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2AM.. So, Im sleeping... And then I get a call from my mom. My brother is drunk, and is trying to run away with his baby. (Wth? Yeah I dont understand either)
I get up, throw on some shoes, and head on over. I keep my keys in my pocket so he cant have his getaway car (he likes to steal cars... lol,) and head out. Hes on the otherside of my parents property, so my mom tells me to go around the shed (bigass shed) to the right side while my dad takes the left. I go around, never see him. He apparently got past my dad, so I start chasing em, but he doesnt have the kid anymore.. Hmm.
I get to the other side of the house, and see my brother jump on the hood of my moms car as shes backing out and trying to drive away (kinda fast, mind you.) She and my younger brother have the kid! GG mom! lol. She doesnt wanna hurt him (you know, that whole motherly love thing) so she stops, and my dad and I stake down on each side of the car and try to get him to get off without dragging him off. He eventually does, and starts running down the driveway... Lol, likes hes gonna catch a car doing that. Anyway, she speeds off down the road, soon followed by the kids mom, who appears out of nowhere. (wtf?)
/sigh. So its my dad and myself, np. My brother runs into the house, into my parents bedroom, locks the doors, and starts looking for something... My dad guessed a gun. Idk what for, to either shoot us or himself, but hes tried to kill himself already. You know how that goes. My dad goes into the house while Im standing outside the french doors. I guess he opened the door, because dad got in. He never found the gun.
Few minutes pass by, kinda quickly, then the fuzz shows up. My brother decides to bolt (good idea? Yeeeeeeeah, no...) But my dad tells him to keep his ass still, which he does. So, hes got some brains left.
The cops run up because they saw him try to run, and then just take him over to talk to him. That passes, and they start heading out, leaving my brother here. What does my brother say, because hes got such a big head? (metaphorically speaking) "See, I can play head games with anyone, even cops" Bad move, that pissed my dad off. He flagged them back down before they rolled out. They came back in, talked again (for a short time, this time) cuffed him, and took him out. He also apparently threatened my dad, because as they were taking him out, I heard him say "What, are you gonna kill me?"
So, they take him, we call some people, my mother gets back with the baby and my little brother, everythings fine and dandy. Thats good to know, on my part.
This is only a small part of the entire story thats been going on for years. Damn.
Sorry if this annoys some people, or if anyone thinks this thread is just stupid or retarded, but typing it out or talking to someone, whether they read, listen or dont, helps. I also apologize for the many mistakes Ive probably made typing this up. Im kinda really tired, stressed, and its 3AM.
I get up, throw on some shoes, and head on over. I keep my keys in my pocket so he cant have his getaway car (he likes to steal cars... lol,) and head out. Hes on the otherside of my parents property, so my mom tells me to go around the shed (bigass shed) to the right side while my dad takes the left. I go around, never see him. He apparently got past my dad, so I start chasing em, but he doesnt have the kid anymore.. Hmm.
I get to the other side of the house, and see my brother jump on the hood of my moms car as shes backing out and trying to drive away (kinda fast, mind you.) She and my younger brother have the kid! GG mom! lol. She doesnt wanna hurt him (you know, that whole motherly love thing) so she stops, and my dad and I stake down on each side of the car and try to get him to get off without dragging him off. He eventually does, and starts running down the driveway... Lol, likes hes gonna catch a car doing that. Anyway, she speeds off down the road, soon followed by the kids mom, who appears out of nowhere. (wtf?)
/sigh. So its my dad and myself, np. My brother runs into the house, into my parents bedroom, locks the doors, and starts looking for something... My dad guessed a gun. Idk what for, to either shoot us or himself, but hes tried to kill himself already. You know how that goes. My dad goes into the house while Im standing outside the french doors. I guess he opened the door, because dad got in. He never found the gun.
Few minutes pass by, kinda quickly, then the fuzz shows up. My brother decides to bolt (good idea? Yeeeeeeeah, no...) But my dad tells him to keep his ass still, which he does. So, hes got some brains left.
The cops run up because they saw him try to run, and then just take him over to talk to him. That passes, and they start heading out, leaving my brother here. What does my brother say, because hes got such a big head? (metaphorically speaking) "See, I can play head games with anyone, even cops" Bad move, that pissed my dad off. He flagged them back down before they rolled out. They came back in, talked again (for a short time, this time) cuffed him, and took him out. He also apparently threatened my dad, because as they were taking him out, I heard him say "What, are you gonna kill me?"
So, they take him, we call some people, my mother gets back with the baby and my little brother, everythings fine and dandy. Thats good to know, on my part.
This is only a small part of the entire story thats been going on for years. Damn.
Sorry if this annoys some people, or if anyone thinks this thread is just stupid or retarded, but typing it out or talking to someone, whether they read, listen or dont, helps. I also apologize for the many mistakes Ive probably made typing this up. Im kinda really tired, stressed, and its 3AM.
. Anyway ontopic, that sucks, and I hope things get better. Sounds like you should look out for yourself though if your brother is such a nut job never know if he'll pull something on you.
