EPTI have fond memories of my times with Jessica, then I remember how crazy she could be. So, the night after I held her hand, I was once again at a party with Jessica. I was thinking all about Jane and then somehow this pretty awesome chick stumbled upon me.
Anyway, the party was going well. I went to the party separately from Jessica, but the second I walked in the door, I saw Jessica, got a small, the nod of the head, and I casually sauntered my way over to her conversation. I said hi to Jessica and a few of her friends and struck up the casual conversation about school, etc. So as we were chatting, I look out of the corner of my eye and see Jane. Jane and I were on uneven terms at this point and I think that seeing me with Jessica really bothered her, HAPPY DAY. Anyway, as the night progressed, we decided to watch a movie in someone’s huge basement. I had run upstairs to grab a soda right before the movie started and came downstairs. There were two spots open. One next to Jessica and the other one next to Jane. I looked at both of them, I got a smile from them both, but Jessica threw down and patted her seat and winked at me. Now, which one would you have chosen? Ms. Invitation or girl of your dreams? Ms. Invitation of course! So, as the movie progressed Jessica and I got more and more snuggly until she ended up on my lap and I wasn’t paying attention to the movie anymore (did I mention she had huge boobs?) Somehow, the movie ended and I had to catch a ride home with someone. Jessica offered me a ride home and I took it. I had a similar choice while sitting in the passenger seat of her car. Head inside or hang out and talk with Jessica? Jessica and I started talking and holding hands again. She was looking at me with this look on her face and started leaning close to me. I leaned into her, and instead of hugging her, (which I was seriously considering at this point) she grabbed the back of my head and laid a huge kiss with me. It was long and we lingered.. It was phenomenal. It was the first kiss of my life and I could not have been happier.
So, my relationship with Jessica continued to progress, but every now and again I noticed some odd things about Jessica. She was oddly obsessive about where I was at certain times of the day and any time she saw me with Jane (we studied for a class together), she would question me about what was going on. She even called me at 11 o clock demanding to know why I was "hanging out with that stupid dirty slutfaced whorebag." Needless to say, as the obsessiveness progressed, my desire to hang out with Jessica waned. I was still the dutiful boyfriend, going with her to parties and such, but getting action just wasn't enough. Don't get me wrong. The big boobs were great, the occasional grope was nice, but I just couldn’t deal with this obsessiveness from a chick.
I had decided to just get rid of her after a month and a half. I knew Jessica was kind of crazy, but I wasn’t prepared for the pure amount of insanity that this night was to possess. So, for some reason I decided to go on a nice date with Jessica before getting rid of her, rather than just cutting ties with her and running. So I take her out to a nice restaurant and a movie and I took her home (my parents actually let me borrow the car). As we pulled up to her house, I turned to her and said something along the lines of “Jessica, this has been great, but I don’t think I want to be in a relationship with you anymore. I just want to focus on school”. She had a broken look on her face. And then it changed…… She got these crazy eyes. She grabbed her purse. And slapped me with it. I had been cold cocked by a chick. She proceeded to smack me a couple of more times before she got out. As I was reeling from the punches, she had started throwing things at my car. It started with a little thump and it was followed by profanity and progressively larger thumps. I decided that there was no way this would get any better and I took off.
Later that night, I get a knock on my door. Jessica is at the door begging me to get back together with her. She was apologizing and trying to be all nice. She promised she would fix whatever was wrong and hinted that she had seriously been considering to help me with “stress relief”. I carefully considered this, and then decided that this craziness was too much. I told her no and started shutting the door when she tried pushing into my house, swinging a handbag around the door to try and hit my head. She missed and I started cussing at her. I shut the door and had to try and explain to my parents why my ex girlfriend was on the front lawn cursing, throwing things, and screaming about how much she hated my guts. My loving mother went outside and somehow talked her down. I don’t know what she said, but Jessica never attempted to do anything with me again. I swear my mother was secretly a wizard or a member of the Men in Black and erased her memory. Either way, I was no longer with the crazy girl, but I was left with a general aversion to relationships.
