I've been with him for a little over 2 years, friends for 10. Believing he was clean and sober when we started dating and things were great, we fell in love and I moved in with him. After a year of being together I discovered he was using again, thinking he had just relapsed, I confronted him, got rid of all the stuff associated with it that I found in the house. We had a long heart to heart, he swore he could stop and not to tell his family. Believing the best of the man I loved I agreed, and started trying to help him get clean in any way I could, not realizing the true magnitude of his addiction. Things started getting tense between his family and I, seemingly without cause. He told me they didn't agree with us living together(after a year and a half) because we weren't married, and they wanted me to move out...ok I moved out, we still spent all of our free time together. Then I got a threatening call from his grandfather not to be back at the house or else, so we just hung out at my apartment. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, he was still being the loving boyfriend I had known all along. I even asked him if he wanted to end things and was using his family because I would've made it easy and left if that's what he wanted, he assured me he did not and that he loved me, and everything would be ok. He sent me motivational songs, told me to be strong, that he loved me, etc. He was pulled over for speeding last Sunday at 3am, he had left my apartment at 1am and told me he was home at 1:30...he was arrested for possession and taken to jail, his dad called me the next morning to let me know because the other side of his family would not. And I have been a wreck ever since, his mom/sister/grandpa won't allow contact with him and have been very much blaming me and what not. They hate me because I knew but they've known for at least 2 months and did nothing until the arrest and it was made public. I called his business where he's being guarded by family members at all times, he took the phone away from his sister so I could talk to him, told me he was sorry and he loved me, and started crying...radio silence in the days that followed. His mom told me not to try contacting him anymore, he was being sent to rehab after his court date. After some crazy accusations of cheating were told to me about him I had to see him, I went to the business and tried to talk to him thru his mom yelling at me. He said it wasn't true, and I started crying and he called me babe hugged me. His grandpa then threatened to call the police on me, so I had to leave. His mom told me he didn't loved me and was never going to marry me, along with a bunch of other stuff that didn't add up to what I had known...I don't know what to believe because I don't trust them either, there are lots of half truths and whole lies, and contradictory stories from all sides. I love this man with all my heart and fully believed he was the ONE...now my whole world is crashing and I can't even talk to him at all...I'm hoping to get that chance when he's done with rehab tho. I don't even know what I'm asking for, just to know I'm not alone I guess. Best steps from here?