A dramatic take on life :3
2.3.25
So what the fuck just happened but it's pt.2 on the SAME DAY
My last post was made yesterday morning, so I still had the whole day to get through. And I almost killed myself in the middle, literally. I was working on h4nging myself but I had more things to do
Everything is normal, my parents screaming pretty much stopped ig but then m brother was gonna go to his friend's house, as mentioned last time. So I'll tell about how it went on the drive there.
So we live like 7 minutes car drive from the town's swimming pool (only for schools and stuff, not public) and next to it was a road we were driving on to get to said friend's house. While we were just a few meters from the traffic lights and other roads left and right. Two cars drive infront of us too quickly, which is dangerous but nothing happened. After that, a car pulls up next to us and the guy in there stars doing hand jestures that expressed him being confused on something. My mom was replying with the Italian 🤌 (idk what its called) since she didnt know what he was talking ab.
*WHAT HAPPENS NEXT IS SHOCKING* (+and traumatic, extra points!)
We don't know why, but because everyone was waiting for the green light and everyone was stopped, he exited his car and came up to ours quickly and angrily, and I mean he was ANGRY.
I'll include a picture of inside a car from some stock image site to explain what happend.
There it is. So M, is my mom driving, B and arrow is where my brother was and me is me. What happened was that the car was on my side, and I mentioed that he stood up and walked to us ANGRY. I don't know why, but he proceeds to OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR OF THE CAR and harass us... Vocally? But he also hit me, and it hurt bad. He was telling off my brother about something, and even though he was next to me, he was pointing at my brother and insulting us for some reason. He was obviously on alcohol and possiply durgs, his words didn't make any sense (and he was speaking French which we all know pretty much but we couldn't make out what he was saying) and his pupils were really big, and it was bright as fuck outside, only about 3:30pm.
He just stayed there doing that for about 10 minutes while I was, and this may look stupid, just like this the whole time
Except I wasn't holding my glasses but my phone and my coat. And, my eyes were a little less shocked and my mouth was normal. But yea, still shocked as fuck and scared. He hit me, there was fucking spit going to the floor when he said something very agressively and it was all shit. A minute before he stopped I started sobbing and I just did so for almost an hour. We drove off, and tried to remeber as many details of his car and stuff as possible, to report to the police. We arrived at my bro's friend's house after like 3 minutes and my mom quickly explained why we were late as I was in the car, still sobbing as I took my phone to call my best friend. I asked her in the morning if I could call her any time of day and she said she couldn't, but I forgot about that there. I just waited for her to pick up,
"Can I call? Or are you busy?" was the first thing I said, my voice a bit weird. She said yes, and while still crying I explained what happend (ft. a shit ton of stuttering) and we just kept calling for 30 minutes after, instead talking about the drama at school to forget about it.
I came home and went straight to my room, still talking with her and laying in my bed, a bit more relaxed. Then all of a sudden, I hear this yell coming from a certain someone who was screaming eariler today too; my dad.
He was telling me to get dressed and get in the car. "I just left it 5 minutes age, what the fuck?" I thought, and he starts asking questions about where it happend, how and everything.
Long story short, we went around our whole city's parking lots and didn't find anything, since we were going to go look for him. We didn't find him, and I kept begging my dad to go to the police instead of looking for him in useless places.
We did end up going to the police and hour later, and guess the fuck what?
Because there's no proof that I got physically hurt, (since it didn't bruise or some shit, I wasn't listening anymore) and verbal harassment can't be punished unless it's serious threats.
I HATE THIS FUCKASS COUNTRY, GET ME OUT OF HERE
Oh, and here's some bonuses!!!
- I looked inside his car when he was leaving back, his wife was in there. Wanna know how she looked like? Imagine Ash Trevino if she lost like 10kg.
- He claimed to have a daughter around my brother's age in the car. How would he like to insult and scream at his own daughter? Oh wait, nevermind. There wouldn't be much of a difference since he doesnt give a single shit. That Ash wannabe hoe didn't even bother reacting to what she was seeing, just all there calm and whatever.
- His fingerprints were on the car for a good amount of time, until my mom disinfected the whole door he touched a few hours ago. But the police said we couldn't identify by that. I'm not even old enough to be an officer, and I know that guy's ass was lying.
- As if my day couldn't get worse, when we were going back to the parking lot to pay for the space and leave, my ex-bestfriend of two years ago who turned out to be a conniving bitch who wants nothing but attention. And worse enough, our cars were parked NEXT TO EACHOTHER (since we both had no idea how they looked like, we couldn't even avoid it)
Now for my final wishes; To not speak to another man above the age of 15 until I'm old enough to forget about all this, and possibly not go outside anymore.
Literally traumatizing.
Oki baiii!!! ^^