Stop the Coaster, I want OFF!

[ninelives]

Let me say this just so that we are all on the same page:

IM NOT MAKING THIS SHT UP:

If possible, things just got weirder.

Sorry Im not responding to all your responses. You know that I am reading them but the scenarios keep changing so quickly that Im not sure what advice to take at this point.

So, I am home from my confrontation with OM piece of dung and I just got off the phone with OW. We have made tentative plans to do something, Taco Tuesday or something like that.

I thought I heard my Wife's voice. And sure enough, she is in my house.

Im thinking, what are you doing here since you have avoided all my texts and I am SOOOOOO Done with you. Just another blast of crap im going to get from her im sure.

Can I talk to you she says to me, outside on the deck.

M: Sure, what else is there to say, but Im game, let the circus continue, .

She Takes off her shades and shows me a hell of a shiner and pulls up her shirt and displays one mother of a bruise by her shoulders.

W: Do you see what he did to me?

M: THat effing piece of sht did this to you?

W: I told him about what happened yesterday and he lost it.

M: Im going to his work place right now.

( I take three steps towards the end of the deck and I am shaking like a mofo, I say something like he is in for a world of hurt)

W: NOOOOOOOOO, stop, I want to call the police.

Again , i dont remember exactly what went down as I am in whirlwind mood.

I make another few advances to the stairs and stop. I come back .

M: He needs to be beaten. He needs to feel what that feels like.

W: Lets let the police take care ofit.

W: I was at a friends house after and she said I should call the police.

M: Ok , well call them .

She seems reluctant.

W: IM afraid to do so . What do I have to say. I caused him to do this. I told him we slept together and the madder he got, i told him that you forced yourself on me so that he wouldnt be so mad, but he would not calm down. I lost count how many times he hit me and then he threw me down. Ripped off my pj's and panties and dragged me to the bathroom.

He threw me in the tub and was on top of me, threatening to hit me with his fists. He poured juice on my head as well. I thought he was going to kill me. I seriously thought I was dead.

M: Has this happened before.

W: ONce, but not as severe. He told me that if i ever left him that he would harm me and if you were the cause, he was going to kill you.

M: That effing punk. If he was so plsseed off at me, he would have taken a swing at me downtown today when I was in front of him but he's not a man is he. He wont fight men. Mark my words, he needs a beating.

W: Then you go to jail right? How smart is that>

M: I cant believe he did this to you.

( I am shaking from anger, I want to go down and feed him his nuts)

W: Me either, I knew he would be upset and that was my way out.

M: What? You planned this?

W: I wanted out and I told him if he ever touched me again, that I would leave him.

M: That makes no sense. You could have just left him period and come back to me and our family.

W: No, I needed to do it this way.

M: Well obvuiously I dont want to upset you further, but that is not a normal way of thinking.

W: I know Im a little crzy. I dont think rational.

M: Okay, well call the police

W: What do you think they will do ?

M: Arrest him, thats what. You still care for him dont you, you dont want to see him go down.

W: NO i dont care for him. I havent for some time but i needed to do this my way. Im just not sure if calling the police is the answer.

M: Either you call the police on him or its going to be on me cause Im going down there and they will have to arrest me.

W: I cant but i want you to do it please. Im to shaky right now.

M: OK, give me the phone.

I report it, the police officer is a former student. We are instructed to get there by 11:30. She gets videotaped upstairs with her statement and i give mine downstairs.

Police instruct me to go downtown for a coffee and they are goint to pick him up. I go downtown and sit in a bistro seat a safe distance away from the hotel, I dont want to miss him coming out in cuffs. Police go in the front , but they take him out the side, I see them drive by with him in the back.

I dont feel great with what happened to my wife but poetic justice is served.

I walk back to the car where my wife is there talking to the police. Last minute details and then we go to my place.

She tells me that she wants to come back and has wanted to for some time but he kept threatening her and terrorizing her that if she left him , he would hurt her.

I say

M: I understand that your life is in turmoil right now but I cant just rescue you as much as I would like to .

W: I understand, are you going to keep seeing that girl?

FOlks Im drained, I will finish this up another time.

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