Saturday, April 30, 2011

DUI

oh, god, you can't tell my mom. I know- I should have never even left my house, officer. I know that now.

the smell? no, of course I wasn't drinking. officer, believe me, I don't drink. it's not my car. no- wait, I didn't steal it, it's my brother's. I, well, I may have borrowed it without permission, but that's not technically- oh. he can? my brother won't press charges.

I'm telling the truth about the drinking, though. I'd never drink and drive. give me all your sobriety tests, the breathalyzer if you really want to. I haven't touched the stuff in months.

why is that so hard to believe? just because I hit a tree with my ca- with my brother's car doesn't mean I'm drunk. I was just angry, okay? I was distracted, not intoxicated.

I had a fight with my brother. uh, kind of a, a big fight. then I took off. then I hit this tree. that's exactly how it all happened.

about what? oh, I don't know, how about you smell the fucking car? sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. he's just been drinking a lot and it's- it's really hurting my family. my mom's sick. uh, she doesn't- it's hard for her to deal with it right now. my dad died years ago. my brother was- he was hurting my-

no, I never called the police about this. look, it doesn't matter, right? it's a domestic issue, I dealt with it- I deal with it on my own.

I didn't leave my mom alone with my brother. I- look, I know how dangerous people are under the influence. give me the ticket already, okay? I have to go. I just have to get out of here right now. please-

it isn't blood. no, I'm not hurt. get off of me! don't touch the car- there's nothing in there, there's nothing in there!

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it was an accident. I just pushed him, and he hit his head, and- and- I didn't know what to do- he was going to hurt my mom. oh, god, you can't tell my mom.

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