I had driven Jumper and two of her friends to see the boys play, not really thinking I'd run into J's family or that, if they did see me, they'd maybe glare, but leave me alone. I had seen J's father taping his game when his son played at our school and he saw me too and just sniffed and looked away. Thought he'd leave me alone. I was wrong. While standing by the fence, away from the crowd, I suddenly heard some heavy footsteps behind me and I turned around. Yep. J's father and another woman were traipsing up to me and the girls. They had come down from the bleachers and halfway across the football field. The first think Dad said to me was,"I'm ___, J's Dad, and I want you to know that since my son met your daughter he is not the same kid. He's defiant, lies, fights back...he never did this before. Obviously, it is Jumper's fault." Then the lady jumped in. Turns out she is Aunt, Dad's sister. She immediately started yelling and right then I knew that the crowd's focus was no longer the football game but us. Jumper played the adult and said, "Can we just move behind the bleachers so we don't make a scene?" Aunt snapped, "No!" And as I tried to explain a few things to Dad and Aunt, both of them yelled over every word I said. I remember thinking that it must be horrible for J. to try to communicate with these people because you can't. They don't stop to take a breath. They make assumptions up and silly stories that aren't true, get them in their heads, and try screaming you down. I guess they thought they'd scare me, but I'm not easily intimidated and Jumper held up remarkably well. Aunt shouted in our faces that we had no morals (she knows this how?) and that she is a Christian and J. was brought up right. Her and Dad insisted that Jumper had this evil plot to have J's baby and make him stay home from college so that he'd never live his dream (where any of this came from, nobody knows). I tried to tell them that both k ids were virgins and to chill and I actually yelled as loud as Aunt, but I don't know if they were listening or not. Finally, Dad turned to Jumper and stared her down and said, "Do YOU realize this all happened because of YOU?" Jumper nodded, "Yes." "You cause all this, you know?" Jumper kept on nodding, and mumbling, "Sure." "Yes." "Ok." It took the wind out of his sails. He'd expected her to mouth off to him or deny it. She just did what she had to in order to shut him up and it worked. Finally she got tired of it and said, "Really, it's all my fault" and walked away. Aunt shouted, "Why don't you just leave?" I said, "Because we came to watch the game and we don't have to leave." Then I walked away with the rest of the girls and they didn't follow us. Note: I believe J. never defied them before he met Jumper. I think Jumper means a lot to him and he doesn't understand why he can't see her and he's done being their perfect little angel who does everything they ask while putting up with a tremendous load of horrible verbal abuse. in my opinion it was going to happen, Jumper or no Jumper. He was ready to break free and he's doing it. He isn't swearing at them. He lied to them one time about where he'd be. He hasn't been over-the-top. They are experiencing typical teen a little late. I was shaking inside and Jumper was crying, but not out of control and when I asked her if she wanted to leave she said, "No way. I'm not letting them chase us away." We watched the whole game. While we were standing there, Jumper's friend happened to turn around and caught Aunt's eyes in the stands. Aunt very Christian-like gave the girl the middle finger. The girl turned back around and didn't tell us about that until after we were driving home. After the game, the girls ran to tell J. what had happened so he'd have a heads up and he refused to go home that night. He stayed with a friend. I had a long talk with Jumper and she told me that J. said he had been so lonely before they met. Her friend told me that J. thanked her all the time for introducing them. Jumper said she's not leaving him; that he'd have to decide to break up with her. I was tempted to tell her she had to cut it off, but decided to let her finish the learning experience. This is really not about Jumper and me. It's about J. and his family and how poorly they communicate. I'm glad hub had not come with. That wouldn't have been pretty. Honestly, between psycho-stepmom and Crazy Aunt I don't know who's worse. I never want to see them again. I don't imagine that I will. I'm never going to anymore games and they won't stray from their turf and come out here to bother us. At least I don't think so. Honestly, last night I was ready to insist we go home and that Jumper break up with him.