Strap in, cause this context is wild: I(F39) started having issues with my neighbor's(D-M45) "partner" (KKK, cause she's a racist-F50s)(he told us they're basically just housemates, though still in an abusive "relationship"; I refuse to call her my neighbor because of her racism) in May, after I helped D escape KKKs son's attempt to stab D during a severe schizophrenic episode.
We had D shelter in our house for two hours while we waited for the cops to show up, and he told us all about this awful situation he's in: KKK, who is white, constantly calls D, who is Black, the N word, on top of a bunch of other abuse... Which we can hear because it usually happens on their porch. They live next door to the house directly across from us. So we hear it all the time. It makes us avoid hanging out on our own porch.
Anyway, I used to keep it really friendly with KKK, I had even offered to grow some veggie transplants for her and gift her some indoor plants before the incident in May. Which ended with us watching KKK and her son get arrested; I swear her son was about to get shot for kicking a cop in the stomach, but the cop took his hand off his gun and went for his spray instead. It was one of the scariest things I've witnessed.
Mother & son were put away for a few days, during which D told us he was finally done after SIX YEARS of these sorts of incidents. He thanked us for helping him and listening to him, and I felt really hopeful that she would be gone from our neighborhood.
Nope. D took her back, and the day after she came back from jail she came over to our house to ask my fiance(M46) for a favor. We were out working in the yard, and my fiance, who is way too nice sometimes, ran inside to grab the thing she asked for, leaving me in our yard, with KKK blocking my way back into my house. Unfortunately, I have CPTSD that gets triggered when I feel cornered, which in that moment I did, so I made a face, because I couldn't stand this racist being in my yard, acting like I hadn't just been thrust into her violent drama days before.
She asked me what my problem was, and I crashed out. Read her to filth, screamed her off my property while calling her a racist bitch. Ngl, it felt GOOD (I myself am Chicana)
Since then, we've ignored each other, which is my preference.
Also since then, I'll still say hi to D when he's outside alone, which is rare. I feel really bad for him, but people in abusive relationships are hard to help, and we can't help him if he won't accept it.
Things blew up again this past Saturday, when I was heading out to a show. D was alone on his porch, so I waved, he waved back, asked how I was doing, I said alright, I'm going to a show, we told each other to have a good one. KKK comes out of the house screeching at D about saying hi to me. I get in my car and drive away, cause I know better than to make those sorts of things worse by intervening.
I go to the show, have a great time with one of my bros. Check my phone when I get back to my car, have a text from my fiance letting me know the neighbors are fighting again. I call him when I'm a block away, asking him to come out just in case KKK decides to engage me in her bullshit. Luckily, no one is out when I get there. I go upstairs to my room(we each have a room for ourselves but share a bedroom) to decompress from the show and my fiance joins me.
We're chilling when we hear "why don't you go talk to (my name), you dumbass N-word!" followed by a lot of indecipherable yelling. After a few minutes, we get ready for bed and go to our bedroom, which is in the back of the house, so we can't hear more.
I slept badly, anxious that we would once again be awoken by either D or KKK banging on our door. Around 3 AM, my fiances phone went off. He glanced at it, and I was able to see it was texts from KKK, telling him to tell me to stop trying to talk to "her man" and that she's tired of my game(??)
We talked about it and are choosing to keep the peace. My fiance blocked her, and I am abiding by her demand, but only because I have too much going on to engage with an abusive narc, plus I don't want D getting yelled at about me anymore. I do hate that we're giving in to this bully, but it is what it is.
Bigger problem is now I'm anxious about stepping outside of my house. Idk what I'm going to do if she engages me. Part of me is capable of ignoring people like her, but I know I won't stand for bullying & abuse for long if she starts yelling at me. Wish me luck.
Tl;dr: my neighbor's racist abusive "partner" texted my fiance at 3 AM telling him to tell me to stop trying to talk to "her man"; I don't know what I'm going to do if she decides to engage me next time she sees me.