepted this and jokingly said "If you're ever single again, I want to take you out."
We would continue to chat occasionally, catching up and the like, he would tell me about his struggles with his Autism, and as I have a cousin who suffers severely with it, I would sympathise with him.
After about a year, my relationship took a sudden nose dive, and I ended up moving back to my hometown. Instantly he started to insist that he take me out for dinner, and that he wanted to make me his girlfriend. I told him point blank that I wasn't interested, and him acting this was was even making it difficult to be friends with him.
He would have severe highs a lows, and then would make passive aggressive statuses on Facebook saying how 'Girls don't like him cause of his Autism' and how 'He constantly gets friendzoned."
He would then start texting me - I have no idea how he got my number, but he would constantly ask me out, and I would decline. He would say how it's been years since he had sex/had a girlfriend and thinks I am 'the one'. I continued to tell him that I wasn't interested and that I don't think we should be friends anymore.
It was around this time that he had taken to commenting on my Facebook photos, saying things like "You'll be mine one day". One of his friend Joe had seen this, and had commented back saying "In your dreams mate, she is way out of your league."
Me and Joe had started talking, and we had a lot in common and an attraction to each other, needless to say Anthony lost his shit and started texting me saying that Joe was a 'girlfriend stealer' and how he was a 'cunt who deserved to die'. I broke off all contact with him at this point, blocked his number, deleted and blocked him on Facebook etc.
Joe started telling me that they went to college together, and he was always obsessive with girls, and was always really strange like this.
After a year and a half of being together, we parted ways - for reasons I would rather not discuss. I was sent a text from Jane just saying "LOOK AT THIS TUMBLR LINK", as I opened it, it was a fucking essay about me and how he was in love with me, how I was the one and how I was degrading myself by having sex with other men. He detailed how he wanted to have sex with me and get me pregnant, and how that would make me his forever. He kept repeating that Joe was a girlfriend stealer and he hated him, and the thing that creeped me out most was the sentence "She says she doesn't want me, but I will make her love me."
Soon after this, the post and blog got deleted, I never thought to screencap it as I never thought I would end up talking about it on a site like this.
A few weeks ago, I got a phonecall from a number, I was waiting for a takeaway and I know that the drivers usually call me for directions as my apartment is quite hard to find.
It was Anthony, and he begged me to hear him out and started to apologise for what he said, and told me his Autism was to blame. Being the soft touch that I am, I actually listened to him and agreed to listen to his apology. After about 2 minutes of talking the conversation went like this -
Ant: Guess where I am?
Me: Where?
Ant: I am at the football club. (this club is across the way from my apartment)
Me: Why the hell are you there?
Ant: I am drunk and stoned, I am sat in the field. I am having a wank cause I'm so horny and I know you live nearby. Its your fault I'm drinking and doing drugs, it's because you hurt me.
He then proceeded to moan my name down the phone. I promptly hung up, and I felt sick that he was so close to my home, and that he was doing that. I have no idea how he found out where I live, but I suppose with mutual friends, it wouldn't be that hard to find out. The rest of the night he would send dick pics and videos of himself cracking one out to my email/phone and messages about how he was horny.
In between all of this over the three years, I would get messages from girls calling me a tease and saying he had told them I was leading him on and using him. Others would say I cheated on him with his best friend from school and ran away with him.
One of these girls kept messaging me saying I was discriminating against him cause of his Autism, and when I said to her that wasn't the case, she called me a liar and scum etc.
Turns out, she is now pressing charges on him for sexual assault. They become friends, and he had declared his love for her after a few weeks and started to grab her breasts and ass in front of her fiancé!
I also had another woman I am friends with tell me that he randomly added her on Facebook, and within 10 minutes of talking he was sending her dick pics and telling her he was pleasuring himself to her photos.
This guy is a fucking scumbag who uses his disability to guilt people into feeling bad for him, when in fact he's a crazy ass stalker. He got this obsessive when he had only met me once, so I hope to god that his friend pressing charges will get him the help he needs.
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