whatsername_ wrote:Same lol I've been keeping my distance and mostly lurking. I just don't have much to say.
I've got a lot going on.
I actually had a run in with the police a few days ago. When I get on a computer, I'll post more. And no, I wasn't arrested.
So no on bail money? lol I want to hear this story! I have a lot going on. I find a little babble on here is good for me though.
So basically, I have this friend who lived about... eh... an hour from me who had severely abusive parents. Emotionally, physically - you name it. Well, I decided it was time to break him out. He's 19, so he's legal and I told him I was coming to get him.
So Saturday after I got off of work, I went to go get him.
His parents greeted us and we said that I was a friend from high school, isn't necessarily a lie. So we go in his room, gather his things and take them out of the house and put them into my trunk.
His parents begin questioning him, and he talks to them for a moment, or rather argues with them. I had brought Caleb with me just to be safe.
My friend gets into my vehicle and his parents follow him, blocking it so he cannot close the door.
At this point I'm in the driver's seat, and I'm not saying a word - it isn't my place.
His mother then grabs
him and begins hitting him.
You'll be happy to know that I lost my shit.
I turned around so fast in that driver's seat, I'm shocked I didn't break my neck. I raised my voice, but I didn't curse which I'm shocked about. They then began to claim they were going to call the police, because my friend had taken his laptop.
They claimed it was their's and told me they were going to call the police on us for theft.
At this point I'd asked about 10 times for them to step away from my vehicle. They kept demanding I open my trunk, which, legally I had no obligation to do so.
I asked again for them to get away from my vehicle and they refused, so what do I do?
I put my car in drive, and I fucking GO. The door shuts, and thankfully, my car has an automatic locking system - once it hits 10 mph, it locks on it's own.
My friend's father hits my vehicle.
I immediately dial the police and am connected to the sergeant. He tells me to meet him at the jail. So I do.
Caleb, my friend and I all give our accounts of what happened and my friend is told he has the right to press charges. Domestic assault. Which he has decided not to do anything with, because he never wants to have contact with those horrible people ever again.
The police officer had a good chuckle and told me that my friend's father had said that I was the "meanest little girl" he'd ever encountered.
And he told me I did the right thing in driving off and that it could've escalated further.
He had pulled my records, seen they were squeaky clean and knew that whatever my friend's parents said was going to be false, mainly because they claimed that we took over $2000 worth of technology from their home. Which...we didn't, lol.
My friend is staying with me for a month until he moves to New Jersey to be with his girlfriend. He's legally changing his name and is no longer going to contact anyone from his family for obvious reasons.
We're all safe, and I have the officer's card - so if anything proceeds, I have the opportunity to file charges against them as well.
So that was my weekend, lol.