My neighbor came knocking on my door after 11 pm last night asking to use my phone; her husband had beaten her up. When I got home last night around 10:30, I saw him marching across his yard and stomping down the street, but didn't think much of it because I'd seen that from him before. I was a little surprised that it was my door she came to, but I let her use my phone to call 911 and let her cry on my porch for a few while she waited for the police. I feel for her and her little girl, but it was so awkward since I really don't know them.
I'm nice when my neighbors say hello or whatever, but I pretty much avoid them otherwise. The dude has a temper, and so does his brother who happens to live on the other side...evidently I'm surrounded by families with domestic violence issues, and it sucks. The other brother was arrested several weeks ago, so it's been pretty quiet on that side since then. I typically don't hear as much from the other house (she even asked me last night if I could hear anything from their house), unless something happens outside and then it'd be about his brother's wife calling the cops on his brother. The guy got into it a few months ago with the cops in front of my house when they'd arrested his brother for an incident, but I'm not aware of the police being called on him until last night. Of course, I'm a private person so I pay as much attention to their business as I would want them to pay to mine. I don't know if he went to jail or not since he wasn't there when the police came, but I hope the woman and her daughter can find a safe escape from the situation.
I kinda feel like a jerk for feeling this way, but I hope her coming to my door doesn't become a habit & doesn't lead to issues for me & mine with her psycho husband. I hope he doesn't make an issue out of it if he finds out I let her use my phone, but if so, he better not fuck with me. I don't want it to go there.
This shit makes me miss living in the country where there are no neighbors for miles.