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I went to the police station with my sister first thing this morning, so that they could get more information from her about what happened and file a complete, detailed report.
I think it's bullshit that he STILL hasn't faced all the legal consequences of the original incident. But they're revoking his appeal on the rape charge, so he has a second degree felony for that hanging over his head. I know a lot of rape cases are dismissed, and the guy gets away with it for a number of reasons, because it can be hard to prove; especially in cases like my sister's, where they were in a relationship with their rapist. But the cops have record of the rape kit, as well as pictures of the bruises on her neck, chest, and shoulders from him forcibly pinning her down. So I'm hopeful that he'll be convicted.
He had a suspended six month sentence for assaulting my sister, but the suspension will be revoked. I think it's pretty funny that he's getting a second assault charge for coming after me, even though I fucked him up. But he swung first, so my plan worked. I'm not sure what type/level of charge the restraining order violation will be, but I know he's being charged with it.
Right now he's looking at a few thousand dollars in fines, and possibly a few years in jail. The cops said that even if he isn't convicted on the rape charge, he'll still be in jail for up to a year for the other shit. So I'm pretty happy about that. I hope he gets convicted of rape, since his appeal was revoked, but we'll see. I'd love to see that mother fucker locked up for even longer.
Apparently I fucked him up more than I originally thought I did. Some of this is a repeat from my last entry, but here's a full list of his injuries, according to the cops. Now I'm somewhat surprised that I'm not in trouble for using excessive force or something...but it was both self-defense and defending my sister, so I'm safe. Anyway, his injuries are: Nose broken in a few places, and he had to have reconstructive surgery; broken jaw, which had to be wired; four broken ribs; fractured cheek bone; fractured wrist; seven stitches in his head; and of course the black eye and some other bruises and minor cuts. I'm glad I fucked him up as much as I did. The motherfucker deserved it. He deserves more than that, but I'm glad I fucked him up more than a little bit.
I don't think I have ever fucked someone up that badly before. Close, but not quite that bad. Like I said in my last entry, I used to fight a lot, so I got pretty good at it. Before this happened, I hadn't been in a fight like that in about nine years. Something like that. I'm way too old for that shit. And as I've said already, I think fighting is stupid, but in certain situations it's necessary. I'm glad to know that I'm still good at it, in case I ever need to do it again. I hope I'll never have to, but I think it was absolutely warranted in this case.
I'm taking the week off work. I obviously had to tell my boss what happened, but I don't want other people asking about it. If you walk into work with a black eye and a few cuts and bruises, people are going to ask questions. It's something I'd rather not talk about. It's nobody's business. I also told my boss that part of the reason I wanted to take the week off was to help my sister. She needs all the love and support she can get right now. I took almost the entire week off last week, too, so that Jenny and I could take that trip. I'm sure a few people will ask questions about why I was gone for two weeks (if not more...we'll see what happens), but I'll just come up with some other excuse. I'll say we extended our trip or something. I don't know. I think I'll work from home later this week, but I'm completely taking off at least a few days. I'm lucky that my boss is so flexible with my schedule, and so understanding. It's nice that I can work from home when I need to.
I'm still seething. My mom is out of town with her boyfriend, but we called her and she's flying home today. Cassie is still at my house, holed up in the spare bedroom. When we got home from the police station she went in there immediately, to try to take a nap. I hope she'll be able to get a little bit of sleep. She needs it. Neither of us slept last night. I need a nap too, but I don't think I'd be able to fall asleep if I tried. I'm kind of surprised that this whole ordeal didn't bring on any cravings whatsoever. No complaints there though. It's shitty enough as it is. I am just SO fucking mad, and I'm sick about the way he treats my sister, and the things he has done to her. It kills me to see my little sister suffer like this.
Fuck, I'm exhausted. Physically and emotionally. I'm a little sore, too, but I don't care. I fared a hell of a lot better than that asshole did. Seriously...you do NOT fuck with my family. Maybe I'm overly protective, but I feel like I need to be. SOMEBODY had to protect Cassie. It's my duty to do it, as her big brother. I have always been really protective of her and my mom though. Probably because of my abusive asshole dad. I never thought I could hate someone more than I hated him, but I hate my sister's fucking ex-boyfriend even more. I hope someone rapes him in jail, so he can see what it's like. Normally, I would never wish something like that upon anyone, but fuck him. I want him to suffer, like he made my little sister suffer. At least he's in a lot of pain right now. I wish they could make him go without painkillers. He may be in physical pain right now, but he doesn't have to suffer from the emotional and psychological pain he has put my sister through. It's bullshit. I seriously do not understand how a guy could do something like that to a woman. It is absolutely beyond me. Fucking piece of shit.
I'm sorry if I update about this a lot in the next little while...I am just SO furious.
I think it's bullshit that he STILL hasn't faced all the legal consequences of the original incident. But they're revoking his appeal on the rape charge, so he has a second degree felony for that hanging over his head. I know a lot of rape cases are dismissed, and the guy gets away with it for a number of reasons, because it can be hard to prove; especially in cases like my sister's, where they were in a relationship with their rapist. But the cops have record of the rape kit, as well as pictures of the bruises on her neck, chest, and shoulders from him forcibly pinning her down. So I'm hopeful that he'll be convicted.
He had a suspended six month sentence for assaulting my sister, but the suspension will be revoked. I think it's pretty funny that he's getting a second assault charge for coming after me, even though I fucked him up. But he swung first, so my plan worked. I'm not sure what type/level of charge the restraining order violation will be, but I know he's being charged with it.
Right now he's looking at a few thousand dollars in fines, and possibly a few years in jail. The cops said that even if he isn't convicted on the rape charge, he'll still be in jail for up to a year for the other shit. So I'm pretty happy about that. I hope he gets convicted of rape, since his appeal was revoked, but we'll see. I'd love to see that mother fucker locked up for even longer.
Apparently I fucked him up more than I originally thought I did. Some of this is a repeat from my last entry, but here's a full list of his injuries, according to the cops. Now I'm somewhat surprised that I'm not in trouble for using excessive force or something...but it was both self-defense and defending my sister, so I'm safe. Anyway, his injuries are: Nose broken in a few places, and he had to have reconstructive surgery; broken jaw, which had to be wired; four broken ribs; fractured cheek bone; fractured wrist; seven stitches in his head; and of course the black eye and some other bruises and minor cuts. I'm glad I fucked him up as much as I did. The motherfucker deserved it. He deserves more than that, but I'm glad I fucked him up more than a little bit.
I don't think I have ever fucked someone up that badly before. Close, but not quite that bad. Like I said in my last entry, I used to fight a lot, so I got pretty good at it. Before this happened, I hadn't been in a fight like that in about nine years. Something like that. I'm way too old for that shit. And as I've said already, I think fighting is stupid, but in certain situations it's necessary. I'm glad to know that I'm still good at it, in case I ever need to do it again. I hope I'll never have to, but I think it was absolutely warranted in this case.
I'm taking the week off work. I obviously had to tell my boss what happened, but I don't want other people asking about it. If you walk into work with a black eye and a few cuts and bruises, people are going to ask questions. It's something I'd rather not talk about. It's nobody's business. I also told my boss that part of the reason I wanted to take the week off was to help my sister. She needs all the love and support she can get right now. I took almost the entire week off last week, too, so that Jenny and I could take that trip. I'm sure a few people will ask questions about why I was gone for two weeks (if not more...we'll see what happens), but I'll just come up with some other excuse. I'll say we extended our trip or something. I don't know. I think I'll work from home later this week, but I'm completely taking off at least a few days. I'm lucky that my boss is so flexible with my schedule, and so understanding. It's nice that I can work from home when I need to.
I'm still seething. My mom is out of town with her boyfriend, but we called her and she's flying home today. Cassie is still at my house, holed up in the spare bedroom. When we got home from the police station she went in there immediately, to try to take a nap. I hope she'll be able to get a little bit of sleep. She needs it. Neither of us slept last night. I need a nap too, but I don't think I'd be able to fall asleep if I tried. I'm kind of surprised that this whole ordeal didn't bring on any cravings whatsoever. No complaints there though. It's shitty enough as it is. I am just SO fucking mad, and I'm sick about the way he treats my sister, and the things he has done to her. It kills me to see my little sister suffer like this.
Fuck, I'm exhausted. Physically and emotionally. I'm a little sore, too, but I don't care. I fared a hell of a lot better than that asshole did. Seriously...you do NOT fuck with my family. Maybe I'm overly protective, but I feel like I need to be. SOMEBODY had to protect Cassie. It's my duty to do it, as her big brother. I have always been really protective of her and my mom though. Probably because of my abusive asshole dad. I never thought I could hate someone more than I hated him, but I hate my sister's fucking ex-boyfriend even more. I hope someone rapes him in jail, so he can see what it's like. Normally, I would never wish something like that upon anyone, but fuck him. I want him to suffer, like he made my little sister suffer. At least he's in a lot of pain right now. I wish they could make him go without painkillers. He may be in physical pain right now, but he doesn't have to suffer from the emotional and psychological pain he has put my sister through. It's bullshit. I seriously do not understand how a guy could do something like that to a woman. It is absolutely beyond me. Fucking piece of shit.
I'm sorry if I update about this a lot in the next little while...I am just SO furious.
