The day Laurie learned to use her big fat mouth!!!
It's true that when you don't fully take care of the problem when it happens, it can fester and become something even bigger...especially with a sociopath. Laurie is that sociopath.
It has come to my attention that way back in high school that this girl that harassed me was getting in trouble for the sexual harassment she was causing. Believe me, she was a royal pain in my ass. Pushing me, shoving me in the back in a crowd of my friends and calling me out as a "FLAMING FAGGOT"...I've heard got her suspended from school. I've never told anyone anything about that. I never told my father, a high school weight lifting coach, my friend's father a school administrator, any of the teachers or any of my friends (they all saw)...I just told her to shut up and walked away. I never told my family, never complained about it to anyone. I didn't even speak about it to any of my friends. It didn't really appear to phase me. I figured that there wasn't really anything that I could do about it. I wasn't going to fight with a girl. I knew she would just get worse. It didn't make sense. I guess someone or some people must have said something to school officials and she got in trouble. Nobody ever said anything to me about it. They never told my parents either. If they did, my parents never told me. This apparently made Laurie even more vicious.
That eventually led to Laurie's big event.
This is what I've heard.
Since Laurie had cause three or four ambushes...one at a party and three at school, I knew that I should avoid her. I didn't really know who she was and didn't really even know her name. I just figured she was some kind of freaky loadie girl that did drugs or something....someone to be avoided. Not hard. I wasn't friendly with anybody she knew so...ces't la vie. The background story was that she was beginning her "major obsession with me" and that she had begun looking for people to assault me but she couldn't do it at school so she sought out one of my friends, a beautiful girl named Becky whom was friendly with some of the bad boys at school. Her mom was a teacher and one of the bad boys mom was a teacher. All of us were friends at one point. When Becky's birthday rolled around, Laurie spread the rumor of a HUGE party at Becky's home. Me, knowing the potential for a fight to start, avoided that party as if the plague was about to start. I loved my best friend Becky, but her friends were to be avoided. I stayed home that night, but I knew all about the party about to blow up.
Everyone did!
The night came and went. As expected, that party was the disaster I'd anticipated. Every single person in the universe showed up at my friend's home, drinking and ready to party which would NOT have been acceptable with Becky's parents. Laurie showed up looking for a fight with me and her druggie friends. Of course, I wasn't there...but someone just as good showed up. One of my closest friends Kelly, one of the Colonel's daughters from the Marine Corps base showed up with a guy that looks a lot like me, Rob, the USMC's Commanding General's son. Two of the town's Military Royalty and two of the nicest kids in school. Laurie, fucked up as usual, and pissed off because of being kicked out of school....thought I was driving the car and demanded a fight. She thought I was in the car driving Kelly and shoved one of the druggie kids in front of the car when the pair decided to leave as the thugs approached them....the druggie kid got run over and his femur was snapped. Laurie started telling everyone that "Kevin Bond ran him over! Kevin Bond ran him over!" Everyone knew it wasn't me. I wasn't there. The party was a huge bust.
Everyone saw Laurie shove the kid in front of the moving vehicle as the two military kid tried to flee for their lives. They knew they were being ambushed! They didn't even know they hit the kid...they were afraid for their lives. This is how scary Laurie and her friends were, even then. Afterwards...Laurie fled the scene with the kid lying there in agony...to a friend's home...acting like she hadn't done a thing. Still claiming I was involved. I was nowhere near there...I was home, in bed, far away.
My friends would all end up punished and grounded for months. The thugs would all end up suspended, expelled, in a cast and I never saw Becky ever again. Still haven't. Laurie would return to school much more meek and mild, but would have one more incident with Kelly that got her suspended again. The thing I never heard of was how hard Laurie tried to make the whole thing all about me. I wasn't even at that fucking party. I've never had a single thing to do with anything about it. Nothing. I didn't go. I wasn't there. I only heard about it. I knew it would be trouble. I've never heard about the details. My friend Kelly never spoke about it. It was probably something that was agreed to out of court. I think that is probably one of the biggest mistakes that was made. The problem is that when people enter into these civil settlements for privacy, the real victim never gets told how dangerous the situation really was for him. I agree that the injured parties were the kids involved, but the intended victims inside and outside the car weren't the only ones. As safe as I was in my bed that night....I was the intended victim. Years later, a bullet through my car window would prove that. After that, my shattered skull would prove it again.
The frustration of my ability to avoid her violent behavior has grown into her obsession to kill her perceived slights....I don't want to be her victim and she knows it.
