Sunday, March 16, 2008

"That's it, I'm calling the Police"

That is what I said last night, and don't worry I was not calling the police on Steve's lame jokes! We live in an apartment building with very thick cement walls. We have never really heard our neighbors until the ones we have right now. The first problem happened in November, they started coming home intoxicated on weekends, and fighting so loud it would wake us up. Usually at night (2am to 3am) but sometimes in the morning too. And since then almost every weekend at least once they come home rowdy and intoxicated and since we live by the elevator we can not only hear through our walls but we hear a lot through the door. Not only them, everyone that comes onto our floor.

Fast forward to Friday night, I was awakened by a very loud fight between two guys. It was short, and one of them left. Then on Saturday night I woke up at 2:15 to a woman screaming, at one point in the beginning she made comments that suggested she was being hurt. It went on for about half an hour, not the whole time but off and on. There was no way I couldn't do something, this was the second time in 5 months that there was screaming suggesting violence.

So I called 911, . It took about 10 minutes and they were there. All we could hear was "Open up, this is the Police". Shortly after their apartment was silent. We think they must have taken him away but we know nothing for sure. We've never met these neighbors before so we don't know much about the situation other then what we hear on the weekends. I haven't told the building manager because she doesn't really seem like one to care, but I will definitely be telling her now.

We know that we made the right decision, but at the same time calling the cops on someone is frightening and unnerving. We live only feet away from this violence and so it is our fear that he will find out that it was us. But a bigger fear is him thinking it was one of the seniors in our hall.

Have I mentioned that I can't wait to buy a house?
Regardless, pray for these two young people as we do not know the situation.
But God knows all...

5 comments:

PamJ said...

You still get rowdy neighbors living in a house - don't worry!! lol...
Just remember that no matter what, God will protect you and that you live with THE STEVE S____!
Hopefully you won't have to wake up to the noise again though.

Jobina said...

Wow, that is crazy! Good for you for calling the cops! When we first got married and were living in an apartment, our next door biker neighbors used to like having their Harley buddies over for big parties. One night I got sick of it and walked my 95lbs frame over there to ask them to keep it down. They invited me in for a beer.
(don't worry, I went home to bed instead!)

Andrea said...

I can understand your fears about calling the police. But you did the right thing.

tammi said...

Isn't it sad that calling the cops makes the caller afraid? What a sick, mixed-up, twisted world. When we lived in the city, we did that a couple of times too, and it's amazing the fear that strikes in one's heart.

You definitely did the right thing, though, and hopefully the problems have been solved.

Technonana said...

You definitely the right thing!!! It's always best to be safe than sorry. When my youngest daughter was in college, she had a roommate move her boyfriend(only for a short while, which turned into weeks) into the apartment where they lived with two other girls. Long story short, he began to beat his "girlfriend". They called the Police!! He was barred from returning,shortly after the "girlfriend" moved out!!