Update 08/19:
The same night I broke up with the bf I got a call from him at 2:00am. I wouldn't have even answered but I thought it was my brother who was supposed to call me when he got into town. bf says "just wanted to say i love you". I hung up.
I got off of work yesterday and called my upstairs neighbor to see if Fuckhead was at the house. She says "no, but the cops and Fuckhead's brother are in the apartment." FUCK!! I have Arleen put me on the phone with the head officer. He's not telling me anything over the phone, except that he wanted me to go strait to the apartment (like i was planning to stop at the mall for shoes or anything first, dumbass). I have him put Fuckhead's brother (Booms) on the phone.
Booms went to the diner where Fuckhead works that morning. FH wasn't there so Booms went to the apartment. The door was unlocked so he went in and there was blood everywhere and a bloody bread knife in the middle of the livingroom. The apt was a wreck and there were empty liquor bottles all over the counter. There was a FUCK YOU RAE note, a suicide note, and a "last will and testement" stating that he wanted all of his belongings to go to his daughter, but no Fuckhead. All the windows and doors were open, and I DO mean that there was blood EVERYWHERE. They found what he was wearing yesterday and that along with the bed sheets were soaked. No Fuckhead in sight.
I'm freaked the fuck out by now, and the investigators start talking to me and processing the scene. I told them EVERYTHING. Then Booms' phone rings. It's FH and he's in LA (where one of their 10 billion sisters lives).
Turns out, Fuckhead drank about a 5th of bourbon, trashed the apartment, cut himself all over the fucking place, took my ferrett to his mom's and left her a note to call my mom's house (where I've been staying) at 6:00pm. Then he left for LA.
Since he told his mom to call me at 6:00 the cops were afraid that he'd be there waiting for me with another knife.
Today I'm getting a restraining order on him. I'm so freaked out right now, and I refuse to be in the same city with him unless i have one of my brothers with me.
BOYS ARE PSYCHO!!!!
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update from 08/17:
broke up with the man of 6 years.
he cried, screamed, begged, and broke things.
he threatened to kill himself.
i've called everyone but the police about this threat (i.e. his best friends, brother and mom). no one wants to call him or go over to help him.
i don't know what to do.
he's moving out by september.
The same night I broke up with the bf I got a call from him at 2:00am. I wouldn't have even answered but I thought it was my brother who was supposed to call me when he got into town. bf says "just wanted to say i love you". I hung up.
I got off of work yesterday and called my upstairs neighbor to see if Fuckhead was at the house. She says "no, but the cops and Fuckhead's brother are in the apartment." FUCK!! I have Arleen put me on the phone with the head officer. He's not telling me anything over the phone, except that he wanted me to go strait to the apartment (like i was planning to stop at the mall for shoes or anything first, dumbass). I have him put Fuckhead's brother (Booms) on the phone.
Booms went to the diner where Fuckhead works that morning. FH wasn't there so Booms went to the apartment. The door was unlocked so he went in and there was blood everywhere and a bloody bread knife in the middle of the livingroom. The apt was a wreck and there were empty liquor bottles all over the counter. There was a FUCK YOU RAE note, a suicide note, and a "last will and testement" stating that he wanted all of his belongings to go to his daughter, but no Fuckhead. All the windows and doors were open, and I DO mean that there was blood EVERYWHERE. They found what he was wearing yesterday and that along with the bed sheets were soaked. No Fuckhead in sight.
I'm freaked the fuck out by now, and the investigators start talking to me and processing the scene. I told them EVERYTHING. Then Booms' phone rings. It's FH and he's in LA (where one of their 10 billion sisters lives).
Turns out, Fuckhead drank about a 5th of bourbon, trashed the apartment, cut himself all over the fucking place, took my ferrett to his mom's and left her a note to call my mom's house (where I've been staying) at 6:00pm. Then he left for LA.
Since he told his mom to call me at 6:00 the cops were afraid that he'd be there waiting for me with another knife.
Today I'm getting a restraining order on him. I'm so freaked out right now, and I refuse to be in the same city with him unless i have one of my brothers with me.
BOYS ARE PSYCHO!!!!
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update from 08/17:
broke up with the man of 6 years.
he cried, screamed, begged, and broke things.
he threatened to kill himself.
i've called everyone but the police about this threat (i.e. his best friends, brother and mom). no one wants to call him or go over to help him.
i don't know what to do.
he's moving out by september.
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my ex boyfriend threatened me with suicide too.. 6 months since we broke up and he's still breathing, what a tease.
xo