We walked in to the Police Station. Mum got to the counter first and said that she wanted to organise a restraining order for me. The police officer walked out the back and came back a few minutes later with the Sargent.
"Follow me please ladies" the Sargent said. The Sargent made his way to a seat behind a desk that had mounds of paperwork piled up on it. Mum, myself and Layla sat in front of the table facing the officer.
"What can I do for you today" he asked. Mum piped up and started telling him what had happened. The officer looked at her and told her that he had to hear it from me.
I started explaining everything that happened. The officer stopped me and said " is he doing drugs?". "He smokes a lot of pot and when he does he gets aggressive" I responded. The officer chuckled "pot won't made him angry it will make him calm!". I couldn't believe what I was hearing. " I'm telling you sir that it does make him aggressive". I burst in to tears.
Another officer came to the door and asked Layla to follow him to make a statement, she got up and followed him to another room.
Back in our room. The Sargent asked me to continue with what had happened and when. "We love! From experience I must say it will only get harder if you leave, it's probably best to go back". My heart started racing, was I dreaming? Did this office just say go back? I thought the police where here to help you but he just wanted me to make it easy.
Mum stood up and leant on the table "excuse me but I would like to ensure that you protect my daughter, can you not see what he did?, we want a restraining order to stop him coming near her".
The Sargent asked me to write down what had happened. "Why didn't you complain earlier?" He asked. I sat silently then said in a whisper "I don't know why". He didn't say much else apart from telling us we would have to attend court on Monday and sit before the judge to get a AVO (apprehended violence order). We got our paperwork and as we were walking out the young police officer that was speaking with Layla said "we are going to pay this Jay a visit and warn him to stay away". I looked up from the ground I had been follow with my eyes, tears welling and looked him in the eyes and nodded. I couldn't say anything else. "It will be ok" his said as we walked out.
As we walked out the front no one said a word. Mum was disgusted in the Sargent and his comment. A single tear rolled down my cheek and I darn not relax or they would all come flowing out. I should have felt safer after walking out of there but I didn't. I didn't feel secure. Maybe the Sargent was right, maybe I should go back so Jay doesn't hurt anyone I know.
I didn't realise it but at the time I said exactly that out loud. Layla grabbed me and said "Emily! Your not going back to that lunatic, I'm not scared of him and your mum and everyone else can help protect you from him". I reached out and hugged Layla without saying anything.
For the next few days and nights I stayed at mums. We didn't leave the house and even now and then I would hear Jay's car. I was constantly frightened and stressed. It wasn't long before my baby was due and this could not be doing my pregnancy any good.
Monday arrived and we went to the court house. We saw someone we had known for years sitting there. He had know Arthur's family forever they had grown up together.
We had to sit out the front of the courthouse until we were called in. The police prosecutor came over and had a chat with me before hand. He ran me through everything and told me it would be ok. He was a lovely guy.
I heard Jay's car before I was him. He didn't get dressed up for court. He was wearing a Balmain Tigers Jersey and footy short. He sat on a bench about 3 metres away. He kept staring at us. I couldn't look at him but Layla look straight over at him. He lifted his hand to his neck and made a cutting movement then said "you and your kid are next" to Layla.
A bit about Layla. Layla was beautiful long blonde hair, blue eyes and dark skin. She was also a fire cracker. If you threatened her, her friend or family she would lose it. She did not take shit from anyone.
When she heard this she raised up and started yelling at Jay "did you just threaten my family? You fucking freak!, she was getting closer and closer to him yelling". The police prosecutor heard what was happening and came out. Layla explained what he had done and the prosecutor walked over to the police and asked them to talk to him.
The police told Jay to behave himself but this didn't stop him. Our names were called and Jay was walked in before me with the police following him. He was sat up the front on the left and we had to sit on the right. I looked over at Jay and he saw me. He lifted his hand to his throat and made a slashing movement, just as he did this the judge, police prosecutor and police all saw it.
The police prosecutor told the judge why we were there. " I have read the notes on this case" the judge stated. I had never been to court before I was petrified. "Stand up Mr X" the judge said to Jay. " this is the second time I have seen you in here in the last 2 months for assault, what do you have to say for yourself" the judge stated.
"I didn't do anything" Jay lied.
"I don't believe a word that comes out of your mouth Mr x. I saw you with my own eyes threatening Miss x. I find what you have done to be disgusting" the judge said sternly.
The judge swore at Jay a few times during the court case but the one I remember the most was when the judge said "I grant the restraining order for 2 years, you are not to contact or go within 500 metres of Miss X". "She having my fucking kid, I have to be able to see it" Jay spat.
I was crying thinking about him coming near me again, he would kill me. I looked at the judge and tears where streaming down my face, I was shaking.
"Mr X, you have beaten this young lady the entire time she has been pregnant. She still hold bruises on her today. You obviously didn't give a fuck about the child when you where doing this. You are not fit to be a parent. I put it to you that you are not a fucking father, the order stands you are not to be within 500 metres of Miss X and not contact".
My heart lifted. My tears stopped of a minute (as I write this there is a lump in my throat and my heart is racing).
Jay screamed out that if he couldn't have me No one could in the middle of the court room. This made me snap out of the relieved feeling and right back to scared again. The judge told him if he heard one more word out of his mouth he would send him the gaol. Jay shut up. We sat and waited for Jay to leave to court house before we left. I had to sign paperwork. As we walked out the front Jay was near the door. "I will get you Emily!" He said to me as I walked out. What he didn't realise was that there were the two police officers standing behind him when he said this. I kept walking but when I looked back I saw the to officers holding on the each of Jay's arms and they disappeared behind the courthouse.
We went home and I didn't feel any better about the situation. This bit of paper wouldn't stop him is all I could think.
I found out later that those two officers took Jay out the back of the court house and beat him whilst using a phone book so not to leave any marks. I smiled when I thought about this. I know that probably sounds bad but just once I would have loved to have been there to see it.
We didn't hear from Jay for a couple of days. I would say that he was a bit saw.
That night while I slept I dreamt of walking in to a pharmacy and a lovely lady said to me "what a beautiful baby girl what's her name?". I told the lady her name and she smiled and said "that is beautiful". I walk out of the shop as I did I woke up.
I walked out to mum and said "what do you think of this name if I have a girl?". Mum replied "that's beautiful Emily". I had picked the name if it was a girl and if it was a boy he would be Joshua.
The next morning we went shopping for baby clothes just mum and eye. The entire time I had a bad feeling Jay was following me (usually when I had this feeling he was there somewhere, it's weird how I sensed him). I kept looking over my shoulder my heart filled with dread and fear the entire time. As we were walking back to the car I saw him. He was standing about 10 metres away and followed us to the car.
"Get away Jay, we have a restraining order, we will call the police" mum stated to him and opened my door and helping me in to the car. "No fucking piece of paper will stop me" he yelled at us. When we got home mum called the police and told them what had happened. They said they would follow it up. I don't think they did.
The next morning early when I woke I went in to mums room. "Mum! I have really bad pain in my tummy" I said as a sharp pain shot through it again. "Emily, I think your in labour sweetheart!" ......
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