This POST IS FOR STAR RAGE… 

Back in January, I made a promise to Star that if she blogged for 3 months, that I would post the following story.   While she has not completed three months as of this date, I do think she has done a wonderful job, and thus she should be rewarded.  So for her, and for all of you, I present:  Meanest thing I have ever done.

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Everyone knows I have a Dark Heart.  I got the nickname in college for a good reason; I could be a complete fucking bitch.  While I was attending college at UC Santa Barbara, there was a girl there that absolutely made my life hell.  She hated me.  Her initials were MB.

It all started my freshman year when her boyfriend at the time developed a crush on me.  I had ZERO interest in him.  Nothing ever happened, but from that point on, MB was on a war path with me.  Personally, I avoided her.  I was not into girl drama fights, if I was going to fight, it was with a dude.  Over the next three plus years she made my life hell.  She spread rumors about me.  She called me names.  Her sorority gal pals all called me names and spread rumors.  Fuck, I just got a ton of shit from these girls.  I never fought them back.  I just let it happen.

Now I really did not give a shit what names they called me.  I have always never been interested in being popular, or what other people think.  As far as I was concerned, she was just a hormonal bitch that had nothing going on in her life.  You have to realize that by my senior year in college, I was not a happy person.  Karin had been killed two years earlier, and I was not over it.  I also had been viscously raped, and then had to endure the whole release of the video of it, and I was not dealing with the situation at all.  In a sense, I was a shell of a person.  I just was getting by day to day.  Inside of me, I had so much anger and hurt.

At graduation time, I received an academic award that I worked really hard on.  For the first time in years, I was really excited about something – yes it was silly – and was so happy to share it with my family.  At the awards ceremony, MB was spreading the rumor that I fucked my way into the award.  She even said it in front of my parents and grandparents.  It just ruined the night for me because my family almost believed her.  I was furious.

I knew exactly what I was going to do; I was going to ruin her wedding day.

MB being the Hell-A princess that she was, was getting married two weeks after graduation.  Since sorority girls talk, I found out exactly where and when.  I was going to wreck her day, just like she wrecked mine.   I knew exactly what I was going to do.

I got to the swank San Diego Hilton Bayfront on Friday afternoon and checked in.  I set up the room with a video camera pointing at the bed.  All I had to do was turn it on.  The wedding party was having a rehearsal dinner that night, so I sent a note into the groom.  Basically it said, “Come to my room tonight if you one last fun time.”   I signed my name to it and room number.  I knew he would show up, and sure enough, a little past 9:30 pm, there was a knock on the door.  I turned on the camera and let things happen.

I wasn’t completely sure he was going to fuck me, but just the tape of him being in my room I thought would piss her off enough.  Oh but it got better.  He sat on the bed and started telling me that he did not want to get married, and how MB was a total bitch, and he started crying.  It was perfect, and I made it better.  I was so sweet to him.  AND I fucked him.  OMG, he was totally moaning my name and telling how hot I was, and how he wanted me to be his wife.  Total KARMA baby! 

After we were done, it took me almost an hour to get him out of the room.  Finally he left, so I could edit the film.  It was a good 30 plus minute video, and at the time, my computer and the wifi in the room took forever to get it loaded up onto a site.  I did put a bunch of screen shots on the web page just so they would see them, and then I composed my email.  It was now just past midnight, and I sent out a link to the website in an email to the entire bridal party, and a few other people.  The subject of the email was “Look what Mark did tonight.”

Feeling completely victorious, I went down to the bar.   I just wanted a drink, and then my plan was to leave that night.  When I walked into the bar, it was not that busy for a Friday night.  I sat at the bar, and ordered a rum and coke.  Behind me, a male voice told the bartender to put it on his tab.  I turned to say thank you but no thanks, but he was a cute older man.  I like cute older men, so I thanked him.  He of course took that as a permission to sit with me. 

Guess what?

Turns out he was the bride’s dad.  OMG!  How I found out was that he asked me if I was in the bridal party.  I played dumb.  He then says something about his daughter getting married, and how excited it was despite the HUGE amount of cash he was spending.  He then goes onto to say how cool he is, and how smart he is, and how awesome he is and that I am so lucky to be sitting with him.  I think to myself, OMG, this is too good to be true.  TOTAL KARMA BABY.  Instantly I had a thought.  I almost has an orgasm thinking how cool it would be if she came running up as I was talking to him.  OH I WAS SO HOPING!!

He spent the next two hours bragging about his life, his success, and how cool he was.  The whole time I am pretending to care but in reality, the only thing I wanted was for his daughter to come running up and screaming about her wedding being ruined.  I waited until almost closing time, and he was becoming Mr. Hands.  I laughed to myself, and then I decided to be a bitch.  I thought, if I go back to his room…. 

He keeps on bragging, and I am thinking that MB is just like her dad.  He was very full of himself, and he really thought he was making the moves on me.  I was laughing.  What a fucking idiot.  I just kept ordering him drinks, after drinks.  I even tipped the bartender HUGE, of course all of the charges and HUGE top were on dick heads room tab.  The bartender really liked me. 

At 2 am the bar closed, and he asked me in a slur to come back with him to the room.  I did, and he was drunk, and he tried to fuck me but he had drunk dick.  It was laughable, but the best part was that he passed out.  So I stayed.  I even pulled my camera and took pictures of us, together, in bed.  I was just going to stay until morning…  hoping…

I fell asleep around 3 am, and at just past 5 am, all hell broke loose.  There was a knocking at the door, actually there was a girl screaming and banging on the door.  He got up, staggers to the door, and MB comes screaming into the room and is sobbing and screaming.  She is completely out of control.  She is yelling the wedding is off.  I hear her yell between sobs, “He fucked her.”   She was losing it.  He tries to calm her down.   A bunch of bridesmaids come into the room.  Total chaos.  Everyone is all talking and then one of them sees me. – The room went totally quiet. -

I am just sitting in the bed, smiling.

Her dad realizes that I was in the bed, and tries to introduce me.  MB starts screaming.  AND SCREAMING.  He has no clue what is going on.  The whole time I am just sitting there, in bed, smiling.  Total chaos.  She goes running out of the room, screaming.  It is now just past 5 am, and the whole fucking hotel is now awake because MB is running around screaming.

Her dad turns to me; he still has no clue who I am.  He starts to apologize, but I stop him.  I got up.  I got dressed.  As I am dressing, I tell him that his daughter had been a bitch to me in college and how she had ruined my day, and that I was the one who fucked her fiancé.  He just stood there stunned.  I left.  I walked to my room, and then I went to check out.  I told the clerk that I was leaving because there was too much noise and that I was upset.  They gave me the room for free.  lol

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I later heard that the wedding was called off.  I learned that poor dad had to pay a ton of money.  I learned that MB has never forgiven her dad.  One of MB’s sorority sisters saw me three years ago.  She just laughed.  She said, “Payback is a bitch.”  I smiled.

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Star requested this story because it is a small world.  Star has a friend that was at that wedding.  Star had heard the story.  One night in World of Warcraft, a few girls were bullshitting about mean things, and May begged me to tell everyone, so I did.  Star, who barely knew me, was stunned when she realized I was the girl from her friend’s story.   

Now it is up to Star to post something that she has promised….   hee-heee