The Ryan Saga Part VI

I jumped out of Ryan's car and ran over to mine and inspected the situation. All 4 of my tires were completely flat, they had obviously been slashed and just about all of my windows were busted out of my car. I started crying. Now what in the hell was I going to do??? Why didn't I have my dad drive me to Ohio like originally planned??? Not only was my car ruined, but so were all of my clothes, because Ryan had taken everything out of the house and threw it in my car and then he busted all of my windows and then it snowed!!!! Have you ever seen frozen clothes? Yeah, I hadn't either until that day. Not to mention my stereo, my speakers and everything else in the car. Completely ruined.

I quickly assessed the situation. I could either start fighting with Ryan like I had done so many times before, but I already knew what the outcome would be. I'd end up with more bruises, possibly a broken limb and as always he would win, or I could be smart, pretend that I had come to some acceptance, sit down, relax and wait until an opportunity presented itself.

So, an hour or two went by, we were watching T.V. and Ryan got up to use the bathroom. I quickly ran to the neighbor's house, banged on the door, asked them to call 911 and they did. When Ryan came outside looking for me, I was standing outside with the phone in hand and I told him that the police were on the way. He quickly fled the scene.

Once the police arrived, I found out that he already had a warrant out for his arrest. I explained my situation to them and they called a tow truck and then, they sat at the house and waited with me for TWO HOURS until the tow truck arrived, until my car was properly hitched to the bed and until I was safely inside the truck with the driver. The police were concerned about my safety and so was I. I can say this was truly the best experience I've ever had dealing with the cops.

We drove over to Goodyear and I sat with my car for about 4 more hours. The glass people came and replaced all of my windows and I also got 4 new tires on my car. Of course, by this time it was going on like 7 p.m. and now it was starting to snow - HARD! So, I got a hotel room for the night, went to bed and then got up the next morning and drove home.


I wish I had a really inspiring tale about pressing charges and him ending up in jail. But that wasn't the case. I just came back to Maryland and tried to pretend that this stuff never happened. I partied harder than ever, I abused my body, I spiraled deeper and deeper out of control and I ended up completely and utterly alone sitting in a room by myself wondering how I had lost everything.

I went to Rehab a few months later and then I moved to Florida to start fresh - AGAIN. I changed my address, changed my phone number, changed my friends, changed my life and I never saw Ryan again.

A few months ago when I joined myspace, within about 5 days, Ryan found me, sent me and e-mail and said "I found you". I quickly made my profile private and I haven't heard from him since.

I just hope that karma steps in and gives Ryan a dose of his own medicine.