Don't yell at your girlfriend in front of others (meeting my boyfriend's brother)

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Background

Due to my parents' bad reaction to telling them I have a boyfriend, I decided to go home early (I no longer live with them).

I hadn't slept or eaten properly (6h of sleep and 3 meals over 2.5 days) and it took me 11 hours to get back. I was exhausted when I arrived.

My boyfriend picked me up, we went to my place and I tried sleeping a little but he wanted to talk (since the whole parents-hate-him-for-no-apparent-reason-thing is quite unsettling).

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Photo by Nuno Antunes on Unsplash

He had asked me in advance whether it would be okay if his brother's girlfriend came over because she had to wait for his brother to finish business in my city and it's dangerous if you're outside at night.

I'll refer to his brother as Max and his girlfriend as Zoe from now on.

Meeting my boyfriend's brother's girlfriend

While waiting for Zoe, I fell asleep because I was so tired, but I forced myself to get up to meet her and make some conversation. During this conversation, I decided that me and my boyfriend would join Max and Zoe and go sleep at my boyfriend's parent's place, which is ~3h away.

They had to go back there anyways, so I repacked my stuff within 3min, got into an absolutely tiny car and instantly felt regret over bringing myself into this situation in my state.

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Photo by Olav Tvedt on Unsplash

Picking up my boyfriend's brother

Again, I hadn't slept or eaten and was exhausted from travelling wearing a face mask for more than 10h.

Zoe started driving in a city that is strange to her without Google Maps (which was pretty stupid), but eventually, we were able to find the address Max had sent her.

Max wasn't anywhere to be seen, so my boyfriend went looking for him and returned with him a couple of minutes later. Max didn't greet me. Instead, he leaned against the outer wall of the house he had just exited and started to pee.

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Photo by Jonathan Cooper on Unsplash

Zoe couldn't believe her eyes, apologised to me and said that he wasn't usually like this and that she had no idea what was going on.

The beginning of the ride

The two guys got into the car and Max greeted me by yelling "WHAT'S UP SISTER IN LAW" at the top of his voice. I'm extremely sensitive to noise, and the sleep deprivation didn't add to that either. I said that I was fine and he proceeded to put on some music at a very, very high volume and started singing and dancing along.

Max was very, very drunk.

He leaned over to kiss Zoe, who was driving, but she just said that she didn't want to kiss him because he smelled like a pub and how she didn't like that.

He tried a couple more times and got really angry when he realised that Zoe was tired and didn't want to be around him while he was this drunk. He told her that she shouldn't reject him, continued talking to me at the same time and got more and more angry as time went on.

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Photo by Jonathan Cooper on Unsplash

I texted my boyfriend "bro wtf", to which he just replied that he's sorry this is happening and that he never knew it would be this bad. Mind you his brother got drunk despite knowing he would meet me that day and him usually not drinking alcohol. Neither of us knew what state he'd be in when we picked him up.

The climax

After a while of this, the screaming got more intense and he continued to insult her, try to kiss her and so on. Max said that he wanted to get out of the car immediately, which isn't possible on the highway, he got very angry when Zoe said that that wouldn't happen and kept asking her to pull over or to exit the highway. He yelled at her at the top of his voice and it didn't look like he'd stop doing that anytime soon.

All of a sudden, while we were still on the highway, while we were going 111mph/180kmh, he grabbed the steering wheel and moved his hands rapidly, the car lost its balance, Zoe started yelling, I started yelling "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU", my boyfriend grabbed my hand really tight and for two seconds, I genuinely thought the car would crash into something and at least one of us would die. Zoe luckily stayed calm the whole time, grabbed the steering wheel tightly and told Max to back off.

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Photo by Perchek Industrie on Unsplash

Because of this, he forced Zoe to exit the highway and demanded to be dropped off at the nearest fast food restaurant. Zoe tried telling him that there was no way this would work because due to COVID, these places shut down at some point and were already closed (because we were driving very late at night), but he didn't want to hear it.

When Zoe stopped at a red light, Max jumped out of the car and ran into traffic (two cars, but still). Zoe almost started crying, asked us what she should do and pulled over. My boyfriend went after his brother, who only continued to yell at him, telling him to back off. Since Max didn't have his phone on him, my boyfriend told Max to meet the 3 of us at the next gas station (which was 2mins away by foot).

Cooling down

At the gas station, Max started yelling at the gas station employee because he reminded him that wearing a mask is mandatory. Then, he went to Zoe's car, yanked out his mask and some change and bought alcohol and cigarettes to "help" calm him down.

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Photo by Anshu A on Unsplash

After smoking and drinking, he got back into the car, told Zoe to drive and stayed calm for a while - he even tried making some conversation, half-assed apologised to Zoe (but not to us) and tried to find out more about me. He said that he'd come over at his parent's house the next day, but Zoe said that she needed some time alone as a couple and I mentioned that I would need time to relax after what just happened.

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Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash

Max made fun of my Austrian dialect, commented on how his brother had never brought a girl home before or introduced him to one and said that he had never seen him hold hands with a girl before either. He also said we looked cute when I got tired, put my head on my boyfriend's lap and he stroked my hair. Max was trying to be sweet, but he couldn't make up for almost killing us.

I broke down when we finally arrived

After holding all of my opinions and feelings in for almost 4h, I couldn't take it anymore. Once we arrrived at my boyfriend's parent's place and realising we'd have to sleep on a small couch, I told my boyfriend I'd have to go home by train or I'd lose my sanity. Because of current Lockdown rules, I wasn't able to leave the house though because there's a strict curfew.

I sat down, told him that I had to break up with him after what I had seen and that I was really disappointed with him. I explained that I had expected him to say something, to stop his brother from yelling all the time, playing loud music, and to get him to have some respect. I started feeling the rage inside my veins and told him every single thing he had done wrong that day:

  • how he hadn't let me sleep
  • how he hadn't gotten me food
  • how he had pushed his own agenda instead of realising that it wouldn't be a good idea for me to meet his brother in the state I was in
  • how he hadn't faced his brother AT ALL.

I was mostly angry at myself for not saying "I think I'd rather stay at my place tonight" after seeing Max pee on that wall, right then and there. I put all the blame on my boyfriend though and he made me so angry I poured water on him to provoke him (to see whether he'd hit me or whatever like my mom had suggested he would at some point in time). He told me off for doing that and wanted to go outside, but other than that, he was good.

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Photo by Alex Iby on Unsplash

I knew that my boyfriend was more embarassed about how his brother had decided to treat us than I could imagine.

Still, I continued to talk about breaking up and how I didn't see myself in our relationship anymore after seeing how he hadn't stood up to his brother. He then explained that standing up to him would only have provoked him further, that Max was a highly manipulative person in his family that nobody liked, and that he was sorry that he had dragged me into this situation.

After fully realising that we almost died, that his brother was horrible and hadn't added value to his life for quite a while, he started to cry, which is something he never does and I know he can't force either.

I started to cry too, we consoled one another, calmed down, went to bed and returned to my apartment the same day.

The aftermath

I haven't seen his brother since this happened, he hasn't made a serious attempt to apologise to me either.

My boyfriend's family was so embarassed for how his brother had acted that they almost cried over the whole thing too. His mom scolded Max for his behaviour, but regardless, it took me several attempts to make it clear that I still liked them and judged Max for what MAX did but that I don't consider him a part of my boyfriend's nice family.

Has something similar happened to you before?

Have you seen someone yell at their partner in public or private and just thought to yourself: "wtf?"

How do you deal with black sheep family members?

Don't yell at your girlfriend in front of others (meeting my boyfriend's brother)
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