Imagine going to college, and one of your friends buys his own place. If he offered to let you move in with him, would you do it?

in this story, one college student is in this situation and jumps at the chance to move into his friend’s place. But then everything changes, and his friend turns into a nightmare roommate and landlord.

Keep reading to see how the story plays out.

Flatmate turned landlord kept threatening to make me move out, so I moved out without telling him…

This goes back a long time, around 2004. I had moved away from home at 18 to go to University back in 2001.

One of my roommates in student halls, Donald, ended up becoming a good buddy so when we moved out of halls after first year, we ended up in a 4 bedroom houseshare with two other friends.

The yearly lease ran its course so when that tenancy was up, my friend who had quit University and was now working in a bank, decided to buy his own place and said I could rent his spare room.

Donald changed.

Initially things were fine, at this point we’d been friends nearly 3 years but things soon started to change.

Donald became antisocial and snidey.

Mutual friends stopped visiting because of how unwelcome he would make them feel and he would actively insult people and say “its a joke!” when called out.

He wouldn’t go on nights out with us anymore and his annoying as anything Aunt was popping round for visits every other day.

Then there was the issue with the cable bill.

A few months into the tenancy, my roommate announced that he was getting Sky TV (or cable TV) and I would have to pay for half.

I was working a part time retail job and paying my own way through Uni and told him I couldn’t really afford it.

“Then you don’t get a say on what I watch on MY TV.” he smugly replied.

It gets even worse.

He got lazier and lazier and would gaslight me into thinking it was always my turn to do chores and he would fly off the handle and get angry if he came home and there was any dishes or the bins hadn’t been taken out.

When I pointed out I did everything he said “My house, my rules. Maybe we should rethink you living here if you don’t want to live by them.”

His excuse was that he worked all day and I was only at University, even though I was also working 4 days a week at my shop job on top of three full 9-5 ays at Uni.

That started to become the mantra for everything. “My house, my rules. Maybe you should move out if you can’t handle it?”

He decided to move.

I spent more and more time in my room and though I was polite, barely engaged with him anymore.

One of my friends told me a friend of theirs was looking for a roommate so I went to meet with them, saw the room and decided to accept and move.

My parents knew I was having a bad time and they said they would drive up and help me pack up and move home.

Within two weeks I had organised the move and had booked time off work one weekend to do it.

This was all a big surprise to Donald.

I decided not to bother telling my flatmate so he was surprised when my parents showed up that Saturday morning.

Donald was suddenly nice as pie, sucking up to my folks and acting like we were big buds.  When he said to my Mum “I didn’t know you were coming to visit.”

I replied: “They’re not, they’re here to move me out. I have a new flat. I decided I didn’t want to live by your rules after all and found somewhere else like you kept suggesting.”

Donald’s face fell and he just stared like he was waiting for it to be a prank. Then he skulked off to his bedroom and avoided us when no one laughed.

Donald eventually apologized, but it was too late.

My folks were able to get me moved in just two car trips, so it took maybe an hour to get all moved out.

I didn’t even say bye, just left my keys on the coffe table and walked out the door.

A few hours later, now in my new home, I got a text from Donald reading “I’m really sorry for the way I behaved. I hope we can still be friends.”

I sent him back “HAHAHAHAHA!” and never heard from him again.

It worked out well for OP but not for Donald.

My new roommate ended up becoming one of my best friends and we’re still good friends over 20 years later.

I never spoke to Donald again but a mutual friend told me he couldn’t afford the mortgage on his flat without me, no one else would move in with him as he’d burned his bridges and they knew how he’d acted with me and he had to move back in with his Mum, quit his job and sell the flat.

The most satisfying part was blindsiding him and the look of shock on his face.

If you’re reading this, Donald, you suck and your Aunt is an annoying, overbearing, rude jerk too.

I wonder what was going on with Donald for him to change so much after buying his own place. Regardless, I’m glad OP moved out. I’m sure the expression on Donald’s face was very satisfying.

If you enjoyed this story, check out this post about a tenant who walked away from their lease after the landlord hassled them over renting month-to-month.

Let’s see how Reddit responded to this story.

This person thinks Donald got what he deserved.

This is basically what happened.

This person was in a similar situation.

It is pretty amazing.

He lost a friend but gained a friend for life.

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