In my own words…I am Annaliesje.
Once upon a time, he broke me in a million pieces; it felt like tiny knives stabbing me over and over. That part is gone now. That was a little over a year ago, a week after Easter. Something I will never forget. A permanent scar, but at least this bleeding wound has healed. I am not perfect or innocent and have never claimed to be…I am human and I make mistakes.
I met Robb Demarest in March of 2015. I had been training to become a fitness instructor, my dream job. A Facebook junkie that I am, I was constantly looking at my favorite newsfeeds and liking my favorites, at times, making comments as most people do on Facebook.
I still remember that day, It was a Saturday morning, before leaving for training at the gym. I liked and commented on a few things on a page that Robb was included in; I can’t remember on what but I got so excited when he liked my comment.
All of a sudden, I got an instant message from Robb. He said simply, Indonesian?
My heart skipped, I was so excited.
I had been loving the paranormal shows and watched them all, since they had came out at the time. I always loved Robb and the fact that he spoke his mind and that he seemed strong and educated and had so much experience in the paranormal, but it was not really a crush on Robb, at first, I did not feel anything like that for him, but mainly a friend. Yup, that’s true.
We exchanged a couple more messages but mainly my nationality and my involvement with the Portland Underground (Shanghai Tunnels). I told him that I was a tour guide and told him of a few things that I had experienced down there. After a couple more messages, I had told him I had to leave for the gym.
I messaged my phone number and told him that he could message me anytime, he messaged saying, I am usually JUST ONLINE…I did not think too much about that message at that time.
I finished my class at the gym and noticed that he friend requested me…I was so excited and happy, I accepted quickly.
We messaged each other that night and from there it was almost daily. He usually would message at night or early morning. We started sharing little personal things about each other. I told him about the friends that I had that turned against me, being a human trafficking survivor and some of the strange things that were happening to me paranormal wise.
That I was seeing a psychic medium and had a ghost attachment named Nina from the Shanghai Tunnels.
He asked if I had any kids and I was slightly taken back when he asked me if I would ever get married again or have kids.
It had only been a week. I told him NO WAY…
He told me that he would make it his goal to change my mind about kids and marriage, that when he meets the right one, he wanted to have another baby and be married.
He had told me that he was DIVORCED and that he had 2 kids.
Almost daily, we continued messaging each other. But, I started to freak out a little bit because everything we did was ONLINE…
I told him, should I be worried about RED FLAGS? Why won’t you call me.
He then said that he was sorry, he did not live in the States but in Saudi. He did not have a phone, it was too expensive to use it there, so everything had to be online.
He then called me using the messenger phone, I still remember when I heard his voice for the first time, I got chills, I was so excited, I started to really fall for him.
We continued to talk of our stories and goals in life. He helped me through things that I was going through, the aftermath of Human Trafficking, also, I had an agent at the time, that was steering me in the wrong direction of filming and movies that almost ended up down a wrong path in LA.
I was very naïve and one thing I will have to say, Robb did save me on that. Little did I know he was seasoning me to believe in him and trust him with some of my very darkest times and personal accounts.
Everything happened very quickly, it was like a whirlwind for me. Within a few weeks, things were getting serious as we started sending cute little pictures to each other, mostly I would, he maybe had sent a total of 5 pictures of himself to me and no, no nudes.
He would joke at first and say that he can’t see much with all that clothes on.
I started showing my bra a few times, like a sneak peek and my lacey underthings. He would give me the best compliments and say how beautiful and sexy that I was and THAT was his…I almost choked, he said, that I was his??
If I showed him a boob, he would say, that’s mine. I started getting more brave and sending more pictures. We would call them Robb Selfies. If I did not send one in a while, he would say, I need a Robb Selfie.
We continued to chat online and everything had to be secret.
He told me that he was a private person and that he did not want anyone know that we were together, that he had to have something at least to stay private and that he had a judgmental fan base.
When I would post things, I would always would call him GREEN HEART, that way Robb would know I was talking about him…Example. I love my green heart, I love him…His favorite color was green so I just would type the green heart, it was our thing…a code.
Things suddenly changed after a few months, sometimes he would get mad at me for posting my gym selfies and he would not talk to me for a day or two.
If I did not answer when he tried to call me on messenger, he would get upset with me.
I worked full time and then had gym training. I was also a tour guide and a paranormal investigator; I was on alert 24/7 by Robb.
Constantly looking at my phone…worried I would be missing a text or call from him.
This started to affect my job and my friends started getting worried about me and began asking questions and questioning this relationship.
At first, Robb was upset because I told 3 of my closest friends about us, but I told him that I had to, they were my best friends. I would end up losing them all to this day except for my sister.
He hated them all, he only liked my friends that were married including my sister. We started talking about him coming to Portland Oregon and seeing the Shanghai Tunnels and that we were going to have time together and go to The Oregon Coast.
Robb started to call me, HIS L’IL BABY and he called me ONA..instead of Annaliesje or Annaka.
One day he would be loving and sweet and the next mad at me.
Sometimes he would call me on the messenger phone, drunk…so drunk I could not understand him.
I started turning down my plans with my friends and running home instead to be on the phone (messenger) with Robb sending him picture after picture…he started requesting videos…
Yes, I did that too. Anything Robb would ask, I would do.
HE would tell me what he wanted me to do in the videos and pictures…
I am 100% telling the truth that I had sent him 1000’s and 1000’s of pictures and videos within that year we were dating…yes, we were now a couple, as he put it.
I was his baby and his wife to be, he would say.
He would send me tons of those online stickers cartoons on messenger, most of them were a picture of a girl pregnant, he wanted us to have a baby together, I said no, I always kept saying no and that I couldn’t.
At first it was a funny joke, but it got tiresome for me…I told him to stop with the baby thing…He said nope, that I was going to be the mother of his baby.
I was the one, that I was spoken for. He told me most psychic mediums are fake, but one told him that he was going to meet his true love in December and she would end up pregnant with his son.
My heart sank..I was so in love with Robb Demarest. He would even say I was going to have his last name someday.
(to be continued…)
The Robb Demarest Story 
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