It’s Only A Matter Of Time (part 4)

I’ve had it rough, but not as rough as some others. It make me feel bad about telling my story….. things could always be worse. Maybe I am just after the attention. Well the last segment of my story is recent. On April Fool’s the girl from the last segment, made her move toward revenge, as if stealing my “friends” wasn’t enough. She and her new little group decided the best was to make me suffer was by creating a Craigslist account. They posted an ad stating I was a gay man looking for nudes and easy hook ups. They said I was easy, that I would do any and everybody…. they posted my phone number and told the men to send a nude shot right away. I got out of class and turned on my phone….. it exploded with texts, pictures, and phone calls. For two hours that’s all I got, I reported the ad did everything I could to get it taken down. I went to ask people about the ad…. the little ***** slammed the door in my face…. I was furious. So the next day the girl tells everyone she could whoop my ass. Well or private college is strict on violence so I reported her…. I got no help just more drama. A week later the girl knocks on my door starts yelling almost immediately about how I’m a snitch and I cant take a joke. Well she walks away and says I better watch my back cause she has stuff on me that could get me kicked out. So later a friend asks me to come outside and talk…. it was a trap. The entire group of people was waiting for me outside. The cornered me and started screaming and yelling… I couldn’t defend myself against five people not all at once. So I took off back to my apartment they followed me. I locked the door and started to freak out. They knocked and yelled for awhile then went away….. my other neighbor came to calm me down but as we sat and talked we heard a tazer….. they planned to use it on me…. we heard them say that. I again reported them to the school…. again no help. I live in a school owned apartment, everyday I’m afraid to go outside, to sit in class…… what did I do to deserve this? My online friend and I still talk its been almost six months…. almost longer than my longest relationship. He tells me he loves me everyday, and I have gotten to the point where I say it back.. and actually mean it. I have never told a man I loved him before, so this was hard for me to do. He saved my life that night…. sometimes I don’t know if it was a good or bad thing. He says if I go he goes…. I love him, but I could never be responsible for that…. so I’m alive, another day, another year. I fight on even though I only want to give up. He is the only reason I am still here. The only reason I go through the pain, the depression…… the darkness.