My roommate (Peter) has a friend named Terry (a guy) who just took a job in our town but he lives about 45 minutes away. He was looking for an apartment here
in our town. In the meantime, he asked Peter if he could stay with us some throughout the week to avoid having to drive back and forth to his hometown so
often. Peter agreed and Terry has become an almost permanent fixture on our couch. I didn't mind so much at first but it got to the point where he was
ALWAYS at our house. There were times that I knew Peter would be in class or working and get excited that I'd have some alone time, but I'd walk in
and Terry would be hogging the couch eating our food. I was always nice to him because I felt like I needed to be because he is Peter's friend and I'd
want Peter to pay the same respect to my friends.
Everything started to change on Sunday. I'd gone out of town with two of my friends. When I came back home, Terry was here sleeping on the couch with his new girlfriend. I was like, "Great. Another person to eat our food and sleep on our couch." I told Peter that I didn't want them at the house ALL the time because there were times I wanted to get some shit done or just be alone and he had a talk with Terry about it. Terry agreed to spend more time at his girlfriend's house. Well, last night Peter, Terry, Terry's girlfriend, my friend Matt and I went to a friend's house. Peter had apparently given his house key to Terry so he could get into the house yesterday/last night. Terry and his girlfriend left and said they were going out to eat and they'd be back. In the meantime, Matt said he'd forgotten something at our house so I gave him my key so he could come and get it and grab my extra pack of cigarettes for me. When Matt got here Peter's bedroom door was closed and locked. Terry and his girlfriend were in there. Peter got pissed and sent me to make Terry and his girlfriend get out of his room (Peter's afraid of confrontation). I told Terry to get out and rather than listen to me, he went back into Peter's room and called Peter to "tattle" on me that I was being rude to him. Peter told him to get out of his room and to either leave his house key with me or leave it under the mat at our front door. He never handed me the key so I just assumed he left it under the mat.
When I got home from class today Peter was watching TV in the living room so I figured he'd had to have gotten his key back. Peter left for the night and I ended up laying down to take a nap. Sometime around 10 pm, I heard the front door unlock and open. I was assuming it was Peter but I saw Terry and his girlfriend walk by. They didn't know I was home. I just laid in bed and listened to them. They started talking shit about me. I wanted to get up and confront them but I laid there and listened to see if they'd say anything else. They watched TV for a while and then they left so Terry could take his girlfriend home. I'd been calling and texting Peter the entire time they were here but he wouldn't answer. While they were gone, Peter called me back and I said, "I thought Terry gave your house key back to you." He said, "He did." I asked, "So how did he get into the house tonight?" Peter asked, "Was the door locked?" I said, "Both locks." Peter said, "I know that fucker didn't make himself a key without my permission!!!"
Terry used Peter's key to make himself a copy!!! I told Peter about hearing them talk about me and we planned to have a serious discussion with Terry ASAP. While on the phone with Peter, I went and locked the top lock to the door back. Terry came back while I was still on the phone and he unlocked the bottom lock and tried to come in. He realized the top lock was locked and figured I was home so he then knocked. When I opened the door (with Peter still on the phone) we had this conversation:
Me: Do you have a key to our house?
Terry: No
Me: You unlocked the door.
Terry: No I didn't
Me: I just sat here and watched you and was here earlier when you unlocked both locks and came in with your girlfriend so you obviously have a key.
Terry: I have Peter's key
Me: No you don't
Terry: Peter said I could make a key
Me: No he didn't. I'm on the phone with him right now
Terry: You were here earlier?
Me: The entire time.
Terry: Where were you?
Me: My bedroom. I heard you guys making food in the kitchen and talking shit about me.
It was at this point he started grabbing his stuff and getting all pissed off. Peter told me to tell Terry to leave the key on the coffee table so I told Terry this. Terry said, "I'll see Peter tomorrow and give it to him. I have an apartment now anyway." I was like, "Why aren't you there?" He said, "Tell Peter thanks for letting me stay but I don't appreciate the disrespect."
I went the fuck off. US disrespect HIM? I said, "Peter and I have done nothing but be nice to you and YOU disrespected US by fucking your girlfriend in HIS bed and making a copy of the key to OUR house and then coming in here and talking shit about ME!" He just walked out and said, "I have to go sleep in my fucking truck tonight!" I just let him go. I don't give a damn where he has to sleep tonight as long as it ain't here!
Now I can't get back to sleep because I'm so pumped. And I have to be up at 5 am too. Grrrr.
Everything started to change on Sunday. I'd gone out of town with two of my friends. When I came back home, Terry was here sleeping on the couch with his new girlfriend. I was like, "Great. Another person to eat our food and sleep on our couch." I told Peter that I didn't want them at the house ALL the time because there were times I wanted to get some shit done or just be alone and he had a talk with Terry about it. Terry agreed to spend more time at his girlfriend's house. Well, last night Peter, Terry, Terry's girlfriend, my friend Matt and I went to a friend's house. Peter had apparently given his house key to Terry so he could get into the house yesterday/last night. Terry and his girlfriend left and said they were going out to eat and they'd be back. In the meantime, Matt said he'd forgotten something at our house so I gave him my key so he could come and get it and grab my extra pack of cigarettes for me. When Matt got here Peter's bedroom door was closed and locked. Terry and his girlfriend were in there. Peter got pissed and sent me to make Terry and his girlfriend get out of his room (Peter's afraid of confrontation). I told Terry to get out and rather than listen to me, he went back into Peter's room and called Peter to "tattle" on me that I was being rude to him. Peter told him to get out of his room and to either leave his house key with me or leave it under the mat at our front door. He never handed me the key so I just assumed he left it under the mat.
When I got home from class today Peter was watching TV in the living room so I figured he'd had to have gotten his key back. Peter left for the night and I ended up laying down to take a nap. Sometime around 10 pm, I heard the front door unlock and open. I was assuming it was Peter but I saw Terry and his girlfriend walk by. They didn't know I was home. I just laid in bed and listened to them. They started talking shit about me. I wanted to get up and confront them but I laid there and listened to see if they'd say anything else. They watched TV for a while and then they left so Terry could take his girlfriend home. I'd been calling and texting Peter the entire time they were here but he wouldn't answer. While they were gone, Peter called me back and I said, "I thought Terry gave your house key back to you." He said, "He did." I asked, "So how did he get into the house tonight?" Peter asked, "Was the door locked?" I said, "Both locks." Peter said, "I know that fucker didn't make himself a key without my permission!!!"
Terry used Peter's key to make himself a copy!!! I told Peter about hearing them talk about me and we planned to have a serious discussion with Terry ASAP. While on the phone with Peter, I went and locked the top lock to the door back. Terry came back while I was still on the phone and he unlocked the bottom lock and tried to come in. He realized the top lock was locked and figured I was home so he then knocked. When I opened the door (with Peter still on the phone) we had this conversation:
Me: Do you have a key to our house?
Terry: No
Me: You unlocked the door.
Terry: No I didn't
Me: I just sat here and watched you and was here earlier when you unlocked both locks and came in with your girlfriend so you obviously have a key.
Terry: I have Peter's key
Me: No you don't
Terry: Peter said I could make a key
Me: No he didn't. I'm on the phone with him right now
Terry: You were here earlier?
Me: The entire time.
Terry: Where were you?
Me: My bedroom. I heard you guys making food in the kitchen and talking shit about me.
It was at this point he started grabbing his stuff and getting all pissed off. Peter told me to tell Terry to leave the key on the coffee table so I told Terry this. Terry said, "I'll see Peter tomorrow and give it to him. I have an apartment now anyway." I was like, "Why aren't you there?" He said, "Tell Peter thanks for letting me stay but I don't appreciate the disrespect."
I went the fuck off. US disrespect HIM? I said, "Peter and I have done nothing but be nice to you and YOU disrespected US by fucking your girlfriend in HIS bed and making a copy of the key to OUR house and then coming in here and talking shit about ME!" He just walked out and said, "I have to go sleep in my fucking truck tonight!" I just let him go. I don't give a damn where he has to sleep tonight as long as it ain't here!
Now I can't get back to sleep because I'm so pumped. And I have to be up at 5 am too. Grrrr.
