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How long before Randy gives up? Will Jessalynn give him a chance and sit down and talk with him? Stay tuned.

-5-

The days following Randy's surprise visit at my home were awful. He was not kidding when he said that he would say when it was over and that things were just beginning. He was doing whatever he could to remind me that it wasn't over between us even though I had told him sternly over and over again that we were over and there wasn't anything he could really do to change that.

The rest of my time off was very eventful. After Randy left, and I managed to get some ice on Ted's face, my phone started ringing and beeping. It was Randy. Every time I would hit 'ignore call' he would hang up and call back again. The same with text messages. I ignored them but he just kept sending messages. When I finally programmed the phone to block his calls and messages, they stopped for a little bit. Until I started getting messages and phone calls from John's phone. Randy must have figured out that I had blocked him, so he recruited Cena and his phone to carry out his mission to annoy the hell out of me and force me to actually talk to him.

Ted was still suspended. He only spent two days at my house before he high tailed it back to Florida to spend the rest of his two week suspension. I would spend the remaining five days of my vacation alone in my house. Normally I would treasure this time alone in my home, away from the constant hustle and bustle of work. Randy was going to make that impossible.

Thursday

Ted had left earlier in the afternoon to go home. "Babe, I don't want to leave you like this, but I gotta get home. Randy really did a number on me." He was having second thoughts about being with me. It's been almost a whole year since we've had our first kiss, which led to all of this, and he was already bailing on me. "I'm not bailing on you, Lynn….I'm just gonna head home and take it easy. Try to figure out a way to deal with Randy when I get back." With a soft kiss on the lips, he took his bags and left for the airport, leaving me alone.

It started at 5:00 that afternoon-the constant phone calls and text messages from Randy. They went on and on until about 7:00 that night. I had half an hour of peace and quiet until the calls and messages started coming from John's phone. The first time the caller ID showed John's number, I answered it. I should not have done that.

"Hi, John…." I answered softly. Maybe John would know how I could get Randy to stop harassing me.

"Hey, bitch." It was Randy.

"Damn it, Randy. Leave me alone!"

"No."

"Why can't you leave me alone? We broke up. I found someone else. It's over. I don't like it when you call me names like that!"

"Wrong. You found someone else first and then broke up with me. You didn't even have the nerve to talk to me. You let your loser boyfriend do all the dirty work. All you did was be a whore. And tough shit. I'll call you whatever I want to."

"I am really sick and tired of you talking to me this way, Randy. It's over. Move on."

He chuckled. "Sweetheart, I told you before. It's over when I say it is-"

And that's when I hung up on him. The calls and messages went on, one right after another, until midnight when he finally stopped. Yes, I did shut my phone off for awhile to discourage him from trying to reach me-that had the opposite effect. He just tried harder.

Friday

Friday was my last day at home. I was planning on driving to my dad's house to try and escape from Randy's constant barrage of insults. I didn't get much reprieve hiding out at dad's. Randy had gotten to my oldest sister Abby. I barely got in the door and said hello to anyone before she pulled me aside and started in on me.

"Jessalynn….Is there anything you want to talk to me about?"

"No… I don't think so."

She was quiet for a moment. "Let's talk about Randy."

"Let's not. I'm tired of Randy. He's been really mean to me lately and I came here to 'escape' from him."

"He called me." Damn it. I knew eventually he would do that.

I sighed. "What did he say?"

"I'm actually a little worried about him. He is not handling your break up well. Six years is a very long time to be with someone. You bond with them. You share secrets with them. You make memories with them. The intimacy you share with them is something very special. The way you broke up with him wasn't right, Lynn."

"I know. But I didn't-"

"I know that you didn't know that Ted was going to do what he ended up doing. I think that all Randy really wants from you is an explanation. Help him understand what he did 'wrong' and what he did, or didn't do, that made your eyes wander."

"Abby, you have no idea what he's put me through this week. He's being really mean. He's been calling me names. He showed up at my house and beat the crap out of Ted. He calls me names like slut, bitch and whore. He claims he loves me and that he still wants to be with me. But, come on. You do not say those kind of things to the person that you say you love, right?"

She nodded. "I understand that. But he doesn't know how to go about getting you to talk to him."

"He called me 28 times in a row yesterday. He left me 15 voicemails and 54 text messages. When I wouldn't talk to him, he started calling me from John's phone. Abby, he threatened me. He called me a whore. He is not going to let this go! What exactly am I supposed to do?"

"Talk to him. Hear him out."

Easier said than done.