The other Saturday night I was up late on the net while my wife and kids were all in bed asleep. I gradually became aware of raised voices, an argument or something going on outside. The argument got louder and louder until I could hear exactly what was being said.
I was intrigued. This wasn’t something that normally occurs where I live and so I went to our upstairs hall window and peered out. There was 2 guys and 2 girls staggering along the street a few houses down from ours. One of the guys (20-30) was shouting and screaming at one of the girls. He was accusing her of shagging some other guy.
So, there I am, enjoying the entertainment, when they get level with my house. Right at the end of my garden path. They stop. The swearing/shouting is by this time almost deafening. Then he tries to hit her. I mean real swings, no messing around. I thought, whoa, this is not good, but luckily the other guy and girl, sort of fend him off and keep him just out of reach.
I relax again and watch the show. By now I am joined by Mrs Legion, who as been woken up by all the commotion. Just then I notice a couple of kids, about 13-14 years old. They are walking along the other side of the street towards the disturbance. All the while, this guy is still trying to attack this girl but is still being fended off.
As these two kids get nearly level with the ruckus, they cross the road. I remember thinking Oh no, don’t do that, stay on the OTHER side of the road. As they get about level with the ruckus, the guy who wants to hit his girlfriend turns round and hits one of these poor kids with perfect right hook to the chin. The kid takes off, I swear it, he took off and landed in the middle of the road. I HEARD the sound his head made as he landed. He was obviously unconscious and seriously hurt.
My wife and I were both stunned. We couldn’t believe what we had just witnessed. Before we recovered from our shock, the guy who hit the kid walked over to him and STAMPED on the kids face! Jesus Christ, he just lifted his foot and stomped down with all his force on the unconscious kids face!
My wife and I couldn’t believe what we had just seen! It took a second or two before we could react. By then the attackers mate had dragged him off the kid and was calming him down. I had instinctively reached for the front door, I suppose to go out there and protect the kid, but my wife pulled me back. She didn’t want me to get involved, seeing as they would know exactly where we lived etc. I let her stop me and just called the police and an ambulance.
What’s bugging me is that I know I didn’t want to go out there and face this nutcase. My move for the door, what a joke, I KNEW my wife would stop me. I feel like such a fraud.
P.S. The paramedics turned up and took the kid to hospital. The cops turned up and did fuck all to anyone, despite my call - in which you have to give your name and address - about being a witness. A women at work has a son who is a local policeman. I asked her about the kid and what was going on in the investigation. She said her son told her that the kid will recover and “what investigation. The kid is a known drug dealer/thief and he got what was coming to him”.
Well, that doesn’t lessen my feelings of self loathing. I can’t get it out of my head. He stomped on that poor kids face!