Legal Advice (Life is Chaos)

At first, I wasn’t going to be specific about the certain issues we’ve been having, but Mason and I need advice.  We are practically begging you for real legal advice because we don’t know what to do at this point.  I hope you enjoy just a piece of our hectic lives.  Warning: this part is not pretty. 

So what you do know is that we lived with Mason’s grandmother.  Mason lived there for over sixteen years, and the last couple years he had his own bedroom.  That is where we both kept all of our belongings.  Everything was going well until Mason’s brother and his girlfriend got evicted because they didn’t pay their bills.  What they didn’t say was that they didn’t pay their bills because they were using that money for drugs. 

I’ll tell you about these two people.  They are manipulating, and they lie to everyone so that they believe the best in them.  Most, if not everything they say is lies.  They told us that they were on crack, pills, and other illegal drugs.  They even did these drugs in front of us, but we did not touch any of these things.  We kept to ourselves what we knew.  For some reason they trusted us with the truth.  There was many people that they trusted with the truth of their lives, but some things were still kept a secret. 

For one, only very few people know the truth about their daughter.  Before she was one, she was taken from them, but they blamed it on someone else.  The fact is that they got drunk and one of them sat on her, breaking her femur.  They were granted visitation rights after that, but they did not make those appointments.  When they did, they treated that little girl like crap.  It wasn’t long before they lost their visitation rights too. 

We also know that they have been stealing Mason’s grandmother’s checks and forging them.  There were bank statements to prove it, which Mason’s dad has.  At first they took that mail so no one would find out, but we ended up getting ahold of one of them, and the rest was found when they were kicked out.  On top of forging her checks (over $2,000 worth), they stole cash and anything worth value that they could pawn. 

Moving on.  When they were evicted, Mason’s grandmother allowed them to move in with her and live in her bedroom.  This bedroom was supposed to stay hers, and she was supposed to be allowed back there, but that didn’t happen.  It became their bedroom and what was supposed to be a short stay turned into as long as they wanted.  She had a lot of personal belongings back there that they got ahold of and pawned. 

We did not trust them, so we got a lock to put on our door.  It was supposed to be a lock that you couldn’t pick, but being as the house was a trailer, the door wasn’t that secure.  It could be forced open if someone really tried.  We knew this, so we didn’t leave that room alone that often. 

It turned out that somehow Mason’s wallet had been stolen.  At first we thought he misplaced it.  It did not have any cash in it, but it did have his bank card in it, and his driver’s license.  This was a big deal because Mason’s brother did not have his license (even though he still drove).  What I also forgot to say is that Mason’s brother had eight warrants out for his arrest, and they were continually running from the cops.  It was a given that no one was supposed to give information of where they were out.    Later, Mason’s wallet was returned.  You wouldn’t guess who took it. 

Everything was on and off then.  One day they would be okay with us, and then the next they would be threatening us, and punching holes in the wall.  They kept trying to get us kicked out, but at the time it wasn’t working.  The truth is that we were tired of this though.  There was a couple nights where we stayed in the woods in the middle of winter because we couldn’t deal with it anymore.  

Anyways, the cops showed up at the house.  This was not the first time, but Mason’s grandmother had opened the door this time because she hadn’t realized who it was.  Mason and I had heard the door open, and we had gone out knowing that it was the cops.   By this time Mason had gotten a new wallet with a new I.D., and he had changed his bank card.  They asked for his I.D. because he looks like his brother, and once they knew who he was, the questions started flying. 

First, they asked his grandmother if they were living with her, and she said no.  But when they asked Mason, he didn’t lie, but he told them that they were in fact living there.  Note: they were out getting groceries at the time.  His grandmother was then in a pickle because the cops knew that she was lying.  That was when they said that he had eight warrants, 7 for traffic violations, and one for domestic violence.  They were aware that Mason’s brother’s vehicle had dead tags on it, and that he did not have a license, but drove without it. 

When the police leaved, his grandmother told Mason that he gave out too much information.  Mason told her that he wasn’t going to lie to the cops.  I completely agree with this, and I don’t regret the fact that we told the truth.  In the end, she told us that we had to get out, which we already knew.  Besides the fact that she was kicking us out, we knew that as soon as they got home from the store, they would know what we said.  His grandmother never kept her mouth shut about stuff that she should. 

That was when we got as much of our belongings as we could, which wasn’t all of it, and left leaving the door locked.  Conveniently, they pulled into the driveway as we were leaving.  They asked us about the cops and everything, and we told them that his grandmother said that they were living there.  They got angry, and Mason’s brother punched and kicked the vehicle.  As he was distracted, we slowly backed away trying not to look obvious.  They started gathering the bags, and we started walking to a family friends.  When we were out of view, we ran.  Once we reached her house, she locked the door, and we hid. 

Of course, not ten minutes later they showed up knocking on the door looking for us.  No one answered, and eventually they left, but they still drove around the park looking for us.  We called the cops, but they said that they couldn’t do anything unless they had a gun to our heads.  We found out later that this was not true. 

This is where you know that Mason went to his dad’s, and I stayed there.  After three days, we went back to get more of our belongings.  That was when we found the room broken into, and trashed.  They had tipped over a desk, and dumped diesel over everything, including all of our clothes.  The smell was so strong that you could smell it outside.  That was when we noticed things missing: two printers, two i-pods, a camera, a playstation 2, and two prepaid cell phones.  (One printer showed up after we called the police about them being stolen.  They said that everything was civil, but that they would talk to them about it.  Obviously they said they had nothing to do with it.) 

A couple weeks later, we went back with Mason’s younger brother.  I stayed behind because of the diesel smell being bad for the baby.  At this time, Mason’s brother was in jail.  When Mason, and his younger brother reached the door, Mason’s brother’s girlfriend tried locking it, but they opened it.  She then called 911 and said that they were flipping out when in reality they were calm.  They went to the room to see if they could find the things of value that were stolen. 

Afterwards, they went back to our family friend’s house, but then we heard that the cops were at his grandmother’s, so we went back.  When we got there, they questioned everyone, and they were rude to Mason and his brother.  Mason’s brother’s girlfriend said that she had been pushed by Mason. 

There is a reason this isn’t true.  For one, the dispatcher stated that Mason and his brother were calm while she was freaking out.  For two, Mason’s brother was in front of him when he went into the house, and she was in front of Mason’s brother.  She had also locked herself in his grandmother’s bedroom which was past Mason and I’s bedroom.  Mason was given harassment charges that he could have fought, but we figured that we should just pay it and get it over with.  Mason had just got his job, and he couldn’t miss work for a court hearing.  Again we mentioned to the police the things that had been stolen, but they said it was civil.  Mason’s dad also showed up, and the cops found things that was used to get “high”, but they didn’t do anything about it. 

Of course we were very upset about the things that had been stolen, but we let it go because they kept saying that they couldn’t do anything because it was civil.  After that, once Mason’s brother was out of jail, every time they seen us, they gave us the middle finger.  This wasn’t that big of a deal, but Mason and I still wanted to get a restraining order for the safety of our baby. 

Then, two weeks ago, Mason’s brother found out where Mason worked.  He threatened to call in and get him fired.  The next day Mason warned his boss, and his boss said that they don’t put up with that.  A few days ago, Mason’s boss pulled him aside to tell him that they had in fact received a phone call from Mason’s brother’s girlfriend attempting to get him fired.  Mason did not get in trouble. 

Now, just last night, our family friend’s air conditioner wires were cut while they weren’t home.  It was ninety degrees out.  They did this because they have seen us come in the trailer park to visit her, and for a while they thought that we were living there instead of at my parents. 

The fact is that they know now where we live, what vehicle we drive, and where Mason works.  They have just been kicked out of his grandmother’s house because of them stealing everything from her.  They are angry, and blaming this on us.  Therefore, we are in danger, and supposedly we can’t do anything about it because everything is civil.  It’s gotten to the point where Mason keeps a baseball bat in the truck for protection during the day, and at night he keeps it in our bedroom.  Now we have to be careful and make sure to lock everything up.  We have to walk on our tippy toes because the cops won’t do anything about them. 

Being that I’m pregnant, this is an issue.  So I know that this was very long, but please, please, please give us advice.  We have no idea what we can do, but we do know that something has to happen.  Leave a comment down below (as long as you want), specifying anything we can do in details.  This will be a great help to us.  Thank you, and I hope your day is much better than ours.