According to my mothers bf.

We all live together, me, my partner, my son, brother mother and her bf who shes been with for 4 years.

Her partner has a problem with me and my brother, he apparently plays too much games and i do nothing, idk his words??

He got me to restrict the wifi on my brothers devices only, wifi off his playstation and computer after 10pm, thats fine, i do it, brother dont mind either.

But today he come back from work in a strop i always avoid him when his home because all he does is make comments about us and makes me very uncomfertable. He was under the impression that my brother somehow transfers wifi from his phone connection to his computer, like that aint even possible and he doesnt even have enough mobile dara on his phone contract to use that gor gaming, he wasnt playing games, i seen his computer last night, he was watching downloaded movies, so o explained that to my mom and him but nope im a liar to him.

An argument starts with him and mom, moms really tired of his shit and constant bickering and just chatting shit.

He takes my brother playstation to prove that his right, he proved himself wrong and along with that breaks my brothers HDMI cable so he cant evem connect the playstation to his tv anymore.

Then things start to get heated, he starts calling me lazy, telling mom that shes too tired to have sex with him because i dont help around the house, shes like a maid, he corrects him and tells him i help plenty, even more now that theres a baby and mess i have to constantly clean up but nope his sticking to his version.

They blow up in the other room, screaming at eachother, my sons standing in the doorway of the garden, he comes into the living room and with full force kicks a football at the door, soooo close my my sons head that i freak out!! I immedietly pick my son up, got the football and threw it at his stupid head and he laughs.

Things are getting worse so i took my son upstairs for a bath, calm down and dont want him around that.

I hear that his leaving, telling mom to put his stuff in the garage and he'll come back for them.

He leaves, 10 mins later comes back for his cigarettes, calls my brother a cunt and calls me a fat pig who exersises her fingers on her phone all day and leaves again taking my moms car keys because if he cant have the car (which is in her name and is actually hers) she cant too, but he doesnt drive off with the car, just takes the keys.

Then his back again, acting like his a big fucking boss and done nothing wrong and were all in the wrong, tells us that tomorrow were all sitting down to talk and his going to give us jobs.

Like what jobs?? We do everything in this house, he just works and drinks and gambles all his money away, my partner made a little mess the other day and went to vacuum it and he told him not to because its the womans job, never seen him touch a dirty plate the whole time ive known him, clean anything, just either out drinking or in here bickering and never getting off the goddamn sofa, and he wants to give US jobs?

Idk why mom let him back, idk why she let him back for the 100th time after all the fucking shit his pulled.

Me and my partner have been looking for a place to move to for a while now, i think were getting close and really hope were out of this house very soon, it doesnt even feel like my home anymore, but one thing is i dont want to leave my mother, but she is strong from what shes been through before and what ive seen her do, she is an inspiration but now she uses her age as an excuse (40) for not being able to leave now because she wont find someone else.

When will she have enough of this constant stress, she is so happy during the day but the second he steps foot in the house her mood drops, shes irritated, stressed and seems like shes starting to really hate him.

Well all i know is im never letting him close to my son again, my son is staying close to me when his around after the stupid reckless thing he done earlier, i dread to think what may have happened if the ball was just a metre more to the left with that kind of force to the football AND if he would have dropped the the concrete floor, his only 11 months old.

Anyone got any advice i can give my mom and please pray for me to be out of here