Calling 911 is always fun!

So hubby and I we laying in bed @ 2:50am on Friday night.

To be honest I had barely made it home from the bar, a few friends from the restaurant headed out to the local watering hole for some drinks. Well some drinks turned into lots of drinks and we had the most hilarious night!

Anywho... So laying in bed I head a car alarm go off. (Hubby is DEAD asleep). And then I hear the neighbours right above us someone came home and slammed the door.

Then she SCREAMED.

And she SCREAMED and yelled something about "get the hell out of here"

I am shaking the hell out of the hubby to wake him up as I fly over him for the phone.

More terrified screams. I dial 911 and tell them what is going on and I rush to the window to see when the police arrive. I run outside in a blanket to meet them, I am not sure I wanted my new neighbours to know I called 911 on their ass, but I was scared shitless.

You know how you hear some scream and all the hairs on the back of your neck stand up?

The police pounded on the door for 20 minutes. I swear I was thinking she was dead. They came back to ask me a few more questions. Because I did not hear anything like "I am going to kill you" or any other kind of death threats and she refused to open the door (probably because he would not let her)

They left and told me if I heard ANYTHING else to call them right away.

I am still sick about what happened up there.