Years ago when I graduated HS I moved to Oklahoma city to go to college. My uncle had this grand plan that I could stay with him, work, and go to school and life would be awesome. My uncle had been a bachelor for years and it didn\u2019t take us both long to figure out that I\u2019d need to find me some new living arrangements. After a few months I moved out of my uncle\u2019s house and in with John and Dee.<\/p>\n
During the time I lived with my uncle John was a frequent visitor there. John and Dee lived up the street a mile or so in an apartment complex. After John got off of work and while he waited for Dee to get home he\u2019d come over to my uncles place. They would sit in the living room, drink, smoke and watch T.V.<\/p>\n
One night they both filled me in on a incident that happen a few weeks prior to me moving in.<\/p>\n
Late one night John shows up to my uncle\u2019s place. Seems John had massive knife wounds all over his arms. He\u2019s bleeding really bad and passes out on the couch. My uncle was a retired military \u2013 I think he was medic but I could be wrong. He bandages\u2019 John up and calls his home phone trying to reach Dee \u2013 with no luck.<\/p>\n
My uncle wakes John up at first light to find out what happened. Seems John doesn\u2019t remember anything. He doesn\u2019t remember getting his arms cut up or what had happened that night. John, worried about Dee runs outside to drive home \u2013 no car.<\/p>\n
Seems what ever happened last night John managed to walk my uncle\u2019s place.<\/p>\n
My uncle and John load\u2019s up and heads to his apartment. They were horrified at what they found. The door was completely kicked in. Blood was splattered all over the walls. Various items were broken all over the floor.<\/p>\n
Dee was no where to be found.<\/p>\n
John instantly called the police. They started their investigation and searched the place while John got on the phone and called all the friends and relatives \u2013 looking for Dee.<\/p>\n
Finally, he found her at a Aunt\u2019s house. She picked up the phone and I was told the conversation went something like this:<\/p>\n
Dee: \u00a0\u201cHello?\u201d<\/p>\n
John: \u201dOh my god! Are you alright? I\u2019ve been looking all over for you!\u201c<\/p>\n
Dee: \u00a0\u201cYes, I\u2019m fine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Police: \u201cSir, ask her if she knows what happened here last night.\u201d<\/p>\n
John: \u201cI called the Police. What happened here last night? Who done this?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dee: \u201cYOU DID! *click*\u201d<\/p>\n
John (to the police): \u201cShe was at her aunt\u2019s place. She doesn\u2019t know who did this.\u201d<\/p>\n
It seems John got drunk and went home. Dee would not let him in because he was being belligerent. So, he kicked in the door. Dee armed her self with a kitchen knife and started slashing at John while he walked through the hallway. Dee, also threw what ever she could grab at him also. Then, John just turned around and left . He walked to my uncle\u2019s house and \u2013 Dee went to her aunt\u2019s place.<\/p>\n
I guess that could be construed as \u2018true love\u2019. In a side note, John managed to get the apartment complex to replace his door for him for free because someone broke in.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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