My stalker across the sea

Throwback to Christmas break of 2018. One night while I was out with my friends at a bar, I got a text from my dad. Telling me to be careful because a certain someone was looking for me in my home town. I thought nothing of it and moved on, not wanting to ruin my night with things I couldn’t change.<br><br>My friends and I ended up going to an after hours club and staying there pretty late. It was around 6 am and me and my friend were in the parking lot smoking. We were having a smoke when I hear footsteps coming towards us. I turn around and see this girl with bright pink hair. Her face was familiar but I couldn’t quite put my finger on who she was.<br><br>She comes up to us, smiling and says “long time no see”. Still confused, I’m trying to play it cool and pretend I know her. She starts talking to me like we’re long lost friends, asking how I was and what I was up to after graduating high school. I’m still confused and try to play it cool. She asks if I wanted to come to her place with our mutual friend to hang out. I say sure, thinking she knew him better than I.<br><br>As we’re walking to the car, I whisper to my friend if he knew her. He says no, but he remembers me telling him a story about a girl who stalked me. I was like “oh shit!”. It was her. She was a girl I met back in high school, we were only friends for a couple months. I decided I didn’t want to be friends with her anymore (for reasons I’ll get into) and I blocked her on all my social media accounts. She was from a wealthy family and they were able to afford to travel often. I found out she went to the same after hours club I was in. I was in shock and didn’t know what the hell to do.<br><br>Somehow, she was able to find me in a different country, across the ocean, at a specific club in a city I don’t even live in. I was only there for a week visiting my parents while on winter break. We get into her car and start driving to her place, I was already light headed because of the lack of sleep but at this point, I’m just terrified. I don’t know what she was capable of and I was stuck in her car.<br><br>We get to her condo and she starts making breakfast. Her and my friend were talking while I just sat there on the couch, observing how batshit crazy this girl was. She was talking about school, her friends, her parents, and her life like everything was normal. She offers me a plate of food, I didn’t want to eat but I didn’t want to make her angry. At this point I’m already freaking out. I text my dad with her address, asking him to please come get me and telling him I was being held hostage by this crazy girl.<br><br>She sees me on my phone and asks who I was texting. I was honest and told her my dad and she got angry. I was thinking the worse, but she just started venting to me and my friend about how much she hated my family and how much she resented them. I thought it was my dad and brother she had the problem with, boy was I wrong. She was mad at my mom. Apparently she got mad at my mom for telling her to leave me and my family alone.<br><br>She started talking about how she went to all my social media accounts, she didn’t have any pictures of herself in a year because she was stalking my profile, trying to find out what I was doing with my life. I only use my Instagram to keep in touch with my friends back home, it’s not like I post anything worth stalking me over. She then asked me if I was still living in the same house. I was honestly scared of what she would do if she knew where I lived, so I lied and told her I moved out last year. She seemed to buy it and moved on.<br><br>I was still hungry from being up all night so I ate my food. We were there for hours while she vented to us about her life, her relationships, and her psychotic episodes. At one point she pulled out two knives and was juggling them while talking to us. I was Watching her in amazement, wondering how someone could be so nonchalant while wielding weapons. She then proceeds to pull out a gun, which she used to point at her head while she was talking. Let me tell you, that was the most chilling thing I’ve ever seen in my life.<br><br>My dad finally shows up, after what felt like an eternity. I was so fucking happy to see him walk through the door. I grabbed my stuff and said goodbye to my friend, who volunteered to stay behind with her. I found out later that day she had taken him to the beach, where she proceeded to harass a group of people who were sunbathing. She was throwing rocks at them because they wouldn’t let her use their water gun. My friend was freaking out and wanted to leave but she wouldn’t let him. She ended up taking him to the hospital because she thought she had heat stroke. And that’s the last time I saw or spoke to my stalker.<br><br>As for my friend, he said she gave him a call a while later and invited him to come over to her place and hang out. He said no and ended up blocking her number. I later found out she had been in a psych hospital for the last year. In and out of different treatments and facilities. She ended up dropping out of college and moving away to a different city. <br><br>I’m glad nothing bad happened but that was the most terrifying experience of my life.