"She's going to break your heart. Take my word for it. Then, when she's done with you, she'll break your spirit."
"No, Esme, I've loved her from the first time I saw her. She's perfect for me."
"Listen to me, Jimmy. I'm your older sister and I've seen a lot more of life than you have. I can tell what kind of person she is by what's she's doing. As soon as her cohort from Harrow Secondary was shipped over to our school after hers was shut down, the first thing she did was join the Cheerleader Squad. Not the Book Club. Not the Science Club. Do you know why?"
"Because she's beautiful?"
"Because she's superficial. She's hungry for popularity. I bet her plan is to marry a football player straight out of high school and spend the rest of her life making and raising babies. You, on the other hand, have a functional brain - you want to be a scientist, or writer or medic of some sort. You're going to spend the next ten years going to school. You won't be able to afford a growing family. You won't have the time because you'll be studying. She'll never understand the life of the mind because she doesn't have one."
"But, I love her, Esme. I can't get her out of my mind."
"Face it, Jimmy. You want to fuck her. At your age, that's pretty well your default ambition."
"No, I love her. And she'll love me, too. You'll see!"
And that's when Jimmy began his project to somehow get the girl of his dreams to fall in love with him. Her name was Honey McIntyre. Her hair was thick and blonde. Her eyes pale blue. Peaches and cream complexion. Medium height and weight. Always dressed in the latest fashion. Her father owned a construction company. They lived in the best part of town.
Jimmy's family, on the other hand, was struggling financially. His father was intermittently unemployed due to a personality disorder. Also, he was a drunk. His mother ran an unsuccessful clothing shop. Jimmy knew that the only way for him to get ahead in life was to become a professional something or other, which meant he had to find a way to attend an institution of higher learning that provided scholarships and other benefits.
Meanwhile, not only could he not focus on studying, but his mind would not shift away from thoughts of Honey. When he dreamed, Honey was there. When he woke up, he saw Honey in his mind. When he showered, he couldn't resist the urge to... He thought of her all the time - even while writing exams.
One day, he "accidentally" bumped into her in the hall between classes. The scent of her hair connected immediately with his groin. Feeling awkward, instead of saying that he was sorry, he blurted out, "Honey, I love you!"
Honey was about to say that the bump was no big deal but was unable to speak for a moment.
"I'm sorry, do I know you?" She asked as she looked him up and down with aversion. She could see instantly that he was not her type of person.
"No, sorry. No, you don't. You don't know me. Sorry." Jimmy stumbled off to the boy's restroom and wept quietly in a stall.
Jimmy started leaving little notes and gifts taped to her locker without signing them. Honey was thrilled at first because she thought that her secret admirer might be on the football squad.
Then Jimmy started watching Honey's home from the park across the street. One night, she looked out her window and saw him sitting on the bench staring at her. She began to feel anxious. When she noticed that he was there every night that week. she told her father about it and he went to speak with the stalker. Jimmy ran away when he spotted the man approaching him.
Jimmy's scholastic standing began to drop inexorably. He couldn't focus on studying. He spent most of his time daydreaming. Meanwhile, Honey's father had him followed by a private security firm.
Two men from that firm roughed him up the next time he was at the bench in the park. They warned him away from Honey and threatened him with broken limbs and worse if he didn't lay off.
When Honey started dating a quarterback, Jimmy began to lose his mind. He left notes filled with lies about the guy on her locker. He tried to start a smear campaign so she'd stop dating him. He booby trapped the dude's car door so he'd get a shock when trying to open it. He flattened his tires. He called the golf club where the guy worked part time and blackened his reputation.
When the cops finally came to arrest him, he claimed that he loved Honey and that they would be married soon. Honey was brought in for questioning with her father and she verified that he'd been stalking and frightening her and that they weren't even friends, let alone engaged.
At the trial, Honey mostly told the truth but her fear that he'd be released caused her to embellish and several lies were told. Those lies had to do with Jimmy threatening to kidnap and rape her. She was believed because...she was Honey and rich and beautiful and the quintessential stalking victim.
The judge tried to be impartial but Honey seemed to need protection - a fragile flower of femininity. Her father was the judge's best golfing buddy, so Jimmy spent the next 10 years not in school preparing to become a professional something or other, but instead was in prison. When he came out, no school would have him. Moral turpitude being the reason given.
Esme knew that it would come to this. And so it did. What she didn't know all those years before was that Honey would be involved in a car accident on the way to a party in senior year. Four girls in a Honda Civic rear-ended a transport truck. Two were decapitated. Honey, in the back seat, both legs broken, skull fractured. She lived, but not well. Paralyzed from the waist down, she gained so much weight that she had to have a custom-built wheelchair. She never walked again. She never married. She died in her 40s of an opiate overdose.
Jimmy eventually became a best-selling author and several of his novels were made into Hollywood movies. He married 3 times and fathered 5 children. His first book was titled "Obsession".
©Ellen Pepper 2025