False Accusations

It all started as a nice, simple, normal day. Chilling out and doing the odd bit of housework, just how I like it. Then come the evening my world came crashing down, yet again because of Dale. I was surfing the net as I usually do in the evening and a little box popped up in the bottom right hand corner of the screen. “New message from Dale Forth” the cheery little box announced. I felt my heart pounding hard in my chest as I clicked on the e-mail icon.
“heya jennie just admittted that you been shagging drew since before you left, we knew you was shagging around i said it before, you dirty slag you will burn in hell even tho you are a christian, slut, but then you alaways were fucking some bloke behind my back wernt u, 3 so far by our count. jonathon says I HATE YOU BECAUSE OF WOT U DONE AND ALL THE LIES U TOLD, POOR BLOKE ANDREW YOURE NEXT VICTIM,”
Oh my God. When will he ever give up and what the hell has Jennie been saying and why?! Had she found out about Lou and I? If so then I understand why she would be spreading shit about me, or had Dale done his usual trick and twisted the truth in his head and now believes his story till death? Three people??? Ok, so who could they be (according to Dale that is!)… Obviously Drew, he accused me of sleeping with my old manager only two weeks after I met the guy! But who could the third be? Perhaps Lou, he was the first man he accused me of fancying?
Almost immediately after this e-mail, the now not so cheery little box popped up saying “New message from Dale Forth”. I now felt sick and hesitantly clicked to bring up the new e-mail. This one started off by saying “stop sending Viagra and impotency stuff, my cock works well and I have never had any complaints before or after you. Hm, well I could argue the point but there really is no point! From what I remember he was small, always came too quick and really was nothing impressive. I also hasten to add that I haven’t been sending him anything. I have had no contact with him for just over a month, and didn’t really intend on having any contact ever again.
Once again the little pop-up box appeared revealling that I have a new message from Dale. God when will this ever end? I thought to my self and then laughed out loud when I opened the message. I couldn’t help it, the thought of what I was supposedly doing was absolutely hilarious with my current disability! It was a very short and not so sweet email saying “and can you also stop trying to break into our home to steal things, I have already told you we have changed the locks, I have informed the police of your activities and they have taken finger prints, see you in court.”
How on earth am I even supposed to get there to break in, I have a very much broken leg for God’s sake! Plus there is nothing in the flat that would be worth stealing! I took all of the things which were rightfully mine when I left, surely if I wanted to steal anything I could have quite easily done it back then! And my finger prints are bound to be all over the flat, I lived there for just over a year! That guy has completely lost the plot, I just worry about poor Jonathon getting caught up in the middle of all of this and being fed lies from his father constantly. I think he will grow up to be a really twisted kid who uses and abuses women, he’ll never trust them that’s for sure. Such a shame as he is such a sweet little boy, or he was before I left when I last saw him.

I tried to phone Jennie on both her mobile and landline, but got no response. Perhaps Dale was still over there and she couldn’t talk? Or what if she new the truth about me and Lou? She must have been absolutely fuming and I would understand her not wanting to talk to me. I rang Lou’s phone and again no answer. What the hell was going on? My heart was pounding in my chest and I could barely breath from the shock of everything that was happening then came a message which made my heart stop.
Barry text me saying “Hey Kelly, Could you ring Jennie at home? She said she had something urgent to tell you. B” Oh dear God. What if she had told Barry and Phillis about the Lou having an affair? That would ruin practically every single friendship I have in Taunton. I tried calling both Jennie and Lou, and again, no response. I was getting really worried now and decided to take the plunge and to call Barry.
He answered on the fourth ring and I just launched into it… “Hi Barry, hope you’re ok, what the hell is going on? I can’t get hold of Jen nor Lou, no one’s answering the house phone and Dale has sent me some pretty nasty emails accusing me of having affairs and apparently Jen has told him I was having an affair!” Phew, and breath… Sad as it sounds I really did have to tell myself to breath! My heart was in my throat as I waited for his response, the tension on the line was phenomenal, but he soon burst into life and explained what he could for me.
“Listen, Kell, Dale has been round here too and he was in a right state. He had obviously been drinking heavily and well, you know what he gets like when he has been drinking. I’m not sure if he was on anything but it wouldn’t surprise me in the slightest.” He drew in a deep breath and began to explain about the visit saying how when Dale arrived he was making a big scene out in the street and getting very fired up and lairy demanding to come in to discuss my affairs and how much of a slut I was and why they had kept all of my secrets and helped me lie to him.
They reluctantly let him in the house as he had his son Jonathon with him. The poor kid. He is only seven years old and has already been through enough in his short life, he doesn’t need a psychotic father as well as a schizophrenic mother (birth mother not me I hasten to add!)! He launched into a verbal attack on both Barry and Phillis calling them both liars and telling them that Jennie has admitted to him about me having been seeing Drew before I left him and that there were several other men I had been with which according to Dale, both of them knew about all of my “affairs”, He also went on to say that Richard (our minister) had been lying to him to cover for me and that everyone in the church was against him. Apparently he even decided to call me a few select names openly in front of my poor step son.
Barry also added that both of them looked pretty rough, not what I wanted to hear as I am already worried sick about how well Jonathon is being looked after! I suddenly heard Phillis (Jennie’s mother) pipe up in the background, “Honey I think we ought to call round and see Jennie, I can’t get through to her either and I’m really worried.” That made me feel scared, obviously with the state that Dale was in, he could do anything. He had a violent past and easily flipped when he had been drinking. I left them to it and continued to try to get through to either Jennie or Lou.
An hour later Phillis called me saying she now had the full story, from Lou who wasn’t even there at the time of Dale’s visit. It turns out that he had barged his way into the house with the excuse that Jonathon wanted to see Jennie’s son. The two kids used to be best friends with in the church, but obviously with everything that had been going on with Dale and I, Dale had withdrawn from the church and stopped Jonathon seeing Jen’s son. So why he would suddenly decide to let him go and see the other kid is beyond me!
Not only that but it was way past Jen’s son’s bed time and considering that he is only 5 years old, it is kind of obvious that he wouldn’t be up and ready for a play date at near 9pm! Plus Jonathon should be in bed as well! He has such crap parenting skills! ARGH! But I’m not going to get involved, he can bring up his son how he likes and would only create more problems and stress for Jonathon if I was to go to Social Services. And just think, if he didn’t have the kid to think about, I dread to think what he would do to me, for all I know he could start stalking me and maybe even harm me, he scares the pants off me.
So glad I’m out of that relationship now. Despite hearing that he is currently car-less I still dead bolted and chained the front door. If he really wanted to, he’d get here and I dread to think what he would do if he did come round.