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submitted by "Naive" on April 25th, 2001
Well, im not sure if this classifies as "Psycho" but it is wierd none the
less. This guy kept asking me out, he'd come to my work every couple of
days (he was a customer) and I finally agreed to go out with him. I decided
after the first date I really liked him.
After about two months he told me he needed a place to stay because his
roomate was moving - just long enough for him to find another place. so I
agreed, I was sure I could easily fall in love with this guy. He moved in,
everything was great..but then he started going out alot..not asking me
to go with him..he got a cell phone even though I had a home phone. I'd
wake up in the middle of the night and he'd be on the phone...when I confronted
him, he said that it was a buddy of his or his mom or he had to run to the
store (but stay gone for 2 hours and come back with only a pack of cigerettes!).
I was convenced he was cheating on me...who wouldnt see those signs right?
well I decided to confront him and tell him he had to go. I figured I'd
tell him friday, because he had friends he could stay with on the weekends... well,
he never made it to Friday! On Thursday evening, after him being gone for
almost four hours, he returned and I didnt even question him... not ten minutes
later, i get a knock at the door... the police! All I remember is opening
the door and hearing "click-click" (handcuffs) and he was gone... I called the
bondsman to see what he was arrested for and it turned out his weekend adventures
really was that he had to do weekends for community service, because he
was on felony probation, they said they couldnt tell me what he was arrested
for over the phone because it would take to long to say them all.
when I went down there, he had marijuana charges, possesion of methemphetamines, intent to
sell, possesion of a firearm, concocting meth charges, probation violations -
and these had occured during two raids at his "roomates" house.
Really, what happened is that he got raided for the third time while we were
dating, he had stuff on him, he high tailed it... got away and conviently moved
in with me and continued to sell his drugs out of my house while I was asleep
or he'd drop it off at thier house! The cops saw him and arrested him as soon
as they pinpointed where he was staying.
(my house)
About a week later he actually had the you know what to call me, tell me
he loved me (which he never did before),
and ask for twenty dollars.
I hung up. I did go to his hearing as I was told to go by the police because
he told the lawyer I wouldnt take his calls and he wanted me to put his
stuff in storage for him... and pay for it!
He got two years.
I didnt put his stuff in storage... I took what I wanted and moved.
Nice story huh? Now I wish he just cheated!
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