It is unclear yet whether Phil is going to need surgery. The bone below his eye is broken, but it is right on the borderline of where they do surgery or not. He is going to see a specialist on Wednesday to get it evaluated, and we should know more then.
In the one moment of badassness that our family had last night, Dad was able to pull one of the kids off of Phil after they had knocked him down and circled him, and throw him to the ground.
I guess a little more detail might help understand the situation. We were walking back from the Metrolink, on the west side of DeBalivere, walking north. The group was on the east side when we came up from the ‘link. When we got to the entrance to the parking lot in front of Papa John’s, they crossed, flanked us, and then just started throwing punches. It looks like, after talking to everyone, at first they were just coming after me and Phil.
Anyway, I don’t really know what happened to Phil, so I’ll just say what happened to me. I took a few punches to the head, and lost my glasses pretty much right away. In my confusion I stumbled across a little grassy area into the parking lot, where I took some more punches and fell to the ground. Somehow I managed to get up, and made a b-line for the Papa John’s. While running there, I took some more punches to the head, but made it inside the Papa Johns where the employees locked the door. I made it in with Abby, and Thomas, an Austrian kid who had been jumped right before us. It is lucky that the door was locked, because they tried to break into the Papa Johns to get at us. Anyway, at that point I called the cops.
Apparently, out in the mayhem that was still happening after I escaped, mom yelled out asking where I was. Someone yelled that I had escaped and was calling the police, and that is when all of the guys fled. I hope that it is true that my actions caused the pain to stop, but really I’m just glad that it did stop. From what I understand, Phil was surrounded, and Dad tried to help him, while Abby, Mom and Helen… Honestly, I don’t know. Mom got hit. Abby lost her phone. I think that Helen got out with just a couple of little bruises. Dad lost his iPod. I eventually was able to find my glasses, and piece them back together. They are pretty ruined, but I’ve been able to use them today. I also have a burst blood vessel in my eye, some cuts and bruises around my head, and completely shaken sense of the world.
I also remember yelling things last night, but I have no clue what I was yelling. It is all such a blur.
This morning Kelly drove me, mom and Abby downtown, where we pressed charges against 2 of the guys who attacked us. Who knows if it is going to do anything, but it seemed like the right thing to do.
I think that’s about it right now. It’s still really hard to piece everything together, but that’s what I know.