All I wanted was 24 hours. Let him calm down and think about his situation. Let us calm down and get over his disrespectful attitude. He called and I heard the machine, "You have to pick up. It's really, really urgent." I pick up. He's being kicked out. They say he has to leave. He hasn't done anything wrong. They hate him and he doesn't know what he's done. He has no one. He has nothing. Etc., etc. I give the phone to Jabber. In the end, I agree to go pick him up and take him to his apartment. I'm so upset though, that Jabber says he'll come too and drive. We get there and he comes out with the couple. (by the way, she's a total cow. Really, if she were attractive that would be one thing, but she's really ugly!) Anyway, he gets in the car, they get in there. He begins crying. They hate him. They want him gone. He has nothing and no one. He wants to go to Chicago today so he can leave and never think of this place again. He has only one friend (her) and he just lost that. He has no electricity and no food. He won't have any way to work. (He hasn't even gotten the job yet.) And on and on and on. I tell Jabber to pull over. My son was just in hysterics and I don't know exactly what happened, I know that at some point he yelled at me to shut the eff up and Jabber kind of lost it and told him to get out of the car. He refused. Told us to call the cops. Threatened to kill himself half a dozen times. We offered to take him to the hospital. He and Jabber ended up in a screaming match that turned into a scuffle both in and out of the car. I called the police. He just needed to get out of the car and let us all calm down. He just needed to take a minute and take a breath. Three cops later and he's gone. Back to "that couple's" house. He called her while I was on the phone to the police. He said he woke up to a 5 page text telling him no one would help him and he was on his own. I said, "Who sent that text? I told you we would let you EARN the money, not give it to you. How is that not helping?" He basically blamed Jabber for everything. He was lucky Jabber didn't punch him. He is an former Marine and has 22 years of experience in corrections. He outweighs our son by about 150 lbs. In what world does he think he can take his dad? He even tried to pick a fight in front of the cops. I told him you just needed to get out of the car and let us calm down. But "We just needed to listen to him for once." I told him you don't give us a chance to listen when you won't let us have a second to calm down. His response was, "Why do you need to calm down. This is all happening to ME!" Jabber walked off...and he yelled something about "walking away like always". I told the cops...Jabber has the patience of the saint, I've never even seen him really angry until today. We've been together 16 years. My son walked off flipping us the bird with both hands. I want to just lay down and never get up again. I told Jabber I don't think this will ever be fixed. They'll never forgive each other. Jabber says it isn't forgiveness...it's trust that will have to be rebuilt. But I don't know that I agree. I feel like my family is gone. I have Jabber and I love him more than anything and that will never change. But we're a couple. It takes 3 for family. My son is gone.