You now see why it was important to point out his nigh-blackmail talk of how not wanting to date him ruined his plans for paying my medical bills, and how threatening his general behavior came across: so that what she says here makes more sense.
Subject: Ed
Jun 15, 2009 at 1:29 PM
So since you're not online, I figured I'd send this to you so you're aware of it. If I don't do it now, I'll forget and close the IM.
AIM IM with castlecrash.
2:21 PM
castlecrash: I'm aware I normally don't IM you, so I'll make this quick: have you heard from Jo, and if so, is she doing well?
Heather: This is Ed, right?
castlecrash: Yes.
Heather: Seriously dude, she told you to leave her alone. I'm not telling you shit about her because she told you to leave her alone. You have no right to be asking other people about her well being, you need to leave her the fuck alone.
castlecrash: I intend to honor that. I'm asking if she's doing well in Florida. Unless, of course, you consider it an act of malice to ask if someone is, you know, alive and well as opposed to the opposite.
2:25 PM
Heather: I'm not telling you a goddamn thing about her. Leave her the fuck alone and get on with your life. You have no goddamn business asking after her.
castlecrash: Out of curiosity, exactly what did she tell you about me?
Heather: I've heard a fair few things. Nice job with the threats and the needling to show her what a great man you are, by the way. Real men are really awesome at the passive aggressive BS you tried to pass off. If only all men had your obviously manly qualities.
castlecrash: Threats? WTF?
Heather: Seriously, fuck off. This is bordering on harassment.
castlecrash: Fine. Believe whatever you wish.
castlecrash has gone offline
I know I should have been better at holding my tongue, but all the BS he put you through then he tries to drag me into it... didn't exactly sit well with me, as you can imagine. And see. From the conversation. But I figured you'd want this for the file since it's getting really out of hand what he's doing.
xoxo
-Heather
Argh, I'm sorry he dragged you into this. I hope he's not bothering anyone else I know. I don't know why he thinks I moved, I was in school JUST the other day and I was in the cafeteria with his roommate!
Thanks for sticking up for me and giving him a piece of your mind. *heart*
Not your fault sweetie, don't worry about it. Neither of us could have predicted that he would have done this. I mentioned it to Curt too, so that if Ed tried it again with him he;d be aware. No one else was online that I could talk to at the time.
I figure this is a decent record of how it's going down if it keeps happening to other people.
It did.
He told his roommates to talk to me, for one. I also believe whatever I said to them passed back to him, at which point I had to tell his friends not to talk about me to him because I just didn't want him knowing anything about me. I was content to let him believe I was in Florida but of course the illusion was dashed once we actually shared classes together.
The little weirdo would try to sit as close as possible to me in class or the library, would try to insert himself into conversations I had with other classmates (y'know, ones I LIKED), and mutter angrily to himself all the time while near me.
I'm not kidding. He was always... muttering... grumbling, under his breath, around me. Or talking towards me, but not at me. Or to people next to me, or people talking to me.
He also kept emailing me. Over and over again. For years.
The first one I must have deleted the original of, because I forwarded it to myself and some people I knew, so the title is different. The timestamp should at worst be a day or two off and no more. Actually it appears to have been sent shortly after Heather sent me her correspondence log.
Subject: Ed's FOR SERIOUS REALS "last"-las
Jun 15, 2009 at 8:13 PM
From him, to me.
To hell with a senseless promise. What is sooner spoken then broken will be ignored for this letter.
I somehow doubt you will read this, but in the unlikely event you do, best of luck in Florida. Hope you have a roof over your head and food in your belly. And, if nothing else, I hope Florida treats you better than Tennessee did. Those landlords did genuinely ream your family.
Oh, and for the road. :P You did attempt to genuinely injure me, but I saw and stopped most of that in advance, and therefore am not upset. Take care, and leave Tennessee with the knowledge that you have one friend, whether you have the sense to appreciate it or not.
From him, to me.
Likely this won't even be read, and you won't appreciate a hello from me, but, hello. Naturally you will draw your own reason for this communication. Here is the primary cause: for your last birthday, I made what might have been an incredibly stupid oath to remain your friend. I state it like that because I remain genre savvy about the one-sided nature of this friendship of mine. This is rather awkward to me because if you spoke to me, you could trust me. If I spoke to you, not a chance in hell; you are required to re-earn my trust.
(Can't read between the lines huh? I guess calling you vain, presumptUous, arrogant, smug, annoying, rude, immature, a bad date, a bad kisser, a bad friend, a bad person, a child, an asshole, and a dweeb didn't do it for you?
Seriously. My bar is just too high. Clearly, no mortal can reach it. My expectations pierce the atmosphere and even Buzz Aldrin would be hard-pressed to follow at this rate.
lolol I have to re-earn his trust and do damage control
yep great way to make me want to talk you again dude
freakin' asshat)
Subject: Re: Ed
From me, to her.Argh, I'm sorry he dragged you into this. I hope he's not bothering anyone else I know. I don't know why he thinks I moved, I was in school JUST the other day and I was in the cafeteria with his roommate!
Thanks for sticking up for me and giving him a piece of your mind. *heart*
Subject: Re: Re: Ed
From her, to me.Not your fault sweetie, don't worry about it. Neither of us could have predicted that he would have done this. I mentioned it to Curt too, so that if Ed tried it again with him he;d be aware. No one else was online that I could talk to at the time.
It did.
He told his roommates to talk to me, for one. I also believe whatever I said to them passed back to him, at which point I had to tell his friends not to talk about me to him because I just didn't want him knowing anything about me. I was content to let him believe I was in Florida but of course the illusion was dashed once we actually shared classes together.
The little weirdo would try to sit as close as possible to me in class or the library, would try to insert himself into conversations I had with other classmates (y'know, ones I LIKED), and mutter angrily to himself all the time while near me.
I'm not kidding. He was always... muttering... grumbling, under his breath, around me. Or talking towards me, but not at me. Or to people next to me, or people talking to me.
He also kept emailing me. Over and over again. For years.
The first one I must have deleted the original of, because I forwarded it to myself and some people I knew, so the title is different. The timestamp should at worst be a day or two off and no more. Actually it appears to have been sent shortly after Heather sent me her correspondence log.
Subject: Ed's FOR SERIOUS REALS "last"-last letter
Jun 15, 2009 at 8:13 PMFrom him, to me.
To hell with a senseless promise. What is sooner spoken then broken will be ignored for this letter.
I somehow doubt you will read this, but in the unlikely event you do, best of luck in Florida. Hope you have a roof over your head and food in your belly. And, if nothing else, I hope Florida treats you better than Tennessee did. Those landlords did genuinely ream your family.
Oh, and for the road. :P You did attempt to genuinely injure me, but I saw and stopped most of that in advance, and therefore am not upset. Take care, and leave Tennessee with the knowledge that you have one friend, whether you have the sense to appreciate it or not.
Subject: Just saying hello
Oct 22, 2009 at 7:32 AMFrom him, to me.
Likely this won't even be read, and you won't appreciate a hello from me, but, hello. Naturally you will draw your own reason for this communication. Here is the primary cause: for your last birthday, I made what might have been an incredibly stupid oath to remain your friend. I state it like that because I remain genre savvy about the one-sided nature of this friendship of mine. This is rather awkward to me because if you spoke to me, you could trust me. If I spoke to you, not a chance in hell; you are required to re-earn my trust.
By the way, recently read your page. Hope life is dealing you good cards. Oh, and I will be attending game night. I don't expect to see you there, but I figured you might want the heads up. You have been going somewhat out of your way to avoid a social situation with me, and the information might be useful to you.
On an aside, why did you terminate our friendship? It isn't because you hate me, that has been painfully clear to me. That hatred was an act, to a point. So it raises the issue of why our friendship terminated. I believe I have discovered why our relationship ended, and even why you refused to be upfront about it. (If my hypothesis is correct, it is actually quite understandable.) But the friendship termination continues to elude me. I've reviewed our transcripts, and I cannot read between the lines. That is all I know, is that there is something there I am not seeing, and that it should be painfully obvious.
No matter, in the end.
So where am I going with this? All I'm doing is reminding you that you continue to have a friend, and in this state, always will have one. Unquestionably if you did read this, you will also see some kind of mind game in it. Quite frankly, I'm also surprised you read this far. I presumed you would simply delete first and ask questions later.
Simply put, any time you wish to reopen communications, I will attempt to oblige. But in the unlikely event you actually care, you have some damage control to initiate. Either way, best of luck with life, as always.
(Can't read between the lines huh? I guess calling you vain, presumptUous, arrogant, smug, annoying, rude, immature, a bad date, a bad kisser, a bad friend, a bad person, a child, an asshole, and a dweeb didn't do it for you?
Seriously. My bar is just too high. Clearly, no mortal can reach it. My expectations pierce the atmosphere and even Buzz Aldrin would be hard-pressed to follow at this rate.
lolol I have to re-earn his trust and do damage control
yep great way to make me want to talk you again dude
freakin' asshat)
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