Why I do the things I do, I'm not sure.
After the breakup with her boyfriend, we stopped being so secretive about our relationship. At this point, my parents have met her, like her a lot, and are aware that we are pretty much 99% officially dating.
She is still living at her ex's house though, so we are still uncomfortable about going 100% officially public to everyone we know. Cue the next juicy part of this story:
Throwdown Fight #2 (Nov 29 - Dec 01)So our new quest right now is compiling a list of movies that I need to watch in order to function as a human being, because I haven't even seen the most popular movies out there at this point. I opened an account with Family Video with her so we rented movies to watch. We watched one at my house and then on Tuesday (Nov 29), she asked if I wanted to come over to "her" house to watch some of them. I said yeah that it was fine, but she then told me that her ex was going to be there. I was not really all that worried. I knew things would be awkward like last time but I'd done it before and wasn't as torn about it.
So I bought candy and popcorn, brought the movies, and went to the house. I got there and was a little unsure about knocking on the door, not knowing who would answer, so I looked in the windows first. I saw her ex on the couch with a laptop and she was on the other end of the couch petting her kitten. I figured she'd jump to answer the door, so I knocked, but the ex's older brother answered (he's a cool but awkward dude, I like him). I walk in like "ayyyyy", kick off my shoes, and act reasonable to most of the inhabitants. Ex says nothing to me and I say nothing to him. After awhile, we decide to start a movie so as per usual, we try to start up the PS4 in their living room.
Lo and behold, the power cord is missing. Hmm...
At that point, we ask the older brother for help so he comes over and he's baffled. I saw an Xbox 360 in the cabinet so I suggested we use that, so we worked on getting that hooked and started up. I got the movie to the main menu and then we went in the kitchen to make popcorn. We spend a few minutes in there and then her ex saunters into the kitchen, snatches her kitten, and starts walking around with it and teasing it. Understandably she is pissed and spends a good minute trying to get it back. He then stalks off back into the living room.
I finish the popcorn and go back into the living room. Only then do I find that the Xbox has been turned off. I look over my shoulder and watch him as he sits on the couch on his laptop, but he doesn't look up. I turn the Xbox back on and we settle in on the couch, me conveniently sitting between them like last time.
This time, things were different. She's
technically single. We cuddled up under the same blanket, my arm around her, other hand holding hers in plain sight. We both ended up falling asleep on each other. The dude didn't budge all night until about 1:30AM, when he clapped his laptop shut and left to go to his room. He was there a good 6 or 7 hours. I stayed another good hour or so lying on the floor with her talking about stuff before leaving.
Jump forward to last night. I managed the evening shift at work and she was scheduled to manage the overnight shift. I made sure she was all set before clocking off and saying goodnight and went home. As I'm lying in bed with my laptop, she texts me pictures of her phone and I see that her ex is incessantly bullying her while she's at work. I took my usual role to offer moral support and ideas for action, but the dude wouldn't quit and it got to the point where she was so upset that she couldn't get work done. He was being so demeaning and abusive to her that I was shaking as if it were 10 below zero in my bedroom. Pretty much in rage, but still calm enough to formulate logical thoughts, I decided to take matters into my own hands and deal with him over Facebook Messenger.
He blocked me.
That sent me into a information hunt and I managed to pull his phone number off a screenshot she'd taken of something else on her phone in the past and going after him at 1AM. This time he answered. And boy it did not go well at all. I started off in a calm lecture mode trying to show him nicely, albeit firmly, that what he was doing is not okay. However, he blatantly refused and then proceeded to insult her directly to me. That was the last straw and I snapped. To those who know me as a relatively levelheaded person, pardon my language.
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