nightwalker21492
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Well apparently it's time for me to rant again. Just to warn you, this might get long...we'll see.
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I'll call her "B". I've talked about her before. She's a good friend. Sure, we've had our rough times, but we always work things out and then we're back to being good friends again.
She smokes pot, she drinks. In alot of ways, her life has kinda sucked, which is the main reason I see that she likes to get majorly fucked up as often as she can. Of course, that really only makes the bad things worse. Her relationship with her parents being the main one.
Her parents: B's mom is one of those people who just can't be anything other than nice. For the most part, (as far as I can see), B and her mom would probably get along quite well, even though her mom doesn't agree with the drinking and pot smoking.
Her dad is a totally different story. He'll seem like a pretty good dad, and then suddenly he'll snap and kick her out of the house for a while. Then he'll drive around looking for her to haul her back. Like WTF?? Make up your mind, idiot!
OK, so she's not quite eighteen right now (eleven days short today), she just graduated this spring, and she's still living with her parents...for the most part. She's wanting to get out, and at times it seems her parents want her out. She kinda has a vehicle...in that she's paid for it, but it's registered to her dad.
Yesterday, while I was at work in another town a half hour away, B took her truck to a friends place in another small town about ten minutes away. Somehow her parents found out she was there, and for some fucked up reason they drove down there and just picked up her truck. For some reason the friend wouldn't give her a ride back, and so (I heard from another girl lastnight) B ended up walking quite a ways back here before she got picked up.
She went to a friend's place and had a few drinks and hoots, got a little fucked up. In the meantime I've gotten home, and I'm in the middle of a movie when I run out of smokes. Not having a car at the moment, I decide to walk down to the store to get a pack.
On the way there, B's dad pulls around a corner a bit ahead of me, turning away from me. He seems to stop as if he wants to talk to me, and then takes off. Just after this I walk by the house where B has been, although I don't know it. I'm barely past, on the other side of the street, when I recognize B's voice calling my name. I turned around and she looks like she's heading towards my place. Her friend is standing in front of the house, and when I talked to her for a minute, she said that B's parents picked up her truck (like I mentioned earlier), and both sides were pretty pissed off at each other. So I said that I was just going for a pack of smokes, and then I'd be right back and B would be fine at my place. The door was open, so she could get in easy enough.
So now I started a slow run towards the store. Seeing as I'm not in the greatest shape, though, I had to slow to a walk now and then to catch my breath. B's parents passed me once, and then happened to pull up to the store just as I'm crossing the street into the parking lot. Her dad got out of the truck and started walking towards the doors, and then turned around and waited for me. I got to about twenty feet from him, and he said "You'd better stop now if you know what's good for you, kid."
"What?? I'm just going in there for smokes," I said.
"Yeah, I'm going in there too, and I don't want to be anywhere near you, you little worthless punk."
"Well fuck, I'll wait outside, then," I said, getting slightly pissed off and wondering what the fuck he was on about. So I wandered around outside a bit, looking for something to punch, while he was inside. He came out, I went in and bought my smokes, and took off again. As I was running down the street, I saw B's parents getting back into their truck at the friend's place. They left and headed towards my place, so I was running as fast as I could.
I was just coming out of the back alley just across the street from my place, when they pulled right up to me. I walked past the truck and started crossing the street, as he got out and started giving me shit.
"If B's in your house, you're in alot of shit, kid. The cops are on their way right now."
He wasn't moving towards me or anything, just talking...although sounding quite upset. Thinkin' about it now, I should've just ignored him and kept walking. Instead I turned around and said "So what you gonna charge me with? Kidnapping? Rape?"
That must've caught him off guard, cuz I had enough time to turn back around and take a couple steps before he responded with "Oh you probably did rape her too, didn't you?"
"Oh fuck you!" I hollered back at him without even breaking a step. I got into the house and started looking around, calling B's name. Nothing. At one point I noticed her CD case on the table, so I knew she had been there. Thought maybe she was just too freaked out so was hiding, so I checked the whole house, then the whole rest of the property. Nothing.
Shortly after that I was outside, and saw a copcar turn up her parents' street. I was expecting her to show up at any time, but she ended up not showing up. I got ahold of a couple other people she might have gone to, and neither had seen her. A little later there were two copcars at her parents' house.
Since then I haven't heard anything. She hasn't called or texted me or anything, so I'm assuming she's in jeuvie (sp?). There's been at least one other time where she got shipped to the psych ward, and as soon as she was able to use a phone, she called me up.
So now I'm kicking myself that I still went for my smokes instead of turning around and coming back to the house with her. I'm mad at her dad for making her walk like he did, and threatening me, and just being a fucking asshole who can't make up his mind. I'm worried about B, wondering just how much shit she is in.
I'm also wondering how this will all turn out, seeing as she already had been charged with domestic abuse, and is on probation with a no drugs or alcohol clause. So now that (I think it's pretty obvious) she's been caught while fucked up on both, I'm not sure if she'll actually be in way more shit, or if it'll all be dropped when her birthday rolls around on August 10th.
Sometimes life just sucks. Oh and yeah, I guess this ended up being quite long.
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So for those of you who want a short story...if you actually see this:
B is a good friend of mine. If she needs to get away, she pretty much always comes to me. Yesterday her parents got mad at her, she showed up at my place for a bit while I was gone for a little while, her dad freaked out at me, and I haven't heard from her since. Sometimes life just sucks.
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I'll call her "B". I've talked about her before. She's a good friend. Sure, we've had our rough times, but we always work things out and then we're back to being good friends again.
She smokes pot, she drinks. In alot of ways, her life has kinda sucked, which is the main reason I see that she likes to get majorly fucked up as often as she can. Of course, that really only makes the bad things worse. Her relationship with her parents being the main one.
Her parents: B's mom is one of those people who just can't be anything other than nice. For the most part, (as far as I can see), B and her mom would probably get along quite well, even though her mom doesn't agree with the drinking and pot smoking.
Her dad is a totally different story. He'll seem like a pretty good dad, and then suddenly he'll snap and kick her out of the house for a while. Then he'll drive around looking for her to haul her back. Like WTF?? Make up your mind, idiot!
OK, so she's not quite eighteen right now (eleven days short today), she just graduated this spring, and she's still living with her parents...for the most part. She's wanting to get out, and at times it seems her parents want her out. She kinda has a vehicle...in that she's paid for it, but it's registered to her dad.
Yesterday, while I was at work in another town a half hour away, B took her truck to a friends place in another small town about ten minutes away. Somehow her parents found out she was there, and for some fucked up reason they drove down there and just picked up her truck. For some reason the friend wouldn't give her a ride back, and so (I heard from another girl lastnight) B ended up walking quite a ways back here before she got picked up.
She went to a friend's place and had a few drinks and hoots, got a little fucked up. In the meantime I've gotten home, and I'm in the middle of a movie when I run out of smokes. Not having a car at the moment, I decide to walk down to the store to get a pack.
On the way there, B's dad pulls around a corner a bit ahead of me, turning away from me. He seems to stop as if he wants to talk to me, and then takes off. Just after this I walk by the house where B has been, although I don't know it. I'm barely past, on the other side of the street, when I recognize B's voice calling my name. I turned around and she looks like she's heading towards my place. Her friend is standing in front of the house, and when I talked to her for a minute, she said that B's parents picked up her truck (like I mentioned earlier), and both sides were pretty pissed off at each other. So I said that I was just going for a pack of smokes, and then I'd be right back and B would be fine at my place. The door was open, so she could get in easy enough.
So now I started a slow run towards the store. Seeing as I'm not in the greatest shape, though, I had to slow to a walk now and then to catch my breath. B's parents passed me once, and then happened to pull up to the store just as I'm crossing the street into the parking lot. Her dad got out of the truck and started walking towards the doors, and then turned around and waited for me. I got to about twenty feet from him, and he said "You'd better stop now if you know what's good for you, kid."
"What?? I'm just going in there for smokes," I said.
"Yeah, I'm going in there too, and I don't want to be anywhere near you, you little worthless punk."
"Well fuck, I'll wait outside, then," I said, getting slightly pissed off and wondering what the fuck he was on about. So I wandered around outside a bit, looking for something to punch, while he was inside. He came out, I went in and bought my smokes, and took off again. As I was running down the street, I saw B's parents getting back into their truck at the friend's place. They left and headed towards my place, so I was running as fast as I could.
I was just coming out of the back alley just across the street from my place, when they pulled right up to me. I walked past the truck and started crossing the street, as he got out and started giving me shit.
"If B's in your house, you're in alot of shit, kid. The cops are on their way right now."
He wasn't moving towards me or anything, just talking...although sounding quite upset. Thinkin' about it now, I should've just ignored him and kept walking. Instead I turned around and said "So what you gonna charge me with? Kidnapping? Rape?"
That must've caught him off guard, cuz I had enough time to turn back around and take a couple steps before he responded with "Oh you probably did rape her too, didn't you?"
"Oh fuck you!" I hollered back at him without even breaking a step. I got into the house and started looking around, calling B's name. Nothing. At one point I noticed her CD case on the table, so I knew she had been there. Thought maybe she was just too freaked out so was hiding, so I checked the whole house, then the whole rest of the property. Nothing.
Shortly after that I was outside, and saw a copcar turn up her parents' street. I was expecting her to show up at any time, but she ended up not showing up. I got ahold of a couple other people she might have gone to, and neither had seen her. A little later there were two copcars at her parents' house.
Since then I haven't heard anything. She hasn't called or texted me or anything, so I'm assuming she's in jeuvie (sp?). There's been at least one other time where she got shipped to the psych ward, and as soon as she was able to use a phone, she called me up.
So now I'm kicking myself that I still went for my smokes instead of turning around and coming back to the house with her. I'm mad at her dad for making her walk like he did, and threatening me, and just being a fucking asshole who can't make up his mind. I'm worried about B, wondering just how much shit she is in.
I'm also wondering how this will all turn out, seeing as she already had been charged with domestic abuse, and is on probation with a no drugs or alcohol clause. So now that (I think it's pretty obvious) she's been caught while fucked up on both, I'm not sure if she'll actually be in way more shit, or if it'll all be dropped when her birthday rolls around on August 10th.
Sometimes life just sucks. Oh and yeah, I guess this ended up being quite long.
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So for those of you who want a short story...if you actually see this:
B is a good friend of mine. If she needs to get away, she pretty much always comes to me. Yesterday her parents got mad at her, she showed up at my place for a bit while I was gone for a little while, her dad freaked out at me, and I haven't heard from her since. Sometimes life just sucks.
Or then just run away. I am wondering though how the dad always finds out where she is 