Is this sex related? No. At least not in a good way. But since I can’t afford therapy, winning a free sex toy from Critic for this story is as close as I’ll get.
The story begins back in October when I started receiving TikToks from my mates back home of a girl saying her boyfriend was cheating on her; let's call him Jax. TikTok girl was dating Jax when he moved three hours away for a job to my hometown. In this hometown he met a girl, Molly. TikTok girl found Molly’s cat’s Instagram account and saw photos of Jax and this girl and put two and two together to find out they were dating, and proceeded to expose the whole drama on TikTok. One of the videos was “Jax” literally tattooed across her wrist in honour of her love for this man. Oops.
Molly happens to be my estranged sister. However, over the summer she was living at my parent’s house with Jax, where I was also staying while barely being on speaking terms.
A few weeks before I got home, I heard through friends that Jax got arrested for public masturbation on a beach, reported by several female witnesses. A local paper wrote that there were children aged 2-13 on the beach. But my crazy sister went and picked Jax up from the holding cell that night and welcomed him back home with open arms.
After seeing all this information about Jax, I was curious to meet him – only to find out he’s the biggest NPC of all time. Also, just strange. Not only did he fake positive Covid tests for weeks on end to get out of work, but he would also smoke all of my dad’s weed and borrow cash from him. Strange. I was quite annoyed with his habits, but mainly brushed it off.
A few weeks ago, shit hit the fan. Six cop cars arrived at my parents’ house in the early hours of the morning with warrants to search the whole house, which they proceeded to do. I was shitting my pants, worried that my father’s weed was the reason for all of this, or that he committed tax fraud. But one of my mates managed to sneak a look at the warrant and saw that it was for… drumroll please… Jax! The cops went through the entire house for over an hour while we were all told to wait upstairs. When the cops left the house, they took Jax with them. In handcuffs. Somewhat relieved, I went and found the public arrest records to see what this was all about.
Two felonies for child pornography. Bail set at half a million dollars. What the fuck. I had lived under the same roof as this guy for the past three months. I was sick to my stomach. No wonder he was wanking on the beach with those children around.
Today, I got hit up by a mutual friend of my sister and I asked if I knew what was going on. I had zero idea. As it turns out, Jax managed to get a video call from prison, and proposed to my sister. She said yes. That’s right, my future brother-in-law is a raging fucking paedophile. According to the mutual friend, he had the ring hidden in the house and the rock is “HUUUUUGE” and now on my sister’s finger. To make matters worse, my father doesn’t want to know why he was arrested (to keep family harmony or something) and has offered to pay Jax’s legal fees. So now my family is deeply involved with a paedophile who is deeply involved with child pornography and also has a history of public wanking.
Why did he propose? To not have Molly testify against him? How did he pay for that huge rock on her finger? Doubt his hourly job got him there. While I do have a plan to talk with my parents about being associated with a paedophile, unfortunately I don’t have much say in the family. I’d say my closest ally in the situation is TikTok girl who has his name tattooed on her wrist. Maybe we’ll hang out and get tattoos removed together.