Day 2 : Boredom and bad surprises

Day 2, 11/07/25
Boredom

I wake up next to a whale ejecting its air into my face (my bro, 2 centimeters away from my face with his nose breathing too loud).
I am as tired as when i got into bed.
I go down stairs to eat breakfast, we’re almost out of food so i only eat 3 little biscuits that barely feed me, and then i go shower.
It’s been 5 days i’ve been wearing the same clothes because we barely have any of them, and so i get out of the shower all clean, and i smell like a pig that just rolled itself in mud.

Then, without wifi, you know what i did ?
Nothing…. For 3 hours till it was time to eat.
(I mean i did free a little bit of space on my computer but it took like 15 minutes).
Then, for a little bit of diversity in my activities, i did Nothing. For 4 hours.
Then its 4pm so we eat whats left, im starving as if i didnt eat anything in 4 days.

All of a sudden my mom gets a phonecall from the police station, to be more precise, the police station that is in charge of any complaints in the region where we used to live (we will call it police station #2).
And so my mom answers and she is kinda thrilled that the complaint got transferred so fast (because she filled the complaint in another police station that was in charge of complaints in the region where we are in now) and heres how it goes :

Mom : hello ?

Police officer : Hello ma’am, are you [full legal name]? We got your husband in our interrogation room.

Mom : Yes it’s me, you really got him fast !!!

Police officer : What do you mean ?

Mom : Wait, you received the complaint i filled against him, did you ?

Police officer : I am sorry ma’am, we did not receive any complaints against your husband

*Silence*
And so my mom tells her (the police officer) what the complaint is about, and so the police officer goes:

Police officer : Okay, i will call you back, now i need to talk with him.

This day, she didn’t call back.
And so we discuss about what just happenned, and we’re like:
«Why would he be in the police station if it wasnt about the complaint».
Then she gets a call from the police officer that listenned to my mother when she filled the complaint.
They discuss, and he says «If they did not receive the complaint they have no reason to take your husband in their station, the only reason he would be there is if he got here by himself».
And so we realise that he is putting himself in the «Look at me i am the father that is worried about his family », the victim role.

And so the call ends and right after this, my mom gets a notification from microsoft security that says «We think someone that wasn’t you has accessed your email » and we realise…
He knows….
Now he knows what we’re up to….
Now the «we went to our grandparents house» cover is compromised….
He knows……

We decide to go buy some food, and get some dvds at the library.
I was all of the time breathing loudly, as if you could call this breathing, i could barely breath, i felt like i was boutta pass out, all of the time we were out.
To go buy food, we decided to go to the store where we knew he would not go, the market that acted as his kryptonite, the crucifix against satan, the church against demons :

Lidl (a very affordable market).

And you know why he hates this market ? Because its too cheap for a guy of his rank (he acts like he’s super rich and he has like 20 suits of the same color, and he has a car that eats 8L per 100km. Oh and he buys fake watches btw, just saying. Little friendly fact : buying fake copies of watches is illegal).

So we buy the food, me, with my mothers phone, with the calculator app opened (we cant go past 100€ which is very short for us).
Then at some point, i hear a ringing…. The ringing of my fathers phone.
I panic.
I get a shot of adrenaline charging up inside… Then i realise its actually the default ringing from the alarm of the phone of my father, which means its was probably someone else phone with an alarm that rang.
It wasn’t him.
When we finished buying food, we go to DistriCenter (a shop with very cheap clothes because we barely have enough rn) and i decided to get a extremly cool looking sweater, japanese themed.

We come back to our temporary house and we finally eat, i eat and im like «I need more» and i eat a whole yogurt of 150g (that is like 3 portions) and i’m like «More !!!» and i eat 2 slices of bread with nutella on it, and then im finally feeling better.

As i am writing this, i am about to sleep in the same bed as my mom (she said i could, because i really cant sleep in the same bed as my bro).

The fact that my father now knows that we filled a complaint against him stresses me up, and now only 1 wrong move like withdrawing money or using gmail, and he knows where we are. I am scared.
I never felt this kind of fear before. The kind of fear that makes you want to hide, want to run, want to scream. I now know how it feels like.

Side note from 5 days after i wrote this chapter : he actually didn’t know, the police officer didn’t tell him about the complaint we filled. So yea i was just being ultra-parano at this moment, but i had my reasons.

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I know this is like, your trauma and stuff, but this is incredibly well written.

Thank you very much
It's good to hear that