Before we get started on this post let me emphasize this point...this is not a metaphor for violence by me toward anyone, it is what it is like being the target Lisa uses to grab the attention of Missy the dancer...Laurie will try to make it sound different than what is meant. It means simply that I am a human sacrifice for the object of Laurie's affection and attention.
Have you ever seen a cat drag in a dead mouse and leave it for it's owner as a way of showing affection. It's like the cat is saying, "see, look how much I love you. I'm leaving you this dead mouse that I caught to show you my affection".
Well that might be all fine, well and good for the cat...but usually it freaks out the owner.
I am a person, but to Laurie, I'm the mouse. I've always been considered less than a person by her and she's always seen herself superior to me. When I would have success and she would be sitting on her fat lazy ass, it magnified the differences between the two of us. When she found out that Missy, from the Genlemen's Club, had a connection with me through my friend, Bessie, Laurie decided to show Missy how powerful she was by delivering a "bullet for her would be Valentine, Missy". Unfortunately for me, I was the recipient of her bullet...I guess she figured that an offering of a dead gay friend of her friend would grab her attention...
That brings me to another rumor that I am not aware of. I have heard that two of the ladies from that club were murdered...I don't know if that is an urban legend or if it is true. If it is true that would be three human sacrifices that might just get the attention of Missy that would have worked at that club with her. At any rate, I have heard this story from Lisa and her friends so the threat should be taken seriously at any rate. I don't go to Cathedral City any more and I would avoid that area on Perez Road altogether...
Perhaps she wants to scare Missy into a "relationship" with her or perhaps she's so sick that she thinks that killing people shows affection, but either way being the object of Laurie's hate is not a comfortable position to be in. Maybe Missy knows more than Laurie wants her to know and she uses these criminal acts to keep her silent. At any rate it isn't a comfortable situation for Missy or myself to be in. Missy has tremendous feelings of responsibility for our safety and, of course, I'm the one getting shot at and raped. Neither position is fun...and neither is funny.
Once again, being the human sacrifice for Lisa's sick love for another woman is not something that I want to continue, but the level of person it takes to come up with something like this is beyond words that I can use to tell you. This situation is crying for help...I just get through the best that I can.
How many people have been targeted to show Laurie's love for Missy or her disdain for the rejection Missy shows toward her? I don't know. I do know that I have to be careful all the time because of it.
A bullet for a Valentine is a sick thing...and it is the trade that Laurie makes with my life almost every single day.
Along the lines of a bullet for her Valentine is this offering from this morning. Laurie admitted to buying ammunition for a small caliber hand gun while in Arizona. She said, "I didn't leave any way for them to trace that ammunition back to me". Not at all comforting by the way. What she did leave behind, from what I hear, IS THE AMMUNITION ITSELF AND A RECEIPT FROM THE STORE WHERE SHE BOUGHT IT. I want people to understand that you don't follow someone to Arizona, in secret, with a handgun, to have a conversation with them. She certainly wasn't there with a weapon to protect herself from me...I didn't know she had followed us. The only reason for her to have been there, with a gun...and bullets...was to commit a crime against a police informant. Another ambush. The fourth or fifth violent one so far.
We need pictures of her with that gun and that ammunition to be dealt with...I don't like being stalked.
