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Will has been arrested and will probably be locked up for a long time. He made threats all night. Police were called. Spoke to him over the phone. The officer heard him make death threats in demonic voices on speaker phone...he said things like he would gut us both and eat our intestines. The officer left and went to file a warrant for his arrest. An hour later, the banging at the door. I called 911 immediately. He banged and banged and finally went to the back door and shattered the glass and walked through. I had a knife and he stayed at a distance. Ben was in his room, but I think he was awake. Smart boy, he stayed silent and still. Steve hid around a corner in his room and Will found him. I ran. I fucking ran. I feel like I left Steve, I don't know if I will ever forgive myself for that. I wasn't thinking. A few minutes later I saw Will outside and my heart sank. He chased me as the cops were coming...I ran to the cruiser as the cop jumped out. He pulled his gun and told me to go back to my apartment. He had Will at gunpoint.
Steve had blood all over him. His sweet, sweet face was striped. His arms were bulging with broken bones. He asked for an ambulance. I am still on the phone with the 911 operator and I screamed for an ambulance. God, I don't know how insane that 911 call sounds. I was FREAKING. OUT. I felt like the cops took forever to come. I was terrified that one of them would kill the other. Steve slowly lost consciousness as they cleaned him up and questioned him.
The medics looked at Will, so they took him out of the cruiser --- about 60 feet from where Stevie was (outside). Will caught my eye and nodded his head...he was proud of himself. I somehow, in the commotion, saw them wrestling Will to the ground...he didn't go down easy. I think they had him on the curb because he broke in. I ran to Steve...he was just outside the door in the outside hallway. He asked if the cops were there, did they have Will. When I said yes, he took off to go to them. As soon as they saw him coming towards them covered in blood, they tackled Will...aggressively. Will was shirtless.
Steve....my sweet Stevie...he was so sweet. What else can I say. It's so hard to not blame myself but this isn't about me exactly, so I am going to skip that shit for now. Steve was taken to the hospital. Will was taken to jail. They will charge him with DUI, resisting arrest, breaking and entering, wounding with malicious intent but perhaps attempted murder.
I cuddled with Ben. He was very calm. I asked him if he was okay, he said yes. I asked him what he saw, he looked at the window and said "Stars".
Steve had blood all over him. His sweet, sweet face was striped. His arms were bulging with broken bones. He asked for an ambulance. I am still on the phone with the 911 operator and I screamed for an ambulance. God, I don't know how insane that 911 call sounds. I was FREAKING. OUT. I felt like the cops took forever to come. I was terrified that one of them would kill the other. Steve slowly lost consciousness as they cleaned him up and questioned him.
The medics looked at Will, so they took him out of the cruiser --- about 60 feet from where Stevie was (outside). Will caught my eye and nodded his head...he was proud of himself. I somehow, in the commotion, saw them wrestling Will to the ground...he didn't go down easy. I think they had him on the curb because he broke in. I ran to Steve...he was just outside the door in the outside hallway. He asked if the cops were there, did they have Will. When I said yes, he took off to go to them. As soon as they saw him coming towards them covered in blood, they tackled Will...aggressively. Will was shirtless.
Steve....my sweet Stevie...he was so sweet. What else can I say. It's so hard to not blame myself but this isn't about me exactly, so I am going to skip that shit for now. Steve was taken to the hospital. Will was taken to jail. They will charge him with DUI, resisting arrest, breaking and entering, wounding with malicious intent but perhaps attempted murder.
I cuddled with Ben. He was very calm. I asked him if he was okay, he said yes. I asked him what he saw, he looked at the window and said "Stars".