So... I'm going to tell you a story about my arch nemesis, and how I got my revenge. I'm not particularly proud of this, but... this guy deserved everything he got. I was also an angry, intelligent, youth that had a flair for drama.
When I was 19 I lived in a party house. I had my own room, that was kept locked because I had some expensive electronics. This guy... K... broke the door and stole my electronics while attending a party at my house. After asking around about K, I found out he was a very shady person, and untrustworthy. Apparently he had stolen things from other people's houses after he'd been invited in. I don't know why he was invited to our house, or who invited him. (He kinda looked like, and sounded like J-Roc from Trailer Park Boyz)
I was an angry youth, so I went to his house and threatened him and his friends with a baseball bat. He wouldn't come out, so I turned my fury on his precious car (actually owned by his mother). She called the cops, pressed charges, and I got probation and restitution. Shortly after, I moved an hour away to get away from the party house.
Fast forward 3 years. I'm done with probation, and repaid my restitution. I found a new job, and moved to a new town, not far from my old town. I'm a DJ at a local sports bar, playing house/dance/techno music. One night, while partying with some friends, K comes to my booth to make a request. I recognize him, but he didn't recognize me. I chat with him a bit, and confirm it is him. He tells me he sells drugs... mostly coke, but some weed.
I'm also working at a local vehicle dealership detailing vehicles. I worked with a super cute girl named A. A flirted with me... quite a bit. She wasn't 21 yet, so she couldn't come dance, but she said her boyfriend K liked going to the bar I work at. I laughed and said I knew of him, and got some background info on them. Together for 4 years, and she's unhappy because he's a lazy slob.
A plan formulates in my revenge seeking brain....
One Saturday night I have off from my DJing duties because a shitty band was playing. I went to DJ at a house party instead. I ran into A and some mutual friends at this house party. K was nowhere to be seen. I flirted with A... took her out to my car, and banged her in the back seat. I left a hickey on the back of her shoulder... where she couldn't see... hoping K would see it. We exchanged numbers, and agreed to hook up again a few nights later when K was at work. We hooked up every night K was at work for about 2 weeks I kept leaving hickies on her back.
Two weeks later I ran into K at the sports bar. I had tipped my bouncer friend off what was going to go down, and had him accompany me to talk to K. I chatted up K, while the B the Bouncer stood watch nearby. I happily explained to him who I was, and asked him if he remembered me. He did not... but he did remember the night I threatened him with a baseball bat. Then he remembered he had stolen from me, and apologized. After the apology I explained that I had been fucking his girlfriend of 4 years for the past two weeks. I told him about the hickeys I had left on her back as proof. I told him about her tattoo, and that awesome little thing she does with her tongue. B stepped in at this point, and told him he was banned from the bar for selling drugs.
I gave her a heads up via text, and apologized for using her in my revenge scheme. She never responded to me, and she never showed up at work again. None of our mutual friends ever heard from her either.
I found out through the same mutual friends that K got stabbed in a barfight a year later and wound up a paraplegic. Last I had heard, he lives with his mother in the same town he grew up in. And he's an even bigger asshole now.