Now the last few days have been absolutely wild. I have had my fair share of crazy mothers but a friend of mine has had by far the craziest set of siblings I have ever seen and you know that saying "the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree"? Well after everything that phrase took on a whole new meaning. Everything in this narrative is based on actual events and there will be name changing to protect privacy so here we go.
Let me give you some background just so you have an idea about where I am coming from. My friend Ray was always telling me about his mother and his brothers and how he felt like they hated him. From his older brother who was a drug using sell out who is now a family man, to his gay brother who is all about money and thinks he's cool because he works at Apple. To his shit for brains mom who keeps calling him an accident. He went as far as telling me that the reason his mom didn't like him was because he resembled his dad whom she was married to for about 38 years who she ended up cheating on. Kinda wild right and kinda hard to believe at first. Now that was until we started hanging out more and we decided to date and I eventually started spending the night with him at his moms house. Everything seemed normal for the most part I guess. So at the time I couldn't really get a grasp on what he was talking about. Ooops did I mention when his mom got her new boyfriend she kicked him out because he didn't feel quite comfortable around her new boyfriend. Which is pretty reasonable considering he was only looking out for his mom something everyone as kid who loves their mom wants to do.
Now keep in mind that Ray hasn't had a real job yet which is reasonable I mean getting started this day an age is hard. Shit I dint have my first real job until I WAS IN MY 20s sorry I just wanted to emphasize so no one felt left out. Now that was the stigma in his family and I guess you could say that he was crucified for it in the long run. You know because this day and age are run by the concept of money. Who can complain though life is getting expensive however that should only make a difference if you are indeed driven by the very concept that is in fact money. I wasn't to thrilled about it as I didn't really care if he had a job or not I guess you could say I was really the odd one out at the time.
Now staying with his mom was absolutely one of the strangest things I have ever experienced to be honest. On the exterior she seemed really sweet, but with people like that there was always something off. I could see it in the way they argued and the way she passively pushed her concerns about him off of me as if I had all the answer to him. That was fine for the mean time but the worst was yet to come and started to come when it came down to the things she said and we started arguing and he would direct all his aggression at her considering she would decide to put her 2 cents in, when it came to every argument. I felt like shit because at time I would jump in and at times defend her. The arguing got really out of control and we couldn't seem to figure out why, but he swore it was her. I didn't quite see it at the time and to this day I am still feeling stupid.
In my defense something about him changed, we went from going out every day to him sitting depressed in the grave over anything his mom said, he was an entirely different person. He even showered everyday. The dark energy and the past with his mom is what consumed him and it didn't help considering the boyfriend his mom was dating that he got kicked out over stayed there. Things were a little awkward, but I had a car so we did our best to get out everyday and not think about it. Even with that being the case the arguments didn't stop. W e managed to hold it together for the holidays when his brothers came down to visit, although that went straight to hell, his oldest brother Mason didn't want to talk to me and anytime we occupied the same place he made it a point to avoid me. His second older brother Aiden was great not just for the simple fact that he was gay and I usually flock to those type of people. I figured we would be fine and that since his family liked me we would be okay. Here I go again being stupid again.
I was texting his mom every other week about our arguments because I figured who's gonna know about him more then his mom. Her advice helped in the beginning but after a while it felt like she was sabotaging me and he was trying to hint it to me. I just figured he was being a skeptic. In the long run I initially stopped texting her and I ended moving out to see if that would solve the problem but we still seemed to be at stand still and it was the worst thing in the world at the time. Things got a little easier when his uncle moved in but we were the same as always and I started distancing myself from him A very stupid move because him and his mom were going at it like cats and dogs day in and day out and I didn't feel like I was helping.
Lets fast forward a few months up until just after I got caught in that hit and run. We had to borrow her car from time to time just too get me to work and she hated it, we all got it her car was her car but I was in a pickle and I am a firm believer that everyone should help everyone. His mom disagreed and the arguing increased especially since she was running off to Lodi to go hang out with the new guy she was seeing. That was an odd one, he was her ex husbands best friend in school it was little odd and kind of gross I really didn't want to be around it. I started to notice a change in her she started not being home and complaints increased over the worst. It got so intense she stopped coming home and tried throwing him out of the house every other week. It got so bad she got his brothers involved and all they did was tell him how he should die and how much of a waste of time he was.
I got sick of it but his mom wasn't having it and we came up with a plan to get out before things got worse which they did. She had stolen something out of his room a few days prior and things got heated after that, she officially kicked him out and his brothers were coming hard with the text messages. His mom stayed at her new boyfriends and let it happen. We were in a corner and we weren't sure what we were going to do. However things got really out of hand one day when I needed a ride to work before I lost my job, we asked her and begged her but when it came down to it all she could say, "It's not my problem let her get fired". After that it was all like all hell out broke loose, I sent her a text expressing my anger the best I could and I told her I wanted her out of my life and my kids life. Keep in mind she read it that day but didn't respond.
Sunday rolled around and her reply was that she wanted me out of her house and if I didn't comply she would have the police remove me. Keep in mind I wasn't really staying there anymore so I wasn't really phased. His brothers kept running their mouths and we retaliated back in text all they could do is call names and we were over it. It really didn't get ugly until she texted him the same thing and decided to block us and the rest came down to him leaving the house one day and his mom and his brother snuck by the house and changed all the locks while packing some of his stuff up. It was chaos and I was buying with rage but there was nothing we could do at the time. He went to go talk to his dad and I flew over to his grandmas as fast as I could and I broke my heart to see him tears considering his aunt wouldn't let him stay back at their place. Something of which he didn't know until I went over there sneaking around looking for him. His aunt let me know what was up and I figured thats why he was there. I walked down the road and I found myself giving him the most gangster pep talk I could but it was hard to get through to him.
However me and his dad finally got through to him and it worked he started feeling better and we came up with a plan to have him self sufficient as fast as we could. We put it all behind us and today was great day until his aunt told him he still couldn't stay there. Which at the moment we are working out a plan for. My moral to this narrative is make sure you are good too everyone and there are some evil people in the world but don't ever make them feel like they got the best of you, karma will come back around on his mom and his brothers so now the focus is success.
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