I've been living with two random guys because of college shit. One seemed to be fairly normal and naive but the other was off. I could tell he lacked friends and confidence the first (last) night we drank together, which was literally the first night. I think the phrase, "I'm glad we can all be cool and be friends and shit." gave it away, not sure. Let's call my roommates "normie" and "nofriends". So, we all smoke weed pretty regularly and do some other drugs every now and again. Time passes and shit happens (theft) between my two roommates and they start a rift within the house. I have little interest in their petty squabbles but hold a bit of favoritism towards normie, although I recognize his manipulation skills. And after calling him out on it so much he's toned his act down greatly.
Normie wants nofriends out. So, he takes advantage of nofriends' situation and tries to get his trust back by getting fucked up with him and selling him xanax bars! It works and normie starts showing me pictures of nofriend's needle kits and shit. This guy is high on heroin or meth, all while high on xanax every hour of the day. His room also is incredibly dirty with rat shit all over because he keeps a guinea pig as a pet and never cleans. Normie is on very good terms with the landlord and so, we show it to her in hopes of getting nofriends evicted.
Since we're on a joint-lease, the landlord cannot single someone out and would have to evict all three of us. But she does call nofriends' mom to tell her of the drug abuse in the house and sends an empty threat of eviction her way. The mom tells her that she caught nofriends with a needle in his arm over Christmas break and to not worry because they have already talked to nofriends about it. At this point, it is obvious the mother is ignorant of the dangers of hard-drugs. She is convinced that nofriends' new job at Harris Teeter will work wonders on his deeply rooted problems. Of course, me and normie aren't supposed to know this and weren't supposed to hear the conversation.
More time passes. Nofriends still has never fucked with me or any of my shit. The thing is, is that I'm almost 27 years old and I have learned to withhold information. Nofriends has no idea that I know of his addictions or problems, and I would like to keep it that way. Everytime I see him he's very nice and tries his best to "look normal". The vibes around the house still suck, everything is dirty. The living room is empty because nofriends sold his couch and stole normie's PS4; so I reclaimed my TV and put it in my room.
Normie gets video evidence of nofriends shooting. We desperately go to the landlord with newfound evidence. She basically says the same thing. But this time, she calls nofriends, claiming she did a surprise inspection and sends an empty threat of eviction to all three of us. So, next move, we go back to the house and bang on his door acting like we all got threatened with eviction.
We shift all the blame on him, as the story suggests that the landlord only needed to see the kitchen and his room (ours are locked because of him) to have enough evidence for eviction. We talk about how we want him out and he needs to sign off the lease and pay a small fine for breaking the lease. In his heroin-induced stupor he agrees.
So me and normie acquire document that will remove nofriends from the lease. Days pass and he will not sign a date because he doesn't want to scamble to find a new place, understandably. More days pass and as expected, nofriends has changed his mind and will not sign off, as he plans to be leaving to study abroad in 2.5 months. This sparks a big argument between us and deeply worsens the atmosphere of the house. I mentioned that this could mean severance. Meaning that me and normie could lock the door the washer & dryer, give away our refrigerator (we have mini's in our rooms), lock up plates and pots, because they all belong to us. I also mention that I don't have to pay him the electric bill any more (tbh I always think he's going to kill himself with it).
More days pass with everyone hiding in their rooms 24/7 until nofriends knocks on my door to talk. We talk and he asks if I were serious when I said I wouldn't pay him (his mom) for the electric. I re-explain his situation about how he's leaving to go abroad in two months and how he will not be needing his room past then. So, I tell him that I will withhold payment until the document is signed. He explains how it's fucked up that I'm stealing from his mom etc. I agree with nofriends on this but I reassure him of the events that led to this difficult decision and that I will use what I have to remove him. He starts repeating himself so I start to leave his filthy room. I leave his room saying, "If your mother wants to speak to me about it, give her my number and have her call me."
Two days pass and I recieve a phone call from nofriends' mom. Thankfully she's very polite but must ask why her son is claiming that I've decided to not pay them. I start the conversation off easy by admitting to these accusations. I slowly ramp it up and explain why. And I explain FULLY and as respectful as you can be when explaining to a mother that her child is a full-blown addict. The conversation was originally about money, but it has quickly turned into a conversation of "your son is in danger, we're in danger".
Nofriends has been lurkin' outside my door and is screaming his lungs out in anger (he thought I was ignorant of his drug problem). He is fucking banging my door down claiming everything I say is a lie; telling me that I've said enough, "STOP TALKING TO MY MOM". His mom is a little hesitant to believe me because she is greatly manipulated by nofriends. I reassure her by claiming to have recent video evidence. She explains that she knew of the problem since Christmas but thought his new job would help. This is when I hit her with the, "Pardon me, but I don't think you realize the severity of this situation." I go on to explain my age and the terrible shit that I've seen these drugs do to families. And by the end of the conversation, kind of sad, but she basically starts asking me what she should do. I tell her to come and get her son ASAP and put him in a rehab center for at least three months. She thanks me for the information and advice. I get the video from normie and send it to her shortly after.
At this point, nofriends is yelling at his mom over the phone (like always) saying, "I DO NOT DO DRUGS". I imagine it didn't work this time. The whole thing is over quite fast, probably less than 10 minutes.
Minutes after the yelling, nofriends knocks on my door and whimpers, "Can we talk?" I let him in. He is broken. Trying his best not break down in tears. This is the only time where I believed what he was saying. He then admits to all the shitty things he's done in the house. Apologizes to me, calls himself a liar and goes so far to say that I was right to not trust him. Even gives me credit for my fairness. We have a heart to heart and I really do think he actually heard what I had to say about life and all that shit.
I could always tell that he didn't want to be this person, and how he tries so hard to make me, and others he deems as "normal" to think that he leads a completely normal life as well. I confronted this problem of identity and told him that I agree with the person he wants to become, or the person he pretends to be. But where I really drove it home was when I talked about his family. I told him, "Everytime you're on the phone, you're defending yourself." It tore him up and he quickly left my room in tears, saying that he would call his mom to apologize for all the shit he's done.
I suspect he did heroin again that night. But the next day he went missing. At night I got a text from his mom saying that he drove back to his hometown and fully submitted to treatment. His mother had him sign the necessary documents. He is in rehab as I type this.
TLDR: ck2 taught me mad intrigue skills to get my drug addict roommate removed from our joint-leased house.
Submitted February 19, 2017 at 11:28AM by ModernMask http://ift.tt/2kALTnW Drugs
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