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November 18th, 2004- I had been receiving unknown calls all day. Since I do not except blocked calls I either hung up on them, yelled into the phone no blocked calls then hung up, or just let them hear my voicemail. Finally around 6pm, Monique calls me and says that she has to tell me something about Corey. I hear a girl in the background and a little boy. Monique said for the last 3 months she has been hanging out with Wendy Sanders. At that time of the phone call I didn't know her last name I just put that in there now because of the documents I will talk about later. She told me that they've been trying to think of a way to tell me that Corey is going to have another baby. Wendy is 7 months pregnant. When I spoke Monique told Wendy everything that I was saying. I told her that if she is still sleeping with Corey to go to the doctor to get tested for Genital Herpes. Because I just found out October 20th, 2004 that I had the virus. Wendy then in the background started to say, "Oh my God, Oh my God." She then asked Monique to ask me when was the last time I had slept with Corey. I told her last weekend when he came to pick Alisa up. And we did not use protection because Corey doesn't like to use it. I asked Monique where was she and if I could meet her some where or she could come to my house so we could talk more about this because she said that Wendy wanted to talk with me more she has just been afraid to call. She said that they were in the South Hill area and would head to my house shortly. I then called Corey and told him to come to my house right away. He said he would be to my house as soon as possible, but he was at WOW's drinking. I was inside when Monique called me to come outside because they were at my house. I came outside and we all started to talk. Monique was outside of the car and Wendy was in the driver's seat saying that she had to go to the bathroom really bad. I kept offering her to come inside and use my bathroom. She neither said no or yes. She just said she wanted to wait until after Corey was here. While waiting for Corey, Wendy said that is a good thing because now he can be confronted by both me and her for all of his lying. She told me that Corey and her were broken up but he still lived at her house because he says he has no where else to go. She said that she checks his phone bills, phone call log, and voicemail all the time for the other girls who call him. She said that she has even called the other girls to tell them that she's pregnant and they need to stay away from him. She said that she was tired of all of his cheating and lies. She then asked where he parks when he comes to my house. I told her at the bottom of my hill, he never drives all the way up. She then asked if it would be a good idea so move her car so that Corey could not see her vehicle. I told her to just stay where she was. Corey also called Wendy's phone twice while we were waiting for him. He said that he had to come up to my house and that he would be home later. He told her I was ignorant, hates me, and to be careful because he feels like their home was going to get broken into. I asked Wendy what that was about and she told me that her old boyfriend Tyler had been calling her again and that he was psycho. About 20 minutes after they arrived, Corey pulled up into my driveway. I was at the bottom of my driveway smoking a cigarette. Corey's window was open as he pulled up because he was smoking a cigarette as well. I asked him to get out to give me a hug he said no. So I leaned in, gave him a hug. As I was hugging him he looked up at my driveway and asked, "Who's that?" I said, "I don't know you tell me, she says she's pregnant with your kid". He put his car in reverse when I was saying that and started to move his car. I was still in the window and he didn't even back up completely, pounded on the gas and started driving forward. He then said, "Fuck you bitch!" And took off. I hung from the window and was dragged about 3 feet. I dropped, rolled, hit my head, and then got up to call the cops as he turned the corner on N. 50th and Vassault St. Monique ran down my driveway to see if I was alright. Wendy put her car in reverse and was about to leave Monique at my house but Monique yelled to her, "Hey, my son is in your car! Stop!" Then Monique said, "Sorry Arielle, but I have to go. Are you calling the cops?" I said yes and they took off. While I was on the phone with dispatch I told them what Corey's description and the make, model, and license plate was on his Honda. About 2 minutes later a fire truck arrived and I was still at the end of my driveway on the sidewalk. They came up to me asked me what happened, I told them and they asked if I wanted to go to the hospital. I told them that I didn't think my injuries were severe enough to take an ambulance and I would see my doctor the next day. When the ambulance got to my house, I told them the same thing and I signed release papers saying that I would consult a doctor on my own time. The police showed up at my house. There were four cop cars. I told them the same story and filled out a police report. I then called my friend Joe to pick me up, we went to City Lights so I could play some pool and clear my head. While I was there Corey called me from Wendy's house. I answered it and immediately Corey started to say that it wasn't his kid, that's not his girlfriend, and that he doesn't live with her. I told him to stop calling me the cops are looking for him and I hung up. I then called 911 and told them the number he had called me from. While I was on the phone with dispatch, Corey sent me 3 text messages: "listen i was calling u to make sure u were o.k. i'm sorry. i'm on the way to the station. that girl in ur drive way, i am not with as a matter of fact i hate- her she is a nut. i do not live with her either. i would have talked to u about it but u were trying to fight with me. anyway maybe some time later i'll- explain. i'm on my way to jail now so i hope u are o.k. anyway thats not my kid, and i wish i could just talk to u. but u always just like to be mad. About 10 minutes after getting off the phone with dispatch the officer involved called me and told me not to talk to him and that Corey was lying he was not on his way to the station as far as he knew.
On Monday, November 22nd, 2004. Wendy called me from her cell phone. I never gave her my number and I asked her where she got it from, she said Corey's cell phone. We talked for a half an hour. And then she said that she had to go she was almost home and would call me back. We then talked for over an hour. She told me more info about Corey and how she doesn't like him and wants him to move out she just doesn't know how to do it. I told her to get all of his belongings, through them onto the street, call the cops, and problem solved. She also said that she was going to get a paternity test down at time of her daughter's birth to prove to Corey that it his indeed his child. I told her about the text messages he had sent me. There was more stuff said I have it all written down because I took notes while talking to her because I was unable to record the conversation.
November 25th, 2004. Like I said in previous LJ we were put on lock down by Ruston and Tacoma PD. Yes, I called Corey's phone and left a message about what was going on. Yes, I broke the restraining order. Yes, I am very stupid for doing so. I also called Corey's mom Julie and left the same message. Later that day I went with my friend Corey (who is a totally different person) to a potluck Thanksgiving. This had been pre-arranged, not last minute. And while I was gone my sister Joanna gave away Corey's truck. This is the note she had left me: "Arielle- A guy who lives a block down the street took the white truck to his house. I figured that you wouldn't mind if he had it because it was going to be towed anyway. He said he could give some money for it. If you don't want him to have it or whatever, his info is here. -Joanna". I didnt' find out about this until the next day.
November 26th, 2004-I called Corey's mom to tell her what happened because I could not call Corey. She said, "I'm sorry Arielle, but I can't talk to you anymore, you can tell him this when you see him in court. Bye." And then she hung up on me.
November 27th, 2004. I changed my phone number. One, because Chico kept harassing me at around 4-6am that morning. And plus I didn't want Wendy or Corey ever calling me again and I had plans to change it just never got truly motivated because I thought it cost me money. Found out it was free.
December 1st, 2004. Julie came to my house about 3-4pm. I was not asleep I was cleaning my room. When my sister answered the door she said, "Hi. Is Arielle here?" My sister said I was sleeping. Then Julie said, "Here can you give her these?" And my sister shut the door and gave me a document envelope. Inside are four documents two of them are stapled because they are very long. The first letter says that this is a notice of appearance. But no court date just a letter from his lawyer. The next is a copy of the voicemail I left on Corey's phone from Thanksgiving. Which I already admit fault to. Then Corey's declaration and Wendy's. Both in it the lie and Corey lies very much. It amazes me that he can't stop lying. So tomorrow which is actually today, I'm contacting my lawyer again. I went through him back in 2002 when Corey broke up with me and he was arrested for DV the first time.
I do not want pity from my friends, the only thing I'm asking from you guys is that you help me to be strong in this. I am struggling. The mental trauma that my mind is receiving is greater than anyone would wish upon even if they were the most depressed person in the world.
On Monday, November 22nd, 2004. Wendy called me from her cell phone. I never gave her my number and I asked her where she got it from, she said Corey's cell phone. We talked for a half an hour. And then she said that she had to go she was almost home and would call me back. We then talked for over an hour. She told me more info about Corey and how she doesn't like him and wants him to move out she just doesn't know how to do it. I told her to get all of his belongings, through them onto the street, call the cops, and problem solved. She also said that she was going to get a paternity test down at time of her daughter's birth to prove to Corey that it his indeed his child. I told her about the text messages he had sent me. There was more stuff said I have it all written down because I took notes while talking to her because I was unable to record the conversation.
November 25th, 2004. Like I said in previous LJ we were put on lock down by Ruston and Tacoma PD. Yes, I called Corey's phone and left a message about what was going on. Yes, I broke the restraining order. Yes, I am very stupid for doing so. I also called Corey's mom Julie and left the same message. Later that day I went with my friend Corey (who is a totally different person) to a potluck Thanksgiving. This had been pre-arranged, not last minute. And while I was gone my sister Joanna gave away Corey's truck. This is the note she had left me: "Arielle- A guy who lives a block down the street took the white truck to his house. I figured that you wouldn't mind if he had it because it was going to be towed anyway. He said he could give some money for it. If you don't want him to have it or whatever, his info is here. -Joanna". I didnt' find out about this until the next day.
November 26th, 2004-I called Corey's mom to tell her what happened because I could not call Corey. She said, "I'm sorry Arielle, but I can't talk to you anymore, you can tell him this when you see him in court. Bye." And then she hung up on me.
November 27th, 2004. I changed my phone number. One, because Chico kept harassing me at around 4-6am that morning. And plus I didn't want Wendy or Corey ever calling me again and I had plans to change it just never got truly motivated because I thought it cost me money. Found out it was free.
December 1st, 2004. Julie came to my house about 3-4pm. I was not asleep I was cleaning my room. When my sister answered the door she said, "Hi. Is Arielle here?" My sister said I was sleeping. Then Julie said, "Here can you give her these?" And my sister shut the door and gave me a document envelope. Inside are four documents two of them are stapled because they are very long. The first letter says that this is a notice of appearance. But no court date just a letter from his lawyer. The next is a copy of the voicemail I left on Corey's phone from Thanksgiving. Which I already admit fault to. Then Corey's declaration and Wendy's. Both in it the lie and Corey lies very much. It amazes me that he can't stop lying. So tomorrow which is actually today, I'm contacting my lawyer again. I went through him back in 2002 when Corey broke up with me and he was arrested for DV the first time.
I do not want pity from my friends, the only thing I'm asking from you guys is that you help me to be strong in this. I am struggling. The mental trauma that my mind is receiving is greater than anyone would wish upon even if they were the most depressed person in the world.