My 14 year old bonus son was caught smoking weed his bedroom by me and his father. His dad asked him where he got it, and he said from a 20 year old he met on Snapchat. He met up with this person to purchase the weed at a park near his mother's house. My boyfriend, took my bonus sons phone and went through the Snapchat until he found the persons profile. He found it, and began messaging the person. He asked me if he should report it to the police, and I said that may not be a bad idea. Yes he bought weed, but there's no telling these days what something can be laced with, or this adult could be harming young kids physically at meet ups. My boyfriend was making various comments through the afternoon, "I kind of want to go street on him and just handle it myself". To which I replied no, that's not the way to handle it. He got his things ready to go to the police station and something in my spirit told me to tell him, not to attempt to meet the person by himself, to which he replied i won't. He called me when he got to the police station, and after. During the phone call after, he told me the police advised him to call the next day to speak to someone else who could better assist in the situation (it was around 10pm at this point). I said okay good. I will see you when you get home, and my boyfriend replied with yes I'll see you soon. After about 20 minutes go by, I know something is wrong. It doesn't take long to get back to our home from downtown where the police station is. I'm pacing, calling, texting, no response. Finally after almost an hour, he comes home. He told me that he met up with the kid with the intent only to get his license plate, but he ended up getting out and punching the person twice, who we now know is actually a minor. I'm very angry. Anything could have happened at that encounter, my bonus son could be retaliated on in school over this, the young kid himself is probably hurt, my boyfriend could go to jail if they press charges for assault. He would lose his job, and financially I don't know what I would do to take care of our family. All of these thoughts hit me like a ton of bricks every time I look at him. I don't know how to make that stop. I feel like I can't trust what he says, and I feel very hurt and scared. Are my feelings within reason on this? What can I do to move past it?