Title is TL;DR

Now this is a story all about how I got myself into a really bad situation. Any advice or words of encouragement are welcome :)

Obligatory throwaway, sorry if this is long but it is a spicy story if you want to stick around!

It all started when one day in August of this year my boyfriend (2 years together) texts me that his best friend of 10 years, we’ll call G, has had a falling out with his serious girlfriend of 7 years and needs some place to stay for a few days. BF didn’t ask me, he told me that G would be coming (we’re both on the lease, so there SHOULD be equal say). I say fine, this is his brother basically and I have no issues with him. I’ve of course hung out with BF and G together a few times by now, so no biggie. G comes around, stays 2 days. BF then texts me again while I’m at class that things between G and his now ex-gf have heated up and he’s going to stay for a little while, maybe a few weeks to a month at most. Now BF didn’t ask me about any of this, he told me about it. Like I didn’t even have a say. When I got him alone later, I asked how long this would be and he said a few weeks to maybe a month or two tops. I didn’t like the idea mostly because we live in a 1 bed 1 bath where the bathroom can only be accessed by walking through the bedroom, and I do NOT feel comfortable with G coming into the room at all while I’m in there, so we put down our ground rules and G is not allowed in our room while I’m home. But that means that he has to hold it basically all night or whenever I’m hanging out in the bedroom, which is almost always because I like being alone and I don’t want to deal with social pressure when I’m at home, which is my escape from social pressure from social anxiety.

BF also explained what was going down with G and his ex. Basically, his ex’s 15 year old daughter accused G of having sex with her, which would be rape because G is almost 40. Now this changed a LOT in my mind. I now have a potential rapist in my home. BF says he thinks G didn’t do it mostly because the 15y/o keeps switching up her story, saying one thing and then changing up times and days once she realized that other people were home when the alleged rape happened because it would have been noticed for sure. But there is one thing BF mentioned that I cannot shake from my mind; he says that he saw some text messages between G and the 15y/o that were very flirtatious and G texted her that he was “in the mood for some chocolate” (the 15y/o is black). Whether or not they had sex, there is concrete evidence of this near 40 year old man flirting with a 15 year old. Ever since I heard that, I’ve got a bad, bad gut feeling about this situation. If my BF was cheating on me with a child, I’d kick his ass to the curb too!! BF did mention that he thinks G had something to do with what he’s accused of at this point. Why he didn’t kick him out then is beyond me.

Anyway, now I feel weird and anxious anytime G and I are home alone together. One day, I’m doing my makeup in the bathroom getting ready for class, and listening to music. I hear the feint sound of pounding at the front door, then a knock at my bedroom window. I go out to see what’s going on, and G says that the cops are here and not to answer the door. Now, this next part makes me feel really stupid, but here it is:

G goes to the bathroom, I go to the door. Through the peephole, I see at least 3 U.S Marshalls (feds). They might have a warrant and I don’t feel like paying for a replacement door, so I open it. There’s actually 4 of these big mfers and I’m a 5’4” 125 lbs female, so I’m intimidated to say the least. They start asking me a few questions and they show me a mugshot of somebody I’ve never seen in my life, saying that their system shows that this other guy apperantly is registered as living at this apartment, and I tell them I haven’t seen this guy. They ask to take a look around, and I say sure because I genuinely believed their story. Spoiler alert: they were looking for G the whole time and of course they take him away. Now, G’s mom (F) who also lives with G’s ex-gf is now over at our place freaking out because her son is in jail. She asks to spend the night because she doesn’t want to be around the ex-gf or the 15y/o because of course, her son is a perfect angel baby who could do no wrong and everybody else is lying. We say ok, but I specifically told BF that it’s going to be for one night only because we can’t have 4 people in a tiny 1 bed with basically no bathroom access for our guests.

2 days later G is out of jail after bail is posted and his mom F decides she’s going to stay with us. Now, F has some boundary issues and BF wants to help them out too bad to say anything, and I still feel like I have no opinion here. Not to mention they only pay us about $200 a month to stay with us. I keep bringing up to both G and F about looking for an apartment but every time that’s shot down because G’s credit is bad and F has no credit at all (don’t ask me how that happened) and there’s always an excuse as to why they can’t move. G also lost his job due to his charges, so they need some time. Ok. We give them a timeline to work towards and say they have until December. December is coming up very fast and I don’t personally think they’re ready to move yet, but I’m not about to let this child predator live with us any longer and exploit us, which is exactly what they’re doing and BF cares too much to see that. I have essentially lived in my bedroom since August for these people who just want to exploit us and you know what? G hates me.

At first, everything between him and I was ok until the thing with the cops. I started resenting G for bringing that shit to our apartment and getting me involved. It slowly started to show, and then I accidentally walked in on G in the bathroom one day (because he didn’t lock the goddamn door) and told BF about it, which caused BF to freak because he didn’t want to have to deal with any awkwardness. BF put a lock on our bedroom door for extra privacy, and he told me to lock it behind me if I leave in the morning and he’s still in bed. Well, G and F don’t really like that because they can’t really use the bathroom unless BOTH of us are out of the house now. This morning I did that and G was laying down in the living room, and he looks at me with the most intense look of hate anybody has ever given me and says “OP, how am I supposed to use the bathroom when you lock the door when you leave?” And I told him BF instructed me to while he’s still sleeping, so that’s what I’m going to do. That made me feel like the biggest piece of crap ever even though G hates me because nobody should ever not have access to a bathroom. But what’s bewildering to me is how they don’t want to leave. F works, and G got a new job in October. I know they’ve saved for a while now so I don’t get why they don’t look for a new place to live.

I feel powerless and trapped and scared even, and I’ve thought about telling the office at our complex so that they can kick them out and trespass them, but I don’t want to fall out with BF because of this. One thing I told myself on day 1 was that we wouldn’t break up because of this because we have a great relationship and I love BF so, so much. So I put up with this for him. But god, I can’t wait for December to come.

Anyway sorry that was XXXLong but thanks for reading if you made it this far.