I called my father's girlfriend's daughter to warn her about him. #viral #storytime #aita #unitedstates #Usa

"I called my father's girlfriend's daughter to warn her about him. I'm 44, I'm the youngest of five kids, and I grew up watching my father beat my mother. I don't say that for sympathy. I'm just telling you who he is. We went years without speaking. I did a lot of therapy. Now I don't feel a hole where a dad should be. He's been married and divorced four times. Every marriage ended the same way. He found a woman with money, drained her, and left. His last wife came into a fortune when her parents died. He moved her across the country, away from all of us. Once the money was gone, so was he. Then he met Jane. Jane is sweet, trusting. Exactly his type. When her parents died close together, she got a big inheritance. Her family was scared someone would take advantage of her, so it comes to her in payments, instead of all at once. That was about 10 years ago. Fast forward, my father's health started failing. He had a big scare where everybody thought he wouldn't make it. He pulled through, but he needed care. Around the same time, Jane was diagnosed with dementia. My siblings decided to move him back to our state and take care of him. All of them. Even after everything they saw as kids, I'm the black sheep in my family. I don't stuff my feelings down. I say the hard thing out loud, and it makes everyone uncomfortable. So I reconnected with him, just enough to keep the peace. I told them straight up I wasn't helping with his care. I'd visit. That's it. Then came the group text. My father asked if we thought he should marry Jane. Every one of us said no. Nobody wanted to say why. My sister wrote, "Well, then Jane's daughter won't have any say about her moving here. I stared at that message." What do you mean "any say?" I typed. That's when it came out. Jane's daughter wasn't happy about her mom possibly moving to our state, and my father was planning around her, like she was a problem to get past. I wrote back that her family had every right to be part of this. That keeping her out was disrespectful and sneaky. I did not write the next part. That we all knew he just wanted the money. I put the phone down. I couldn't sleep. The next morning I found her daughter on social media. Her name was Kelly. I looked at her profile picture for a long time, then I sent her a message. Hi, this is going to sound strange. I'm your mom's boyfriend's youngest child. Can we talk? She answered in 10 minutes. We talked on the phone that night. She was guarded at first. So I just told her everything. The beatings. The four marriages. The last wife and the money. The move across the country. I sent her his arrest records. I sent her the court papers. I sent all of it. She was quiet for a long time. Then she said, "I had no idea about any of that. Nobody tells you," I said. I promised her I'd be her inside source. "Anything I heard from my family? She'd hear from me. Then she told me something that made my stomach drop. Her mom gets $12,000 every three months from that inheritance. And my father had been investing it. There's no savings," Kelly said. "There's almost nothing left in the investment. I looked last week. Where did it all go? I didn't have to answer that." He spent it. I said, "That's what he does. She thanked me. She said I just confirmed everything she was afraid of. We kept talking over the next few weeks." She asked questions. I answered everyone. And my father changed. He got quiet. He stopped bringing up marriage. He stopped talking about Jane's daughter like she was in his way. Nobody in my family knew I'd made that call. Not one of them. Last week, my sister called me. Out of breath. Did you hear? Jane's moving in with her daughter. Out of state. It's happening next month. What about dad? I asked. He's coming here. They're basically done. I held the phone and didn't say a word. Then I heard her say, "honestly, it's like he just gave up. I looked out my window and said, 'Huh, weird. Kelly texted me that night. It was a photo of a pile of paperwork. Her mom's accounts now in her name. Under it she wrote, thank you for saving her. My father will show up in our state next month with no wife, no money, and no one left to use. And every single one of us will be standing there to take care of him. Except me, I'm moving to Spotify. Search Gerkho's story and follow.