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Long long story with a picture to top it. Ready, set, First off, let me entice your vision (or cripple it) with a new photo update with an especially long caption.
Friday night. Sitting infront of my computer and just waiting for something to happen. Ding dong goes that electronic device attached to my door and Rose, an elderly woman staying in my house until December ends, answers the door and has a look of extreme fear on her face when I get there. Lo and behold, David, the guy in that picture above this text, is at the door. Immediately I ask him what's wrong and immediately he asks if he can use a phone.
Well the situation was explained to me and basically he was worried about my little sister. First off, she's not allowed to have any visitors at her house, especially when her mom isn't home. This applies to boys and girls. Second, she never follows that rule. David and she were dating for a while and he was over there. As soon as her mom came home, she sent him out the back door so he could excape out the backyard, but I guess the earth's north and south poles change because her mom went through the back yard and caught him.
Of course, this boy is no fool. Of course not. I approved of him which will make sense later.
So he took the identity of Jason, the neighbor's nephew, who was kicked out of his house that day. He gave her his number and asked if she could give it to his uncle. He left and went around the neighborhood trying to get someone to pose as his uncle but no luck came out of that. Then he came over to my house.
So what were we doing? Why, running over to her house right away. Her mom can be a bit... violent... and neither one of us wanted that to hurt her in any way. Since we couldn't exactly go in right away, we creeped outside for about 30 minutes tryin to hear her. At first, there was a lot of yelling and whatnot. I sent a text message saying that if her mom hits her, that she can run out and we'll take her away. I called her brother, John, to make sure it was okay with him if we took her and he gave us his blessing, which, I guess, made it easier to do this. We were prepared to break in the house and take her out if we heard her mom beat her. That's how much we love her. About 10 minutes later, it was near silent and all the sudden I heard a door or window open, or something. David tells me to get down but I didn't think it was the door. No more than thirty seconds later we see someone running. David picks up after the moving suspect, and yes, it was her.
So we took her to my place, lied to Rose, went in my room, and kept everything under control. We calmed her down because she was shaking and breathing like crazy. We assumed she had gotten the text message and that's what made her run out like that so we wanted to protect her. We picked her up and laid her on my bed. I tried to call my parents to let them know everything that was happening but they were busy at a concert or something. So here she is, lying in my bed, two guys looking over her ready to chop off their arms and legs for her, and we're feeling pretty worried.
Ding dong goes the electronic device once again. Before Rose gets a chance to answer the door, I go over to assess the situation. My gut was telling me that her mother was looking for her and that it was her at the door. Sometimes, I hate being right. Her mom played off innocently as if she didn't know where Jennifer was and she was just asking me. Of course, I held up the act as well.
So she became more direct. She asked if Jennifer was there. I pretended that I didn't know what was happening and asked where she was and what happened. Her mom said she broke the window and ran away and I acted as if I was astonished and asked if there was anything I could do. She said she locked herself out of her house and that she needed to find her. I said I had some friends over. She said goodbye and I closed the door and we continued on. She later called my cell phone because it turned out that my little sister left hers at the house and she got the text message. Once again she tried the innocent thing and I played it as well saying I was trying to say that a friend and I were trying to lure her over so we could take her home. Lie number two.
David stayed by her side as long as he could which was around 10:24ish and we told him that it was best if he left so less trouble would be made. It took a while but it was eventually solved. He borrowed shoes and a sweater and went on his voyage home. I gave Jen my blankets and I made sure that everything was okay and let her to fall asleep. Then I proceeded to my parents' room and waited until they were home.
Once the adults came home, I got them in the kitchen and told them everything that had happened, the truth. They were shocked, upset, everything. I had lied, cheated, stolen, whatever. They actually accepted it and were willing to help me after. That's plus points there.
Morning came. I guess I fell asleep on my parents' room floor and some furniture people were at the house. I got her up, we cleaned out my room. My dad, mom, her, and I all had a big talk about everything that had happened. The day went on, David came back. I made sure that they became boyfriend and girlfriend because we all knew it was going to happen.
7:00pm her mom comes home and it's confrontation time. We take her there. Me, she, my mother, my father. We're all ready for this. We go in. She plays innocent. I apologize for lying and all that because I guess that was the right thing to do. We try to resolve the issue. She lied two times. Once about calling the cops, which she never did. And once about never having beat her before. I have three witnesses willing to say otherwise.
So right now, I'm pissed off. I just got back from the lying session. This world is pointless. Why do I even bother. I want to take a hot shower and melt away from the face of the earth.
Friday night. Sitting infront of my computer and just waiting for something to happen. Ding dong goes that electronic device attached to my door and Rose, an elderly woman staying in my house until December ends, answers the door and has a look of extreme fear on her face when I get there. Lo and behold, David, the guy in that picture above this text, is at the door. Immediately I ask him what's wrong and immediately he asks if he can use a phone.
Well the situation was explained to me and basically he was worried about my little sister. First off, she's not allowed to have any visitors at her house, especially when her mom isn't home. This applies to boys and girls. Second, she never follows that rule. David and she were dating for a while and he was over there. As soon as her mom came home, she sent him out the back door so he could excape out the backyard, but I guess the earth's north and south poles change because her mom went through the back yard and caught him.
Of course, this boy is no fool. Of course not. I approved of him which will make sense later.
So he took the identity of Jason, the neighbor's nephew, who was kicked out of his house that day. He gave her his number and asked if she could give it to his uncle. He left and went around the neighborhood trying to get someone to pose as his uncle but no luck came out of that. Then he came over to my house.
So what were we doing? Why, running over to her house right away. Her mom can be a bit... violent... and neither one of us wanted that to hurt her in any way. Since we couldn't exactly go in right away, we creeped outside for about 30 minutes tryin to hear her. At first, there was a lot of yelling and whatnot. I sent a text message saying that if her mom hits her, that she can run out and we'll take her away. I called her brother, John, to make sure it was okay with him if we took her and he gave us his blessing, which, I guess, made it easier to do this. We were prepared to break in the house and take her out if we heard her mom beat her. That's how much we love her. About 10 minutes later, it was near silent and all the sudden I heard a door or window open, or something. David tells me to get down but I didn't think it was the door. No more than thirty seconds later we see someone running. David picks up after the moving suspect, and yes, it was her.
So we took her to my place, lied to Rose, went in my room, and kept everything under control. We calmed her down because she was shaking and breathing like crazy. We assumed she had gotten the text message and that's what made her run out like that so we wanted to protect her. We picked her up and laid her on my bed. I tried to call my parents to let them know everything that was happening but they were busy at a concert or something. So here she is, lying in my bed, two guys looking over her ready to chop off their arms and legs for her, and we're feeling pretty worried.
Ding dong goes the electronic device once again. Before Rose gets a chance to answer the door, I go over to assess the situation. My gut was telling me that her mother was looking for her and that it was her at the door. Sometimes, I hate being right. Her mom played off innocently as if she didn't know where Jennifer was and she was just asking me. Of course, I held up the act as well.
So she became more direct. She asked if Jennifer was there. I pretended that I didn't know what was happening and asked where she was and what happened. Her mom said she broke the window and ran away and I acted as if I was astonished and asked if there was anything I could do. She said she locked herself out of her house and that she needed to find her. I said I had some friends over. She said goodbye and I closed the door and we continued on. She later called my cell phone because it turned out that my little sister left hers at the house and she got the text message. Once again she tried the innocent thing and I played it as well saying I was trying to say that a friend and I were trying to lure her over so we could take her home. Lie number two.
David stayed by her side as long as he could which was around 10:24ish and we told him that it was best if he left so less trouble would be made. It took a while but it was eventually solved. He borrowed shoes and a sweater and went on his voyage home. I gave Jen my blankets and I made sure that everything was okay and let her to fall asleep. Then I proceeded to my parents' room and waited until they were home.
Once the adults came home, I got them in the kitchen and told them everything that had happened, the truth. They were shocked, upset, everything. I had lied, cheated, stolen, whatever. They actually accepted it and were willing to help me after. That's plus points there.
Morning came. I guess I fell asleep on my parents' room floor and some furniture people were at the house. I got her up, we cleaned out my room. My dad, mom, her, and I all had a big talk about everything that had happened. The day went on, David came back. I made sure that they became boyfriend and girlfriend because we all knew it was going to happen.
7:00pm her mom comes home and it's confrontation time. We take her there. Me, she, my mother, my father. We're all ready for this. We go in. She plays innocent. I apologize for lying and all that because I guess that was the right thing to do. We try to resolve the issue. She lied two times. Once about calling the cops, which she never did. And once about never having beat her before. I have three witnesses willing to say otherwise.
So right now, I'm pissed off. I just got back from the lying session. This world is pointless. Why do I even bother. I want to take a hot shower and melt away from the face of the earth.