Last night when I got home I heard the sound of his motorcycle coming down the road. I sat in the car and thought "here we go again". He came up to the door and followed me up to the front door of the house. I told him that he was not coming in and after he could see that I was not kidding he left. I went inside and locked all the doors.
I was really worried because the kids were still outside but I had nothing to worry about. Between them and their friends they took care of themselves. He went over to where they were playing and told them that I had lost my key and he needed theirs to help me get in. What a jerk. My kids didn't fall for it. In fact when they saw him coming they gave the key to another boy to hold onto knowing that he wouldn't ask him for it. Smart cookies they are, huh?
He came back to the apartment and was banging on all the doors and windows. He went to the back of the house and picked up a scooter and was going to throw it through the sliding glass door. He thought better of it though. Instead he lifted up on one of the doors and broke into the house with me and the baby inside. I demanded that he leave and he picked up the baby and started to talk to him. I said thats it and started for the door. Since I don't have a phone at the house I made him think there was a phone at the clubhouse. He tried to stop me from going and told me to calm down. I knew he wouldn't take the baby cause he was on a motorcycle but I didn't want to leave him either. He finally left again and then the kids came running home. They were screaming "he's coming back, he's coming back". We locked all the doors again and he was trying to get our 9 year old to open the doors. after about another half hour of him running from the front to the back he finally left for good.
A couple of the kids friends came over to discuss the event and I was glad that they didn't treat the boys badly. They saw right through their dad and tried to help the boys. The kid that had the key said he tried to hold dad up a min. when the boys were running home. he told him that he didn't like the was he was acting and to leave. What a brave kid. I made sure to thank them all.
Well today the 9 year old had a dentist apt. at 9:30am. So before that we went to the sheriffs dept. I wanted to file some kind of stalking report but they told me that I needed an injunction first and you have to do that at the courthouse. So, yeah we went to the courthouse and I filed the report. I find out at 4pm if the judge signs it or not.
Since I got back to work at 11 this morning, He has call several times even though I have hung up on him. He had his brother calling asking if he was going to jail. And I just got off the phone with his mother. She says I can trust her and that she has disowned him but I don't know how far I can throw her, ya know? I didn't tell her one way or the other if I pressed charges or not, just kind of hinted that I should. She said she doesn't blame me. I have about another hour before I find out and he still has to get served with the papers.
Wish me luck...
Friday, April 15, 2005
Well I did it!
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