events
last night was probably my best and worst night ever.
me and choo and zach and charlie were chillin at charlies then we called up tori to go to her house to chill.
we went there, it was late, like maybe two a.m.
we got there and just chilled and left our shoes downstairs in the maids room.
after that we went up to her room and chilled a little more...
then tori heard her dad coming (bad-hes not supposed to know we're here)
so we all run into the restroom.
he yelled like no other at her calling her bitch and slut and fucking drunk and all this stuff.
he asked if anyone else was there, she said no.
then after that he went downstairs... and saw our shoes.
he came running up, and we ran out onto the roof.
he came running out and yelled at us from outside to the roof.
we went inside he called us all downstairs.
he ripped on us. "this is fucking bullshit i should call the fucking cops" he was fucking drunk beyond belief.
he got us all to write down our names and numbers.
zach, choo, and charlie put fake names and numbers.
i thought about it for a second, and decided against it.
why? well i thought and discovered if this guy doesnt get ahold of anyone... then hes going to find out who we ALL are the next day from like tori's cell phone or something. so i put my real name and number, i could explain it to my parents quite well, and thuroughly so they dont throw a fit. it made perfect sense, so i did it. by doing that hed be able to talk to one of us, and i knew my parents would rat any of them out. true. so i did. he wont ever find out anyone elses names i took one for the fucking team.
in any event he yelled at us so more, and told us to get the fuck off his property. we could've kicked his ass easy. especially choo.
then in the garage, i said "bye sir" to him. he said "who the fuck said that?" and i turned around and said "i did." and he was like "You know what? out of all of these guys i hate you the fucking most." and i said "whys that?" and he said "because of your fucking attitude son." i really wanted to laugh. this guy was like my hieght, how could he feel tough using language with me, im a sophmore and i could have nearly had a good fight with him. not to mention i had 3 other people there that would (hopefully?) jump in. he just yelled to get the fuck off his property again.
okay anyways, we walked down the driveway and then starting running.
he chased us in his white tahoe or something, i seriously thought he was going to run us all over.
we just ran off to the side of the road. he yelled "none of you guys gave me the right number, step the fuck up and give them over." so i repeated mine.
everyone else i dont know what they did.
we ran to zachs truck as he drove off.
we drove to whataburger i told my parents the shit.
they were all "well im glad you did, that just builds a new level of trust for us."
good deal.
at whataburger i got nothing but shit from everyone.
i guess they didnt fucking realize what i just did, and never gave me a fucking chance to explain it.
instead "dude why did you call your parents" "yeah what the fuck dude" "now we're all fucked" "always run to your parents"
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ok.
it was great support, im the one getting fucked because i took all the fucking heat from this guy once we left his house, and instead of a well-i-dont-have-to-worry-about-it from my friends, i got a its-your-fucking-fault kind of thing.
rediculous. i guess the whole "i was just trying to help" line should be put in here. i doubt it'll mean much.
im pissed.
but all in all it was fucking cool
me and choo and zach and charlie were chillin at charlies then we called up tori to go to her house to chill.
we went there, it was late, like maybe two a.m.
we got there and just chilled and left our shoes downstairs in the maids room.
after that we went up to her room and chilled a little more...
then tori heard her dad coming (bad-hes not supposed to know we're here)
so we all run into the restroom.
he yelled like no other at her calling her bitch and slut and fucking drunk and all this stuff.
he asked if anyone else was there, she said no.
then after that he went downstairs... and saw our shoes.
he came running up, and we ran out onto the roof.
he came running out and yelled at us from outside to the roof.
we went inside he called us all downstairs.
he ripped on us. "this is fucking bullshit i should call the fucking cops" he was fucking drunk beyond belief.
he got us all to write down our names and numbers.
zach, choo, and charlie put fake names and numbers.
i thought about it for a second, and decided against it.
why? well i thought and discovered if this guy doesnt get ahold of anyone... then hes going to find out who we ALL are the next day from like tori's cell phone or something. so i put my real name and number, i could explain it to my parents quite well, and thuroughly so they dont throw a fit. it made perfect sense, so i did it. by doing that hed be able to talk to one of us, and i knew my parents would rat any of them out. true. so i did. he wont ever find out anyone elses names i took one for the fucking team.
in any event he yelled at us so more, and told us to get the fuck off his property. we could've kicked his ass easy. especially choo.
then in the garage, i said "bye sir" to him. he said "who the fuck said that?" and i turned around and said "i did." and he was like "You know what? out of all of these guys i hate you the fucking most." and i said "whys that?" and he said "because of your fucking attitude son." i really wanted to laugh. this guy was like my hieght, how could he feel tough using language with me, im a sophmore and i could have nearly had a good fight with him. not to mention i had 3 other people there that would (hopefully?) jump in. he just yelled to get the fuck off his property again.
okay anyways, we walked down the driveway and then starting running.
he chased us in his white tahoe or something, i seriously thought he was going to run us all over.
we just ran off to the side of the road. he yelled "none of you guys gave me the right number, step the fuck up and give them over." so i repeated mine.
everyone else i dont know what they did.
we ran to zachs truck as he drove off.
we drove to whataburger i told my parents the shit.
they were all "well im glad you did, that just builds a new level of trust for us."
good deal.
at whataburger i got nothing but shit from everyone.
i guess they didnt fucking realize what i just did, and never gave me a fucking chance to explain it.
instead "dude why did you call your parents" "yeah what the fuck dude" "now we're all fucked" "always run to your parents"
...
...
...
ok.
it was great support, im the one getting fucked because i took all the fucking heat from this guy once we left his house, and instead of a well-i-dont-have-to-worry-about-it from my friends, i got a its-your-fucking-fault kind of thing.
rediculous. i guess the whole "i was just trying to help" line should be put in here. i doubt it'll mean much.
im pissed.
but all in all it was fucking cool