Would You Close Your Blinds?

It disturbed me last night, seeing some of the neighbors around get up, and close their blinds, even lock their doors.  I don't understand how someone can just turn a blind eye. 

If someone is in distress and you see or hear something wrong going on - would you turn a blind eye?

Last night, after 9pm here...  something happened and it disturbed me.  Not only because it brought back bad memories, but because no one seemed to care!

We live in an 8 plex apartment...  don't want to be, but it's better then the crazy house we were in before, and it's less then the place we first moved into and couldn't afford ... but loved.  Anyway ... there are several buildings clustered together and blah blah...  our place faces another ...  so you can see several apartments...   the people directly below us, they are nice enough.  I only know one name...  *T* ... she's nice enough.  Her and a few of her room-mates helped carry stuff up the stairs and into our place when we moved in.  She has a friend *K* who dates one of the male roommates ... and ...  I've heard them fighting before.  But not like last night.  They had friends over last night when we got home.  I went out on our patio to look to see if Kaedyn left his paci out there before we left, and sure enough, he had... there were several people hanging out down there at that point.  They had come out since we got home and they were all talking and what not.  We had our patio door open so I could listen to the rain and we could have a cool breeze in our place.  We'd hear laughing and talking and then all of a sudden we hear screaming.  Dennis said something like "what's going on down there?" and I muted the TV. 

One of the guys down stairs was SCREAMING ... "GET OUT YOU F*** B****" and various other stuff, just as bad or worse.  There must have been a trigger point because everything seemed to explode.  *T* was outside pacing saying "I'm about ready to call the cops" and I'm thinking, if she's about ready, then I should.  I could hear *K* still in the apartment trying to be calm but making noises like he was either threatening to hit her or throwing stuff at her.... I know those noises, I've been in that situation. 

So I decided to call the cops...... I grabbed my laptop and tried to hunt down the number for the police and couldn't FIND IT.... rolling eyes.  When I finally DID find it, I ran into a dead house phone, couldn't find the other one, my cell was almost dead (not enough battery for a call of that magnitude...) and so I grabbed Dennis and called.  I was going to tell them, a police officer needs to come as soon as possible, give the address and tell them what I had heard.  What I got...  was a recording.  "The police department is closed right now," seriously???   I couldn't find any other number - no "non 911 emergencies" number.  It was either call 911 or find a different number.......

and then I realized that the yelling was over.  So I went and stood on the patio.  And I witnessed one neighbor peek through blinds, and another stand at her patio door (which - unless you are spiderman or have a ladder, you can't get to the patio doors from the ground.) ... lock it, and close her blinds.  I stood there thinking, am I the only one here who's even willing to do the right thing????

*T* was in the parking lot, I could hear bits and pieces of what she said over the rain....  "they broke up yesterday" and "I can't stay here" and listing off various places who might let her stay, and places she can't... her anxiety was through the roof, you could tell.   I have been there.  I stood out there for that half hour ... until *K* came out with her roll away bag, carrying a bunch of stuff, and dropping stuff along the way, with a friend holding more things and picking up the things she dropped.  *T* had run into the apartment real quick to change her clothes because she had been standing out in the rain. 

I wanted to ask them if they were okay, but I knew they weren't - even if it was just emotional.  I don't know if *K* had been hit or not. 

I'm sad because I really like *T* and *K* and even though we've talk to the guys now and then.... I was never really impressed with them.

But at least I know.....  I'm not going to close my blinds and pretend the situation isn't going on.  Nice to know that if there were ever a reason for someone to call 911 on my behalf around here, it wouldn't happen.