I ran into my ex-boyfriend Nick while I was out walking around in my dream (I can't remember where I was when I saw him) and decided I would try and make things right since him and I didn't exactly have a friendly breakup. He wanted to sit down and video tape us while we discussed what had happened and told me he eventually wanted to make a video on violence in relationships. All I could do was laugh since him and I really didn't have a physically violent relationship and I wasn't really sure what he was trying to imply.... however, I suppose I could describe the mental anguish both of us suffered as being violent in some form or another (especially since it obviously still torments me to a point).
Nick ended up getting offended and left... He showed up at my house later on with his new girlfriend, who happened to be my buddy Eric's best friend in Omaha, NE, and another guy who I've never seen before. Long story short, this girl has issues with other women, she's overly protective and really doesn't give a shit about anyone or anything. She started talking a bunch of nonsense to me to start drama so I told them to get the hell out of my house. Once outside I locked them out and the girl continued to yell and scream obsenities at me so I threw a glass full of cranberry juice at her head. Of course the girl got pissed and they started to break into my house.
I called the cops just as they broke through the door. I was able to mace the two men before the girl pushed me into a closet and started to beat the hell out of me. I was still on the phone with the police so they could hear all of the commotion go on as it occured. The girl finally got off of me and the three started to run just as the cops showed up to arrest them.
The last thing I remember was watching a TV crew set up camp to do a news report as I collapsed on my living room floor balling my eyes out as the choas of the police surrounded me.
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