Ya so long story short.
I was involved in a prolonged feud throughout high school with this guy.
He robbed my cousin no less of a Gameboy Advance. So I called him on it and ended up fighting him behind school, and it got broken up.
Then him and his brother jumped me, outside my apartment one night with some ski masks.
So I waited, a few months, and snuck on him after a party, and beat the shit out of him with a nightstick. His Mom I guess saw from her window, and called the police, and I was captured fleeing the scene by police.
I was only 17 at the time. I got Assault with deadly weapon charge, it was a huge deal. Seeing as the guy had a history of harassment and fighting, as well as, a recorded previous altercation, I ended up doing 3 months in county jail and then being on probation for two years.
Anyways, that was a total waste of time and life, so I distanced myself from that lifestyle and all the feuding. I moved to another city with my bro for a while, and then moved back to the one I was from.
Oddly, today two police officers stopped by my apartment, and asked me a bunch of questions about my relationship with this individual, and what I was doing on Sunday. I cooperated, and they said they just figured I might be able to help because I previously had a relationship with the victim.
They asked me what I was doing on Sunday, where I work, when was the last time I’d seen the victim, before they had finally told me that he was murdered.
Apparently this douche bag was shot to death in some wierd druggy house party while he was puking up on the toilet. I wasn’t stunned the guy was a total loser from what I’d last heard, and figured he’d od at some point.
I answered their questions and they asked if I could come by on Friday morning and “assist them” some more in their case. I accepted and have to be there at 10 and probably stay till 12.
I am so far removed from this guy, that this is really bothersome, but I realize in not helping these guys out I might scapegoat myself.
Anyways, I’m totally uninvolved in this crap, but the whole ordeal really creeps me out.
Any got any advice as to how to untangle myself from this bullshit as much and as quickly as possible.
I purpose distanced myself along time ago from said douche, but apparently he has decided to haunt me from the grave.