#by /u/LemonDynamite

[prorevenge]

Abusive EX-Stepfather: Pro-Revenge That Was 20 Years Tn The Making.

TRIGGER WARNING: This story is based around physical abuse, if this bothers you, please keep that in mind. Thank you, and I'm sorry that is based around that, but these things happen a lot.

TLDR: At the end

Back Story:

My mother married my horrid step-father (we will call him DB = douche bag) when I was 3 years old. He never accepted me in the home, because I wasn't his child. He would literally call me red-headed step-child. (I had red hair at the time) Just so he could use the "joke" of "Beat you like a red-headed step-child". He would beat me, verbally abuse me, and drop me off at his "friend's" house so I could be abused and he got money for it.

He is an absolutely awful, evil man.

I left home at 12 to go live with my biological father to get away from him (he has recently broken my nose), and so DB started abusing my younger brother and sister. I didn't know this until a few years later (he had never abused them before I left, just me).

BTW: I am 4'9" 26 year old woman...I'm fairly small (this will come into play later on).

Here Begins The Pro-revenge:

So after leaving my mother (about 4 years ago) DB got remarried right away to a gorgeous woman (with money) who was a cancer survivor with two teenaged girls. I saw the problems with this right away, but it wasn't really my place to do anything (yet). So all I could do was warn the woman about him. BUT since he is so smooth with his manipulations, she didn't believe me.

One day I got a call from my mother, saying DB had come by to get some of his things. While there DB and my (13 y/o at the time) brother got into an argument...and somehow my brother "fell down" the concrete stairs and busted the back of his head open. Brother was being rushed to the hospital, so I headed that way immediately.

He now has slight brain damage but he was healing up fairly well. After he got out of the hospital, we all suggested he stay with our aunt (my moms sister). So he did. By this time he had a restraining order against DB and we hadn't seen or heard from him, which is good.

About 4 days into his stay at our Aunts, his cellphone rang with a number none of us knew. When brother answered it was DB, and he was livid. We could all hear DB over the phone as he was yelling every word. Saying he was going to come "take HIS son back home" and that DB "has had enough of this over dramatic babying of his son! His head will be fine!"

I set my hand out and brother hands me the phone.

ME: "If you come anywhere near him, we will have the police on your ass so fast you won't even catch a glimpse of brother." I said this in a calm but firm voice. DB huffs and hangs up.

We figured that would be the end of it. DB wouldn't be stupid enough to violate the restraining order right??

WRONG.

About an hour later DB whips into the drive way and begins stomping up to the door. I have myself parked right in front of the door.

DB: MOVE!! I'M HERE TO GET MY SON!! YOU CAN'T KEEP HIM FROM ME!!!

ME: Oh yes, we certainly can.

By this point my uncle had already called the police and is now recording us. I'm no so sure that DB noticed. DB yelled at me again.

DB: MOOOVVVEEEE NOW!!!

ME: There is no way in hell that I am letting you in. You will just have to go through me.

DB: Fine. By. Me.

He says monotoned staring me down with a look that could kill a demon.

WHAM!!

The first punch landed in my stomach, the second made contact with my chest and the third missed most of my body.

[In the state I am in, it is considered self defense if they have hit or swung at you 3 times. BTW I also have two black belts]

CRACK!!

I palm healed (hit with the bottom part of the palm of my hand) him in the pelvis. Causing that little piece of cartilage that holds your pelvis together....to bust. So the bones in his pelvis fell together and he collapsed. He couldn't walk, sit, or stand.

When the cops arrive, he begins to wail about the pain and how he wants to press charges for assault. But my uncle has the video showing that it was self defense. (I don't ever start fights, but I'm damn well gonna try to finish them).

Uncle showed the video to the officer and I let him know about the restraining order and why it is in place.

The officer begins then to read DB his rights as he gets into the ambulance.

So after about 6-8 months, he had surgery twice to try to fix his pelvis, but to this day he still walks with a limp and a cane. And I hope each step reminds him of what he has done.

Revenge over right??

WRONG... ;)

I did some research on him and apparently he had been dating, his now wife, way before he and my mother got divorced; however DB had been telling wife that he was already divorced and she believed him.

He was also hadn't told her about his criminal record or me. ;)

So I dug up any scrap of anything that I could use as evidence against him, to show his new wife, so she could see how he really is. He apparently had also told her, he limps because he has "bad arthritis".

The two of them frequented a vape shop in my town, and so a plan formed. I grabbed up all my evidence and went to the vape shop to wait.

They finally came through the door, and I went up to "say hi".

ME: Hello DB. How are you?

DB: OP! What are you doing here....(in a kind of sheepish voice)

Wife: Honey, who is this?

DB: She's my...She was my...errr...

ME: Hi, I'm the reason he limps, its lovely to meet you.

Her eyes got as big as dinner plates as she turned her gaze on him.

She went to say something but stopped...still in disbelief.

ME: Oh and I have a surprise for you!

I say in a sweet sing, song voice as I hand her the folder full of evidence such as : Divorce papers proving he was lying and cheating, testimonies from my siblings and I about how he is in the home, and his criminal record spelled out. I even threw in one of his mug shots, just like the cherry on top.

She sat at one of the tables and was reading through everything and she was shaking with anger, I feel sorry for her but she CAN do much much better.

So he is now divorced (again), broke (no job), living with his mother, and will limp for the rest of his life.

Pro-Revenge Completed.

TLDR: My step-father was abusive when we were kids. When we got older he bashed my brother's head. So I made his wife divorce him as well as I gave him a limp he has to deal with from now on.