Wow… the woman you’re about to meet in this story is really something else…

And I don’t mean that in a good way!

In fact, she seems like a total nightmare sent straight from HELL.

Read on to get all the details…

Roommate’s girlfriend tried getting me evicted, I got her dumped.

“7 years ago I moved into a 4 bedroom house with three of my friends.

I was the only woman among three dudes, one of the roommates was the owner’s son, we were all friends in college and, honestly, it was the best two years ever living situation wise.

Seemed like a great living situation.

We all had different work schedules, and because I worked the earliest (6am) I had the only downstairs bedroom. My friend (let’s call him Jay) who worked night shift and got home at 4:30am had the room above me so that we didn’t wake each other coming home. During the week, Jay and I would eat breakfast together before he went to bed and I went to work.

We had a jar in the kitchen we all would throw spare cash in (like $5-$10 at a time each) that was for “common groceries” like milk, eggs, basic bread, and occasional house meals and beer (because we were in our early to mid twenties).

The rule was always that if you used the last of the common use stuff, you’d take from the jar to cover the cost and grab it from the store ASAP. When we grabbed pizza or I’d make a meal for everyone, we used the same fund. This all is very important.

Things changed…

About five months into the living situation, Jay met Karen and started dating her. He brought her to one of our game nights to introduce her to us to get a feel for how she’d mesh with us, and all was fine when she thought I was only the girlfriend of another roommate.

Because we were playing in the dining room right by my room, Karen saw me go in that room to grab a sweater early in the night. Then she saw my roommate (the one she assumed I was dating) go upstairs to grab his phone charger.

The entire vibe changed and she started to ask me who I was dating. She was floored when my roommates confirmed I lived there, I had my own room, and I wasn’t dating any of them.

She saved face, said she was just surprised I’d want to live with three men, and we moved on. Cam (the owner’s son) and I were the only ones that realized Karen saw this as a problem.

This was getting weird…

After that, she started coming over right after I got off work and only leaving when Jay went to work. If I came out of my room to the living room, she’d ask why I was out there.

If I was going to the kitchen she would remark that I was being disrespectful to her and Jay and interrupting their time together.

If I was talking to Jay when she got there, she’d practically grind on him and shove her tongue down his throat. She even complained that I was “ruining the mood” for doing my laundry.

Jay had made it clear that he knew she was being a problem and had started pushing for them to just chill in his room. Unfortunately, she used the opportunity to make some of the worst *** imitation noises any of us other roommates had ever heard. We laughed it off and just left those two alone.

After a couple of weeks, she had gotten intoxicated before Jay went to work and we insisted she stay in his room and sleep it off. I literally brought her food and Tylenol because girl was going to feel like hell in the morning.

Here we go…

The next morning, Jay came home and started making breakfast for me and him when Karen came down and just started SCREAMING. She woke the other two roommates up.

She accused Jay of cheating, accused me of having relations with all the guys, then made the dumbest statement possible: she demanded I pay Jay back for the food he was “wasting” on me. Cam literally grabbed a fiver from the jar and slapped it in Jay’s hand.

Cam and I had a come to Jesus talk with Jay. We both told him if she couldn’t deal with me living there, then she could no longer come over.

Jay asked for a week to figure things out, trying to claim she was just caught by surprise when she saw him making me breakfast and not thinking clearly. We gave him a week.

In that week, mysteriously the grocery jar was getting raided. We all noticed and talked about it. We noticed my clean dishes were appearing (still clean) in the sink. Little things were disappearing from common rooms and weirdly appearing in my room.

They knew who was doing this…

Karen was being “sweet”. She was not exactly covert. Cam and I knew she was sowing chaos but (being curious where this was headed) we just watched.

After a week, Cam gets a call from his mom asking if I had been going through something lately. Apparently a “concerned party” had sent her picture after picture and story upon story about how I was trashing the house and stealing.

Karen expected this to get me in trouble (lucky for me, my landlord was actually worried I was not doing ok and wanted Cam to help me get through it). Cam told me and I started planning my petty revenge.

First thing I did was eliminate the grocery jar. I split up what was in it evenly between the 4 of us and told them that because of the raided stash, I felt it needed to go away. Karen didn’t like this, but when asked why she claimed it was “rude” for me to make a unilateral decision. Cam backed me, battle won.

Then I started hanging with Cam in the living room every day. She complained, but Jay told her it’s our house and we can do as we please. When she would go to the kitchen, one of always asked what she was doing in our fridge. She stopped going in our fridge after 2 days.

The weekend was here and we knew Jay had an extra overnight shift and Karen was planning to stay in his room so they could hang out the next day. Cue my biggest petty move ever.

Just a little information: Cam and I met in college where we both studied theater…specifically acting.

That Friday we hung out in his room, right next to Karen’s. We made a bit of a show when Jay left and acted like he could not know that Cam and I were hanging out alone in his room. This caught Karen’s attention.

It was time to act!

We started shaking the bed (two nerdy people hip thrusting the end of the bed to give the illusion the spicy thing was going down is quite awkward but oh so entertaining). Within minutes we got a text from Jay asking what we were doing.

Cam replied “playing video games.” After 10 minutes, we stopped the bed shaking and actually did play video games (on mute). When Jay demanded a FaceTime session, he saw exactly what he needed to see: me beating Cam in Mario Party.

We cycled through this for a few hours. After a while, we decided to put the finishing touches on. We made a big deal about me “needing” to go to my room before Jay got home, and Karen took the bait.

We could see the little bit of light being cut off in the slightly open door by her watching. Cam and I stage kissed, and I headed to the living room.

Jay came in 10 minutes later to find me watching a movie (normal for me) and asked what was up. I told him I’d been up playing video games all night with Cam. He tells me Karen claimed we were doing the nasty and I told him we didn’t. He goes to bed.

The next day Jay calls a house meeting without Karen. He tells us she’s making claims of us having a relationship and hiding it from him.

We say she’s full of it, we tell him about the frame job she tried to pull, how she went to Cam’s mom to get me in trouble. Jay asks our other roommate if he heard anything from the bedroom.

It was time to set the record straight.

Bro doesn’t even flinch and says “I heard [me] calling Cam her ***** and the usual Mario Party **** talk. They weren’t banging.”

Jay asked about the grocery jar. We all told him we suspected Karen.

It was time for her to go!

The next day he broke up with her for trying to turn him against us. He called her a liar and a thief. A few months later he dated another girl, she was awesome and they’re married now. I was a bridesmaid.

But the absolute best part: Karen being one of the wait staff and seeing Cam with his wife and me with my fiancé, telling them the story of how we once dry humped a mattress fully clothed to get back at a thief. (Yes, Jay knows the whole story, and he didn’t mind at all).

To address the reason Jay wanted to know if we were actually getting funky: He is the kind of dude that really doesn’t like useless secrets. If Cam and I were hooking up, he’d be fine with it. If we were hooking up and ACTIVELY hiding it from him like we couldn’t trust him, he’d have an issue.

That was why we played hard into the “Jay can’t know” part. Though Cam says Jay secretly wanted us (Cam and I) to get together but nah.”

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Ugh…she was BRUTAL.

People like that are impossible!

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