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TIFU By saving my sister from my father

Today I F'd up by saving my sister's life from my father, my Father (M 40, also ex military) has always been hard on me (M22) as I am not his biological son. Abuse, Assault, The abuse horror stories you might imagine. Today was supposed to be my sister's graduation party (F 19) as she just graduated high school. All was well till an argument Started over absolutely nothing. I thought nothing of it till I came outside again and saw him pinning her to the ground, marks on his vehicle that show a face imprint as if he threw her into the side of the car, blood on her face and all, as I approached he put his legs on either side of her neck and began to crush her neck. This is when I stepped in and quite literally threw this 250 - 300 pound man like 10 feet. This is when I unintentionally took the anger on myself not realizing it. I helped my sister up and everything seemed to calm down. (Side note I still live at home as finding income that can actually support the purchase of a house is nearly impossible anymore). The party all goes into town to a hotel to use the pool and some family is staying there. I assisted my sister in packing to leave as she stayed behind after that due to not wanting to be anywhere near my father. She is currently staying with a friend in the same city and she is working in getting an apartment in town. Now this morning I woke up early to say bye to all the extended family that came to town for her graduation and my younger brother (M 10) comes to me and obviously choking back tears says "Heads up they are kicking you out today" and I thanked him and immediately got to preparing. My mother (F 40) comes to me and simply says "Get out, Find a ride" as my car is currently broken down and I was working in fixing it before this mess happened. So now I write this crashing on a buddies couch and I only have 3 weeks. No job thanks to not having a way to it, not enough money to fix my vehicle, no vehicle, a time limit on the roof over my head, and a sister of which my parents want to find and I am stressed as to what they may try if they do find her.

TL;DR I stepped in on a fight and potentially saved her life from my father and I am the one who got kicked out.

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