The worst weekend ever
You know... I thought this weekend was gonna be bad b/c my "guest" wasn't gonna show, but the other day I found a good reason why he shouldn't have been here. Daniel (dad's gf's son) got into it with my brother Mike. I heard my friend Paul screaming for them to stop fighting when I was in bed watching TV. I hauled ass to get dressed. By the time I got there Audrey (dad's gf) was already in there trying to break them apart. Me being the person I am, had to get the stupid fuck off my brother. I tried pealing his finger off my brother's throat but couldn't get them apart. So I started hitting his arms. He let go of my brother for one sec just to hit me in the face. After we got them apart and answering the phone where dad called, I went outside to find my brother's phone b/c it flew out the window. After I realized I couldn't find it I tried going back into the house. I didn't realize Daniel was behind the door and opened it too fast. I tried to apologize, but before I could I had fists flying in my face. I don't remember much after that, but from what everyone told me, dad's gf used herself as a shield and tried to make sure I didn't get hurt too bad from her son. Seeing how he wasn't getting me too bad b/c of her... he ran inside and started at my brother again. Everyone ended up running in there to stop them, and in the process, Daniel ran outside and went after me again. There's where most of the damage to me came from. They told me he kicked me in the head and everything. I really don't remember. That was Sat. when all that happened. From around midnight - 2:30 am. The cops came and stuff. the only thing I remember from them being at the house was them taking pics of me and my brother. We had to be at court @ 8AM that same morning. Dad took me to the hospital b/c of the fact I could barely remember anything and my whole face was covered in blood. At court the cops said I was hysterical when they got to my house. Daniel's bond was posted at $2000 and he's not to be allowed anywhere near my house (or anywhere I might move to or anywhere my brother might live) and he's not allowed to call. I'm just glad it's all over. I just wish I had someone here who I know would wrap their arms around me... not counting my friends.... if you know what I mean.