Well, as you can tell by my facebook status, things are not going well. It all started last night. I saw Tim left a hat on my chair in the living room. I took the hat and put it on this huge pile of his crap that sits outside his bedroom door. This morning I was in the kitchen and he yelled at me from in his room, "Don't you ever touch my stuff again you fucking bitch!" I didn't even know what he was talking about until he explained. I told him it had been on my chair, so I moved it, and I walked back to the bedroom.
He followed me to the bedroom and from there screamed at me and Nate for about an hour and a half straight all about how I'm the biggest psycho bitch in the world and how we both screwed him over, etc. When it was clear that we thought he was the psycho and that we weren't about to apologize for whatever it is we did wrong, he got even more pissed. He then accused me of cheating on Nate with a friend of mine and I don't think I need to tell you how close I was to throwing something at his head.
Luckily he left a bit later so Nate and I talked to the head of the apartment complex. We explained everything to her, and she said there was nothing any of us can do since we're all on the lease. Even though he threatened to kill us, there's still nothing we can do. Even though he has not paid anything since the first day we moved in, there's nothing we can do. I asked her if we could move out and have them do a walkthrough to show that we hadn't damaged anything... and then I'd even continue paying the rent until the lease expired in September. She said that we were responsible for the apartment until the lease ended... so they wouldn't do that walkthrough for me and if we moved out and Tim trashed the place, it would still be our fault. She then sent us away, saying there was nothing to be done.
My thought after leaving the office was that Tim could destroy all of our stuff and we'd 1) Not be able to prove it was even our stuff and 2) Wouldn't be able to prove that Tim was the one who broke it. So Nate and I ran out and got a uHaul and rented a storage facility downtown. We now have virtually nothing of our own in this apartment other than our bed, clothes, the pets, and some books. So I'm still not sure what we're going to do. Can I live in this tiny room for another month and a half? Should I go ahead and get a new place but pop in here constantly to check and make sure Tim hasn't destroyed anything? And if he HAS destroyed something... what would I do about it?? There's nothing I can do. I thought about us moving out and just not paying the August rent. Tim would then be evicted, but I don't know what that would do to my credit, etc. I just want them to evict Tim and then I'll give them whatever money they want, you know? I just can't take this anymore. I mean, he said I was completely full of myself and in love with myself and why don't I go "learn yoga so that I can lick my own cunt."
I'm going crazy. Someone help me :-(
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
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