The door cracked, trails of blood spattered throughout the house. Floor boards squealing and squeaking as to give off warning of an invader, but not enough warning. Heartbeat thumping louder than moans of pain, more blood but in pools. That's when I saw my aunt with the door half busted lying on her beat body where she tried to take shelter from her ex boyfriend. She was beaten with a metal pipe. This was the first time I had met her personally. She lived right down the road from me and I remember sprinting as fast as I could when I saw her text message. Today was the day I realize the government was cruel and corrupt by the blind, the deaf and the dumb.
When the police arrived, (I had called them before I went over), they arrested my mutilated aunt aunt right in from of me. I was filled with so much rage. I felt like I was going to be the next one in handcuffs. The ex boyfriend had scrapes, claiming the house was his and she had invaded it. He was almost twice her size. He didn't even have keys to the house. All the doors were broken down, all of her appliances, like TV's and expensive materials, demolished.
Thirty-two percent of women in jail of self defense crimes involved an ex boyfriend or husband. It was happening to my aunt, she was turning into a percentage right in front of me. I was beyond frightened when I watched them drag her away barely conscious body away.
How could the police be so stupid to believe him? Was he paying them off? Why did they not take him as well? He obviously had attacked her as well.
She was able to tell her story and he was locked up for two weeks for trespassing. Two weeks later he stalked her to her work and destroyed her brand new Subaru that she had saved up to buy. No charges. Three days after that, her house was broken into, everything she had replaced was destroyed. The doors wouldn't even lock anymore because they were so busted off the hinges. Trespassing charge. Months later, I was at her house, between then he had broken in many times destroying her phones, computers, her crafts and hobby collections. He broke in and started beating her in the middle of the night while I was spending the night to ensure her safety.
My aunt was twice my size, and he's twice hers. I could bite, kick and scream as much as I could but it was not going to stop him. I took my aunts gun and fired twice in the air. She looked as though I'd had shot her, and he was cocky and thought a kid would not do anything with it.
He put my aunt down after holding her up to the fan, letting it bounce off her head. I shoved in right into his mouth. It was one thing to beat her when no one was around, but when people were present to be witnesses? This guy must have been as stupid as the police arresting my aunt.
I wanted to pull the trigger with all my might and watch him die. I never wanted to see bruises on my aunt ever again. I wanted to spend nights, paint nails, do hair, and make necklaces without watching...