my girlfriend's best friend threw me down the stairs and manipulated her into breaking up with me he then tried to burn my house down and assaulted me so I got him imprisoned I was discharged from Special Forces after a mortar shell injured my leg and back at home I reconnected with my high school sweetheart I was at her place one night when I woke up to someone climbing the stairs I got up and pulled out my shotgun and in response the guy screamed my girlfriend's name turns out he was her brother well he wasn't actually
her brother just a junkie who worked with her years ago and she once gave gave him a cheeseburger to help his come down he began pleading with her saying he was evicted and needed a place to stay because this was her house I had no say and she agreed to house him he was extremely disrespectful towards her during this time he demanded she cook for him do his laundry and buy him groceries well one fateful night he demanded I wash his dishes for him I told him to off and turned around to walk downstairs and
out of the apartment I was a few steps down when the door behind me flew open he ran at me and pushed me down I landed on my back and hit my head on the concrete he then jumped on top of me and I fought back I grit through and got on top of him then proceeded to start wailing blows on him I honestly didn't care if I unived him someone had to die and it wouldn't be me but then my girlfriend saved his life she heard the yelling that was happening down stairs and she
came running and found me on top and wailing down blows on him over and over she screamed for me to get off and I did as soon as I did his mouth started running sister he threatened to un alive me and he attacked me and threw me down the stairs because I asked him to bring back the PS3 I honestly thought she might believe him for a moment but thankfully she knew that was lies the neighbor security camera outside backed that up that morning I took her to work I took her three-year-old daughter to daycare
one thing I need to mention is that my girlfriend had a three-year-old daughter whose Dad wasn't in the picture and she was the sweetest and most adorable little girl ever anyway after I took her to school I went to work I had to explain to my boss why I had bloody knuckles and why I was holding a cold pack to the back of my head they offered to call the police so I could press charges I told them no my boss damn near ordered me to call the police or he'd put me on medical leave
to which I replied that I'd rather be on Med leave than lose my girlfriend for calling the cops on her brother it was made clear to me under no uncertain terms that I am a particularly stupid kind of eye hole and that that would come back to bite me in my butt someday well he was right basically brother gave her an ultimatum that either I leave and she dumped me or he leaves and walks out of her and her daughter's life which to be fair to my ex that loser had been the only constant male
figure in her kid's life since she was born so that would have been devastating for the gremlin and she wanted to spare her that kind of pain and so that meant I got the axe honestly I'd have rather taken an actual axe to the heart because what I actually felt was way worse it's one thing when you're saying goodbye to the woman you love but to have to also say goodby to a sobbing little kid you wanted so much in your heart to adopt and make your own I don't want to meet the man who
can hold back the tears from that that man scares me I went back to my apartment I put together a little box with the toys and keepsakes and clothing items they'd left behind and waited for the right time to bring it by her work I was a broken man but that little he wanted to kick me while I was down he had mentioned a while ago he had friends who would kick my butt if they ever got the chance and I always thought he was bluffing well he wasn't bluffing he did have some friends with
wrap sheets and bad intentions and in the months that followed her and I breaking up he put them to work I woke up one morning to discover my car had been blocked up the wheels taken off and they had spray painted stuff on my car after busting out my windows what my insurance didn't cover cost me $2,500 in repairs police were called a report was made surveillance footage was useless though faces covered they wore gloves so no prints and it's not like they're rolling out the CSI to collect hair follicles off the deck for auto
vandalism 2 weeks later an attempted arson attack on my front door someone wearing a mask mask and a hoodie lit a Molotov cocktail and threw it at my front door's welcome mat and if it weren't for the apartment's fire sprinklers actually working my apartment would have burnt down with me in it because I wasn't jumping from the third floor balcony that was a more serious crime cops were very interested in solving it but again no usable prints face covered for the camera Etc then it was quiet for a month my ex had reached out to
me when she heard about the fire and I told her I knew it was her brother but I didn't have any proof she said she'd say something to him and coincidentally nothing happened again for a while until I guess cops came around asking to talk to him because obviously I gave them his name as a person of interest in the month and some change since our spat she basically forced him to find some kind of work or she was going to kick him out so he had gotten a part-time gig at an auto shop in
town that had a rep for being the one you don't go to but fine to recommend to someone you hate they cut Corners everywhere they could so it was a perfect job for the weasel at least until the cops came looking for him one day asking about that fire the owners didn't like having cops asking about their employees so since he'd only been there a week or two he got the boot he deeply appreciated that so one night I am getting home from work I had stopped at the gym on the way worked up a
good sweat and got a bite to eat from the grocery store I pulled into my spot in my Enterprise Rental my car was still in the shop and walked into my apartment real quick while I was over 21 and legally owned guns and had a concealed carry permit on days where I was on base I did not carry my pistol it's incredibly rare for anyone whose explicit job description doesn't include carries a pistol at all times to be allowed to carry a weapon on base since I'm not leaving a pistol on my car and there
weren't any places to securely store a weapon while I was working I just opted to not take my gun with me it's also why I did not have a pistol on me the morning brother jumped me I was unarmed I lived on the third floor there was a fourth floor above me and stairs leading to it I heard footsteps coming down the stairs fast and I turned to see four guys in hoods masks and wearing gloves coming towards me my door was open so I dropped my groceries and tried to slam the door behind me
they got a foot in and managed to wedge through into my apartment What followed took place during a period of about 14 seconds the neighbor across the way after the fire got a security cam installed outside their door as well so we know the actual time stamps down to the second I kept a loaded pistol tucked in a Closet near my front door irresponsible I know but I was younger and more naive than I am now in the scuffle with the first guy who came through the door I managed to reach my hand into the
closet find the gun and push myself back and Away to give us several feet of space I remember very vividly seeing all four men in my doorway and hallway the first guy I had just pushed having been body blocked from falling backward and was starting to come toward me a second time I raised my pistol this one was a Sig P226 chambered in 40 Smith and Wesson and just as I heard one of them Shout gun I started lining up shots and pulling the trigger there were no limb shots no shooting to scare them I
didn't try to Wing them body body head as I had trained as I had been taught the first guy went down the second guy caught two of the through and throughs from the first guy before I plugged him in the forehead the third guy stopped dead in his tracks before catching four Center of mass and the fourth guy was halfway out the door before I emptied the rest of my magazine into him through friend number three and whatever I could see and aim at well unfortunately the the AY hole lived but what that meant was
that I couldn't be charged in the most serious way possible for it however the first three recipients of my high velocity sleeping pills didn't live the first guy in sides were all over the second guy the second guys were all over my wall they were all pronounced dead on the scene the fourth guy was my ex's brother of the three bullets that connected him one grazed his butt the other thoroughly lodged itself in his right butt cheek and the third one hit him Square in the spinal cord right around the kidney area shattered his spine
and completely destroyed his lucrative career in competitive break dance and bicycling he was paralyzed from the naval down had to have a permanent catheter to catch his pee and a diaper for what was now the most useful byproduct he was capable of producing he'd never walk again he'd never sleep with anyone again and when he was healthy enough to be discharged from the hospital he was locked up in prison given three charges since he caught the wp for his three buddies getting un alived he was also charged with conspiracy to commit unal living assault battery
and he even caught the reckless endangerment charges for me discharging my firearm in an apartment complex with another apartment across the hall from the open door I was shooting towards he was never going to breathe free air again I would like to say that this ended up happily ever after that she took me back that we got married and I adopted her little one and we had a couple spares of our own but she didn't within 24 hours she declared that she was scared of me that she did not want me anywhere near her or
her child that she'd call the police on me if she ever saw me near her home or her place of work which sucked I liked the Target that she worked at she called me every name under the sun she accused me of sicking the cops on him to instigate a response just so I could shoot him she ignored the arson the vandalism the various threats he'd thrown at me in the previous months we were together I never saw her again she blocked me on everything her family blocked me she changed her number she transferred to
a different Target and after a couple of months she moved to a different apartment in a different part of town it has been 8 years and I still haven't heard from her I know she's alive friends of friends informed me she got married in 2020 had a second kid and is happy so more power to her I never got my happy ending my white picket fence believe it or not unal living three guys even for a person trained for war and conditioned for the possibility that one day he might have to do it messes with
your head especially when you consider it happened in your home and not in Baghdad there's a huge mental and emotional disconnect and difference between un Al living someone for work and unal living someone because your life was in danger I had PTSD I couldn't touch any of my guns once I got them back for a full year without having panic attacks the Navy was great about it all they aided with the investigation including that CEO who called me the Apex donut giving his statement of that morning I got jumped I was offered the chance to
live on base with protective detail until things cooled down I declined 8 years since then I've retired I'm now working in the private sector I have my own LLC making great money doing cyber security and site security Consulting occasionally I go out boating my partner of 3 years is the most loving supportive person I've ever been with I know they have my back no matter who tries to un alive me we're talking about having kids before we get too much older Life's good but you know what really warmed my heart just the other day a
Google alert I set up 8 years ago triggered it was brothers first and last name followed by the word obituary it turns out someone in prison got sick and tired of the Annoying white boy in a wheelchair talking so much crap and flexing on people believing nobody would hit someone in a wheelchair they used his wheelchair to un alive and used their shoes to finish him off with a few good Stomps of course it doesn't say that in the obituary it says he was a bright and lovable lad when he was young who fell into
hard times in his early adulthood and landed in prison the real surprise is apparently he is survived by a daughter none of us knew he had back then so sucks for her but I doubt she ever got a chance to know him anyway honestly that's for the best