You Got Bail?

Okay so, your probably all wondering what I mean by "bail"... Bail as in "I got bail from jail"...No, not me!

Oh that's right! You all don't know the story! I fully neglected to tell you! Well here, let me fill you in..

This all takes place 2012 between the months of May-June. Remember the boyfriend I had before Matt? Yes the one I broke up with for Matt in one of my previous blogs called "A Year Ago". It was mutual, we both agreed that the relationship was going no where. So like any two NORMAL people would do, we called it quits.

...Nope, of course not! There always has to be a crazy person! Yes! freaking bat shit crazy!

So anyways, we had decided that we could possibly still stay friends. WE ended up doing our own things, barely spoke, which was fine. Until the day of our anniversary came around which was May 29th, he showed up at my door, no phone call or anything, just showed up with a shit load of gifts..What the ****? Umm we are BROKEN up remember? He pushed these things on me and gave my a love letter that was confessing his dire love for me.

I didn't have it in me to tell him I was seeing someone else, that and the fact that my MOM told me not too cause it might make him go crazy...

So I had just repetitively drilled it into his head that "We are not dating any more!" 

After making him leave, he left all the stuff he brought with him. I immediately called Matt and read him the love letter that sounded MENTAL!

He was basically still implying that we are still dating and that he will always love me, and that we will work through this....NOOOOOOO! UGH!

Okay let's make a long story just a tad shorter.

June 21st, 2012, It was the World Cup for Soccer and it was the day Portugal was playing, who they were against I can't remember for the life of me. Anyway, the idea was to go for sushi and then back to Matt's house to watch the game with him and his dad.

We ended up picking the sushi restaurant near my area, well its practically near both our areas, whatever. We had lunch and went back to his house and watched the game. He had work later on so I ended up driving him and then went to my friends house to help her study. I was there till 9:30 pm.

When I got home, it was about the time Matt was done work so we were now chatting on the phone, we ended up talking till 12:00 am and still going until....

*BOOM BOOM BOOM*...Someone was smashing on my font door..

Me: "The hell, Matt.. I think someone is knocking on my door.."

Matt: "What? you sure?"

Me: "Shhh, hold on ...."

The dogs were going ape shit, barking and freaking out. I was holding Noce back and telling him to shut up.

Me: "Yeah Matt, there is definitely someone at the door."

Matt: "Who the fuck would be at your door at 12:03 in the morning?!"

"COME OUTSIDE NOW! I KNOW YOUR IN THERE! COME OUT NOW!"

More banging and smashing on the door!

It was my ex, and he wasn't going to give up or stop.

"Matt, it's my ex, he's freaking out on my door! Why do I have a bad feeling about this like he found out about us?"

"I highly doubt that, how would he? Just relax and stay quiet..He will eventually go away."

almost 8 minutes later he is still going at it. Then here silence...

"DON'T MAKE ME COME UPSTAIRS!"

What?!?! Did I just hear the right?!?! "Don't make me come upstairs"? But are you in my house?!

"Matt... I think he is in my house!"

"Are you kidding? How? How would he get in? Does he have a key?"

"Noooo!.. Hold on! I'm going to look!"

I leave the phone in my room, and head down the hall way and peek around the corner where the staircase is....

Blow and behold there he is! Standing at the bottom of my staircase! He had broke into my fucking HOUSE!

What ended up happening to shorten things, he did find out, from one of his friends that spotted me and Matt and the sushi place. He ended up assaulting me and calling me horrible names.

BUT WE WERE BROKEN UP?!!? LIKE WTF?!!? and to top it off.. YOU AGREED WITH IT! BACK IN DECEMBER! HELLO?!?!

He was smashing me around the garbage cans, against the walls, car, everything. Can you believe with all that noise and me screaming help, plus all that chaos that happened before that, no one woke up to help me? My useless mother stayed in bed... and my sister who was awake did nothing... yah... gotta love family...

 I told him to get off my property and finally my dad came home and he decided to fuck off..Only after he had beaten the crap out of me and called me a whore and a slut for 15-20 mins....

Apparently when I had put the phone down to see if he was in my house, Matt had started counting how long it was taking me. After the 4th-5th minute he took his phone, with me still connected and grabbed a weapon, his dads car, and was headed to my house. Of course I made it back to the phone before he got to my house, he was in total 4-5 mins away after everything ended. He decided to come anyway and forced me to go home with him. He didn't want me to stay home after that. I was pretty shaken up,crying and in shock.

In the end, Matt forced me to get a restraining order and he was put in jail for a night. The only reason why we decided this is because my ex literally lives down the street. Yep, scary right?

I just received a letter in the mail saying he got bail on Jan 22 of 2013? What does that mean? Don't you have to be in jail to get bail? I'm so confused!

At the bottom of the letter it also states :

"Please remember that if the accused breaks the rules set by a court, you may be in danger."

Uhhh :S....Okay? Great? I'm in danger now? ...

*Calls detective that dealt with case*