So to start this I live with my mom and her husband and my little brother, until I cansave for a car and move out again (I could buy one now, but I'm saving up for a moderately nice one so I won't have to worry) I work nights and ride my bike to work, 5 miles each way. I enjoy it because I like the night and it helps me get pumped up for work.
Yesterday on the way there my tired popped and I ended up running the rest of the way to work, and still made it on time. My mom was going to take me to Walmart so I could get a new bike tube but just told me I could borrow her car for one night.
About an hour before I have to leave I hear my moms husband drunkenly yelling at her about something I did(but my mom told me to do). So I go ask him what the problem is, he immediately turns at me, takes a few strides while shouting "fighting words" and then charges and tries your classic take down. I know he's drunk so I don't strike him, I body slammed him and got on top and repeated that I wasn't going to hit him while he continued to struggle out of my holds while swinging at me. We stand up and I walk away and he shouts at my back "enjoy walking to work", this set me off.
I only have two modes, really cool, chill guy who doesn't let problems affect me too deeply, and the full rage of the bear(which comes out less than once a year on average). His comment sent me into rage mode and I turn around and start striding at him while raging screaming, I didn't intend to swing on him, but once I was in arms length he started swinging at me again. This time I fight back and I'm on top of him and I pummeled his face 3 times and he says he's done.
As soon as I heard that I immediately stopped and let him up, as soon as he gets up he swings at me again and I drop him for the third time, I guess third times the charm because he realizes he's not gonna win this one and I reluctantly let him up onc he's done.
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I've had fights where I had to set up trip alarms so he didn't attack me in my sleep. That shit is the worst. If this kind of situation doesn't de-escalate then I'd recommend moving honestly. That kind of worry really tears on you.
So at this point I'm verbally saying I don't have time for this anymore and I go take a shower to get ready for work, some stuff is said between him and my mom while I'm in the shower and he goes, in the garage to leave but he's in there for awhile. He fucking puts his security club (pic related) on my moms car and takes off in his car, preventing me from having any way of getting to work.
I can't believe this shit man, first I get attacked 3 times and then you prevent me from going to work? And the reason for all of this is so fucking mundane, nobody(drunk or not) could see any reason in it.
I had to call out, boss didn't seem happy but I didn't tell him why over the phone. Hopefully I can explain tomorrow and he'll cut me some slack.
He's not bad 99% of the year, they never argue. But he's got problems with me being back at home, even though I'm quiet, keep to myself and don't invade his space. I was allowed back for a few months because I had a run of bad luck that ended with me living in my truck for a few months, I agreed to move out on may 1st and have plans to do so. The funny thing is he lived with his parents off and on well into his 30s, so I don't see where he has a problem with me doing it.
I hope, for my moms sake I didn't ruin her marriage, but I tried really hard not to fight that fuck. He wanted it and he got it, last I heard he was calling me a little bitch and was gonna sober up and kick my ass.
I doubt it though, he's a total manlet.
I live in SoCal outside of the city, most things are on the order of 10-15 miles away and public transport is garbage(I used to take it when I was a teen). I work at night starting at 12am so I'd be hard pressed to get a ride from a friend.
Kick his ass again, anon. That's the only way he'll learn. He has a complex that's too fucked up for anyone to understand. He will always resent you and make fun of you until he realizes what he does and says to you will get him beat up.
>most things are on the order of 10-15 miles away and public transport is garbage
More garbage than not having a job?
>I hope, for my moms sake I didn't ruin her marriage
Just move out, dude. You have no business getting in between them. Trying to turn your house into the fucking Brady Bunch is mission impossible so stay out of his way until you're gone and don't participate in any dick swinging contests because all its going to do is hurt your mom and make shit more stressful.
File a police report for domestic violence. He'll be gone quickly.
First guy with paperwork wins. Do NOT warn the drunk or your mother.
Ignore what your Mom wants because anyone who tolerates a drunk doesn't deserve for that choice to be respected.
Don't let this asshole have the initiative. Strike first, strike once.
Stop depending on your mother for stuff. Anything she gives you can be yanked out of your hands. Get rides from coworkers.
never strike first. that way you can claim self defence.
get a cheap shit box toyota corrolla and move your ass out. you can always save for a better car later on. sounds like you being with your mom is agrivating things at home.