its 6 am. really?

this morning has been an interesting. this story is dramatic and needs a bit of a introduction. the walls in this joint are paper thin, so its not rare to hear the people next door having a party or playing poker. I few months ago Gabe and I woke up at 6 am to a girl and guy fighting. she was begging him not to go, he was slamming doors. a little annoying but i thought for sure she was just cray cray. this morning was round two and it didn't go quite as smoothly. she was yelling things like 'get off me' and 'help me.' we thought alright a little more serious we should maybe call 911. before we could even call she came running by our apartment screaming for help. straight out of a movie. we called 911 and they of course couldn't find our address...'is mill cove one word?' 'what county are you in?' really people??? we have a women screaming for help here! well charlotte meck cops are really on their game. if you get shot you have a better chance of surviving if you drive yourself to the hospital. they took over 30 minutes to get here...i just think when we tell you a women is screaming for help that should maybe light a fire under your tushy. anything could have happened in 30 minutes! luckily for her nothing did happen, and when the cops finally arrived she sent them on their merry way. So sad. that was her chance to speak up and say something. she had cops right there and instead she told them everything was fine and sent them on their way. I feel bad for her. I pray she makes better choices and gets away from the situation before it gets worse. even gidget was upset. all that fighting can really rattle your nerves.