[Music] my name is Katarina I'm 21 and I'm kind of from all over but I'm currently living in Langley Park Maryland with my boyfriend I've been watching your videos since forever and I love your voice so much and it helps me get to sleep most nights but I always found myself hoping that I'd never have a reason to write to you it always struck me as a little tasteless and voyerism but like a readed in one story I suppose it serves as a kind of therapy if it wasn't for their horrible experiences and taking the
time to write it all down I wouldn't be able to have listened to all the stories I had and that's why it made me feel a bit guilty for enjoying your channel so much while so praying that I never suffered anything similar well I did and so now I'm sending this into to you and what I'm studying at the University of Maryland is kind of unconventional but that's totally irrelevant to the story The only thing that's important to know is that because I chose it at the very last minute I didn't exactly get my first
choice of accommodation I knew that I'd have to live with a roommate and while the University could guarantee that she'd at least be female I had no way of knowing if we'd be a good fit or not I actually prayed the roomy that I ended up with would be a good match and at first I thought my prayers were answered the first time I met Aubrey I breathed a huge sigh of relief she had strawberry blonde hair bright brown eyes and it was blatantly obvious from her clothes and possessions that her favorite color was pink
the first words out of my mouth were oh my God pink is my favorite color too and when she squealed and hugged me I just knew that we were going to be best friends she was super nice to me and she asked about my background and she said that she loved my accent which is like uber messed up which made me feel super welcome too living with Aubrey proved just as much fun as I thought it was going to be and while she certainly liked a party she helped ensure that our apartment was a peaceful
place of study and relaxation she was fun and unlike a lot of other college girls she was definitely education oriented as opposed to socially oriented which was the exact kind of Lifestyle I wanted to avoid but we still needed to relax after a long week so every Friday or Saturday depending on when we were each free we'd get our hands on a bottle of wine and then practice being wine moms over some episodes of Gilmore Girls or Gray's Anatomy that became something of a routine for us but we always had to fit our wine mom
sessions around Aubrey's weekend meetups with her boyfriend Aubrey's boyfriend Nick seemed like a really great guy and I didn't really expect anything less from a girl like Aubrey she gave off such soft Vibes and he totally matched them by being Ultra sweet to Aubrey as well as super nice and gentlemanly with me too it got to the point where I was very grateful that I've been placed with someone so nice I'd heard some real horror stories about psychos making the lives of their roommates a living hell and I genuinely thought that i' dodg that bullet
but little did I know moving into that on campus apartment meant that I was about to become the star of my very own horror movie and so like I said Aubrey and I had our regular wine mom nights at least once every two weeks or so we decided to start watching that show only murderers in the building so I was super excited to sit down and get tipsy and watch the first couple of episod with her we talk about it all week and Aubrey herself had seemed super up for it but then literally just hours
before we were due to crack open another bottle of white wine that somebody was able to get us she hits me with the bad news her boyfriend had his schedule messed up at the last minute and he was away the following weekend so it was either rearrange or have a date night that night or not see each other for like 2 weeks I totally understood her situation so I told her to go see her boyfriend and we could just arrange to watch our show another time she thanked me gave me a big hug and then
ran off to get ready for her date night Aubrey said her boyfriend was coming to pick her up at around 7 so around 6:30 I ordered some sushi from this good sushi place off campus and then waited to line my stomach with a little before I started that drinking now around 700 Aubrey said her boyfriend was running a little late so we each had a small glass before her boyfriend called to announce that he was outside she gave me another hug told me to have fun watching whatever then she headed out for what I assumed
would be the whole night I finished my first glass of wine then headed back into our kitchen to grab another I'd eaten maybe half my Sushi platter so I was ready for a larger glass then after fixing one I went back to watch some more Gilmore Girls tipsily singing along with their Ste tune in a way that I'm glad no one was around to see or hear I finished off the first glass watching Rory Fring over her Yale application then poured myself another but just a few sips into that third glass and I started to
feel a bit sick I thought I'd just eaten too much Sushi and that it wasn't mixing well with the wine but if that was the case then all I had to do was slow down a bit and let it digest a little before going back to drinking I expected that feeling of nausea to subside with within maybe 10 to 15 minutes but by that point I felt way way worse and not just nauseous either I felt really woozy and even shaky too I got to the point where I thought that maybe I'd eaten some bad
Sushi or that I was maybe just reacting badly to the alcohol I'd had that happen before not with sushi but with something else and in the end I decided that the solution was to just make myself puke not the most glamorous or attractive solution but at least that first time it had worked like a charm it still was kind of gross afterwards but I think doing so meant that I dodged about of food poisoning perhaps cuz afterwards I slept it off and felt fine when I woke up in the morning I went to the bathroom
stuck my fingers down my throat and puked up a ton of half-digested sushi and wine it was vile but I figured it was just a matter of time before I started feeling better now that I'd gotten out of my system now thankfully I did feel a little bit better but the wine and nausea had really taken it out of me and I felt super sleepy but having had a very long and tiring week I didn't think too much of it and decided to take a nap for a few hours and after that if I felt
better I could order some more food maybe that wasn't poisoning me than perhaps finish off that wine if I felt up to it I took a shower brushed my teeth and went to bed at around 8:30 p.m. with my alarm set to go off 2 hours from then just after 10: p.m. I thought I just woke up naturally and when I saw my phone said 10:03 I rolled over and figured that I'd catnap for the remaining 20 minutes or so but then I heard voices coming from the hallway outside it was Aubrey and her boyfriend
Nick but instead of heading to the kitchen or the TV room or to Aubrey's bedroom they stopped outside mine and started whispering to each other at first I didn't find that very alarming I didn't expect them to come back to the apartment for any reason but I figured they had a perfectly good reason too I mean they were being quiet they must have known that I was in my bedroom trying to sleep so I actually felt super appreciative that they were trying to keep the noise down but then I heard what they were saying and
it made me feel sick in a whole other kind of way at first I heard Nick asking Aubrey in a very serious way if she was sure he kept asking over and over are you sure are you sure though Aubrey listen to me are you sure and she was saying something like yes I'm sure she was drinking when I left and half the bottle is gone now I was still feeling kind of groggy so at first it didn't click why Aubrey was talking about me drinking but then as the conversation started to unfold I started
to get why I'd been feeling not only sick but sleepy too Nick asked Aubrey if she put all of something in the bottle and Aubrey said yes Nick then asked if she was sure that that I drank at least half the bottle and again Aubrey said yes she said we'd only shared a small glass each before she'd slipped it in the bottle she promised I'd be passed out that I wouldn't wake up and that if they did it properly then no one would ever find out and that was when I realized what they were talking
about I just still didn't quite believe it yet never before had I experienced a moment where I thought this cannot be happening this has to be a nightmare but I had one right then I didn't pinch myself but I had this distinct memory of telling myself this is real how that terrified me beyond anything I'd ever been through before I heard Aubrey and Nick talking a little more but I couldn't make out what they were saying until I heard them say I love you to each other I heard i' love you then Nick's much deeper
voice softly saying I love you too and then my bedroom door handle started to turn I sat up in bed too tired and stunned to do anything but watch as my door started to open it was still dark so they couldn't see me sat up in bed and then after Nick asked should I turn the light on he flicked the switch and they saw that I was awake they froze just like I was but unlike them I had tears in my eyes that level of betrayal the level of deception and Predator Behavior it wasn't just
terrifying it was heart breaking there was a time when I thought Aubrey and I might be friends forever you know a long long time in a way that adults talk about their old College friends with this boundless affection but all her Warmness the way she made me feel so welcome it was all a lie and after what seemed like much longer but was probably maybe only a second of staring at one another Nick says hey how's it going if that sounds like it might have been like a regular greeting it wasn't it was awkward drawn
out which is why I typed out the words the way I did just then he was clearly caught completely off guard and as he stepped back away from the light switch Aubrey stepped past him and into the room she told me they just wanted to check on me that it wasn't like me to go to bed early and that they just wanted to make sure I was okay Aubrey also tried to put on a very normal front but she too had clearly not expected me to be awake I told her I was fine that I
was just tired after a long day and that I'd like to be left alone so I could get some sleep I wanted to confront them I wanted them more than anything but right at the front of my mind was the thought of what they might do if they got scared that I might call the cops it didn't feel like the right thing to do in the moment because every fiber of my being was screaming out for me to run to fight to hide whatever it took to get the hell away from them but that feeling
of being outnumbered of knowing that I was already vulnerable from how woozy and tired I was I knew that there was no other option than to be as non-confrontational as possible I tried my best to put on a happy face and pretend everything was normal because I knew my safety hinged on them believing they gotten away with trying to rofy me I didn't feel even remotely safe until I saw the worried look leave Aubrey's eyes and she smiled she said she and Nick had stopped by to grab some of her clothes because she was staying
overnight at his place and then told me to call her if I needed anything I thanked her asked her to turn the light back off on her way out and then she and Nick left the apartment with me huddled under my blankets hand over my mouth and trying not to let them hear me cry I was young naive and scared for my life and while the logical thing would have been to call the cops I was focused on finding someone that I could stay with who could come and get me out of there immediately which
is how I ended up calling the guy who ended up becoming my current boyfriend we've been hanging out not quite dating not quite being just friends I liked him and I trusted him enough to call him for help but I also didn't want to tell him what I suspected was happening either I just told him it was an emergency I needed help and I needed it to arrive faster than the cops would he then drove over over half carried me to his car and then stayed at his place that night without him having any clue
what was happening he later said that he figured that I was just drunk and upset about something and he only found out what was happening when I called the cops in his apartment when I mentioned that I suspected my roommate and her boyfriend had drugged me his jaw dropped and I remember him just pacing back and forth in disbelief the dispatcher recommended that I go to the hospital if I was still feeling nauseous and I later learned that the major danger involved passing out and then choking on your own vomit but I told her that
I didn't think that was necessary and that I'd managed to purge what was in my stomach before whatever it was managed to take its full effect I think and then the dispatcher then asked if I was able to meet a pair of police officers back at the apartment I told her yes she gave me a little info on what to expect and then me and my current boyfriend drove back over to the place that I'd just been drugged driving away I've been terrified but driving back felt different I hoped with all my heart that Aubrey
and Nick had been stupid enough to return to that apartment because that way I might get to see them in cuffs for what they'd done to me but that was wishful thinking on my part because when we walked inside they were nowhere to be found but neither was the bottle of wine that I've been drinking from the two cops we met up with had been very interested in getting their hands on it but Aubrey and Nick had been smart enough to leave with it they had suspected that I had known what they were doing and
like any truly devious criminals they tried their best to hide the evidence but the evidence they couldn't hide at least that it was way too late to hide was the evidence in my blood and urine I thought I had them because I knew whatever they'd slipped me was certain to show up on a drug test if I got one fast enough I told the cops that's what I was planning to do but one took me aside and broke some very horrifying truth to me without direct surveillance of the kitchen and without the tainted wine and
bottle as evidence there was very little chance that my case would even make it to trial they could go search Aubrey's room they could go search Nick's stuff too but if they suspected that I might be on to them the chances of the cops finding anything was extremely slim they had already successfully disposed of one piece of that evidence so it was unlikely that that they' leave others just lying around for police to find the cop told me that the single best piece of advice that he could give me was to find somewhere else to
stay move my stuff out and never associate myself with Aubrey again I was horrified I couldn't believe a cop would take such a cynical approach to enforcing the law but looking back on it he was entirely correct I insisted that he and his partner search au's room for any trace of rufies or maybe GHB or whatever it was they gave me but they found nothing just like that one cop said they wouldn't I later heard that the cops had searched Nick's place too and since he fully cooperated during the search he' more than likely scrubbed
his apartment of anything remotely incriminating and that was one of the worst parts of the whole ordeal knowing that we were going to get away with what they did and how it probably wasn't the first time they tried to do something like that Aubrey didn't come back to campus this year at least it's been weeks and I haven't seen her around yet so I'm assuming that she dropped out for some reason and that's fine by me I hope she's gone for good and if she has I can say with absolute certainty that this year campus
is a much much safer place without Aubrey and Nick being around [Music] back in the summer of 2008 I was 20 years old living with my mom and I was getting really bloody sick of it my mom and I had always gotten along very well but it was around that time that our lifestyles became totally incompatible and it started to put a bit of strain on our relationship I remember buying a copy of our local newspapers looking through the listings and then coming to a bit of a depressing realization if I wanted to stay in
the area and a flat that was actually nice it was going to take a huge chunk out of my monthly earnings that was doable but only just so if I wanted to have any kind of disposable income I was going to have to search for a potential flat mate and that is when I thought of Andrew Andrew had been hanging around with me in my close circle of friends for about a year a mutual friend had introduced us and since we shared a lot of common interests he became a regular feature on our nights out
Mountain Pub sessions he always seemed like an all right lad to me definitely a bit weird but we were all a bit weird in our own way and by the time I started looking for Flats Andrew was sleeping on a mutual friend's bedroom floor after being kicked out of his mom and stepdad's house we asked him why he'd been kicked out and he told us it was because of a fight that he'd had with the stepdad they gotten into a heated discussion they'd squared up to one another then as Andrew put it he B mattered
him this fit right into the evil stepparent stereotype for us and since most of our Social Circle were Children of Divorce not only did we never question it but we also kind of applauded it we thought that he was hard as nails for taking on a stepdad like that so our mutual friend had zero problem giving Andrew a place to stay even if that meant sharing a bedroom and I had no problem vouching for him so he could get a job working for the same company I was he had some income and he needed a
place to stay so to me Andrew was the Natural Choice to be my new flatmate I asked him what he thought and as you can imagine he was buzzing at the idea of having his own place he didn't have any money to cover his half of the deposit but I told him that didn't matter all he needed to do was give me half the rent at the end of every month and I'd cover bills and council tax until he got more hours at the bar that I'd found him a job at and then once he
could afford it he could Fork over more money for the bills Etc and we agreed on a handshake and that this was the arrangement and then I placed some calls to prospective landlords and eventually found us a decent place in the exact area that I was hoping for the first month of living with Andrew was actually awesome it was the first time both of us had lived in our very own apartment so we were both buzzing for the first week or so but then after falling into the routine of living with Andrew I couldn't see
any problems on the horizon he paid his share of the rent on time he tidied up after himself and he kept the noise down in his room whenever I needed to sleep and then aside from that he was pretty good fun to chill with we'd like the same kind of movies the same kind of music and the same kind of food so there wasn't really anything for us to disagree about this obviously suited me down to the ground and I felt like a proper big brain having picked the smartest choice for a flatmate but then
I started to notice that things weren't quite as they seemed so the only major difference between mine and Andrew's job was that I used to work much later than him he'd finish it around 2:00 in the morning whereas my place stayed open till 5:00 a.m. sometimes Andrew would pop by for a drink and to spend his tips but most times he went straight home which is what happened the night that I came home and found one of his weekly pay slips on the table I know it's not Cricket for a man to look at another
man's pay stub but it was right there on the table as I sat down to eat my postwork meal and I thought that I had a good idea of the hours that he was getting so the figure on the pce slip should have been somewhere in the region of maybe 150 to 200 but instead of anything near to that amount the figure said and I always remember this £37 38 I remember that figure because I stared at that pce slip in utter disbelief for a good few minutes wondering where he was getting his money from
he was spending like an absolute sailor and although he made a pretty penny in tips it wasn't enough to go throwing it around like he was but then by far the most confusing part for me was he'd be out four times that previous week the week the slip was dated for and each time he was dressed for work and didn't say anything to me about not going to work before he headed out like if he had been hanging around the flat on the days that he should have been working it have cottoned on to the
fact that he wasn't working enough to cover the rent but he'd gone out four times Thursday Friday Saturday and Sunday and each time he'd been wearing his black work shirt and dress shoes I didn't want to confront him about it I mean I shouldn't have been looking at his pay slip to begin with but I also couldn't help but worry that he might not have his share of rent come the end of the month but then when the end of the month came and he had all the money I forgot all about it could have
been a mistake on the company payroll or maybe he made the hours up the following week either way we had the rent so I wasn't fussed about it but looking back on it that was the first big sign that something was wrong the next big sign that Andrew wasn't the good guy we all thought he was was when he started going out with a girl named Julia now Julia not her actual name but she was a nice girl quite shy and reserved but very pretty I'd seen her around but had never really spoke to her
outside of serving her a drink until she and Andrew started seeing each other but then I was waiting in the queue at the 24-hour McDonald's looking to get a bit of food after work when who should walk in after her own shift had finished but Julia she knew me from being Andrew's flatmate so we got chatting about this and that and the other but during our first Small Talk oriented conversation ation she mentioned something that pricked my ears up for some reason even though Andrew was just a low-level barback at the place that he worked
Julia seemed to think that he was an assistant manager it came up when she said something like well I know Andrew's just gotten that am job at the drexo lounge so we haven't had a chance to see each other in a few weeks I remember saying something like okay yeah sorry to hear that and then I move the conversation on what I should have done in retrospect is tell Julia that no Andrew isn't an assistant manager and he's not been busy he's been lazing around the flat on his 3 days off a week but to
be honest learning that Andrew had told Julia that he was an assistant manager took me totally by surprise I knew it was a lie there was no way Andrew had been promoted to assistant manager on 20s something hours a week especially not after having worked there for all of 3 to 4 months I just didn't want her to find out that it was a lie from me and that probably sounded incredibly selfish keeping Julia in the dark like that so I could avoid being the one to break the news to her but it was also
still very much Andrew's friend at this point so I also wanted to give him a chance to do the right thing which looking back on it was about as pointless as a screen door on a submarine as they say I won't go into the entire exchange because it would take about 10 pages to get it all down on paper but the long and the short of it was this Andrew had lied to Julia through his bloody teeth as well and all just to impress her into sleeping with him then when he couldn't be ar to
see her anymore he fobbed her off with lies about being busy with all his new training and responsibilities he taken poor little Julia who'd never have said boo to a goose and then pumped and dumped her and what's worse he was bloody proud of it too and I was horrified now I know that might sound a bit snowflakey but I really was I had no idea Andrew was capable of something so manipulative but when I expressed even the slightest disapproval he acted like I was threatening to call the police or something he says that's what
everyone does you tell a few fibs to impress him she's not going to be impressed if I tell her I'm a freaking barback is she I understand that Twisted logic but what I didn't understand is why he felt so comfortable lying about something that Julia was bound to learn the truth about eventually and to my amazement the idea that Julia might visit him at work seemed genuinely novel to Andrew and for just the briefest of moments I saw this flicker of fear in his eyes but then he sort of pulled himself together Shrugged off what
he was saying and told me that she'd never found out because of XY and Z reasons the main being that his wasn't the kind of bar that she liked to drink in I remember dying to be like unless I bloody well tell her but as much as this just sounds cowardly in retrospect I just didn't want the smoke with my new flatmate he'd been a prick but I still don't think it was entirely my responsibility to go writing wrongs when I firmly believe the karmic wheel would eventually come spinning around to smash him in the
face and so I kept my mouth shut about it at least for a while I did remember I said Andrew was a decent flatmate and that he always cleaned up after himself and kept the place looking decent well that didn't last more than about 4 months because slowly but surely his hygiene standards started to slip I won't go into all the boring stuff about him leaving dishes out and whatnot so I'll just cut to the part when I realized why Andrew had never ever brought a girl back to his flat I'd never been in his
room I'd never needed to and since his door was further down the corridor than I never got a look in while walking past either I'd seen the room when we first moved in but after that I just never needed to there was a bit of bro code going on like young men who live together learn very quickly not to just barge into each other's bedrooms and that's why I hadn't even had a peep in his bedroom in almost 150 days at this point so when I finally did take a look into Andrew's room my jaw
hit the floor I was quite naive in that when I first became aware of Andrew's casual relationship with the truth I thought nah he wouldn't try and lie to me like that but shock and horror he did and sometimes he did so in the tattist of ways like one day when I couldn't find my iPhone charger plug and I asked if he borrowed it he swore up and down that he hadn't touched it and so just on a whim I decided to check his bedroom just in case he'd quote unquote borrow it and then forgotten
to replace it I literally thought to myself as I was walking down the corridor I wonder what he's done with the place but when I opened that door I swear I was almost knocked off my feet the first thing that hit me was the smell it was disgusting in there and I suddenly realized where some of our cups and plates had gone they'd been in his bedroom scattered around the place with scraps of moldy food left on them and they've been there for weeks there were piles of stinking clothes all over the place his mirror
literally had splatter marks on it from where he'd been popping zits and I saw not entirely empty bottle of beer that had been there so long the drgs in the bottom had gone moldy and those boys and girls were just a few of the stomach turning Delights that I got to witness as I cautiously tread through Andrew's room treating each suspiciously stiff looking sock like it was an actual fraking landmine I found my iPhone charger plug he had taken it but instead of texting him saying something like you prick you took it my mind was
so blown seeing how he lived that it knocked me for six I couldn't believe that he lived like that and I couldn't believe that I've been sleeping in the Next Room over completely none the wiser I thought Andrew not bringing girls back was I don't know like a sign of respect or something we talked about not being a party house so I thought that that was him holding up his end of the bargain but it wasn't that it was because his room was an effing pig sty in fact I take that back it's an insult
to pigs it was more like it was a rubbish dump if he wanted to have his room like that fine but as I said earlier the issue was that his lack of hygiene was encroaching on the rest of the flat but then when I brought this up with him it caused a bit of an argument he thought that I was being majorly uptight explained that he was exhausted and I shouldn't start having a go at him over a few unwashed plates in the sink I didn't even bring up the state of his room I didn't
want the argument to escalate any further than it had I'd started to think there might actually be something wrong with Andrew something he maybe needed help with and as his friend that's all I really wanted but still the incident marked the beginning of a strain that never ended but rather got worse and worse and worse again I won't bore you with each little chapter in the breakdown of our friendship you've already heard most of the significant stuff anyways but when things came to a head they came to a head in a big way we' moved
in together during early August of 2008 and by February of 2009 we were barely talking to each other Andrew had only contributed half of what he'd promised for February's rent leaving me no choice but to spot him the rest until he got paid at his new job which he'd only been forced to seek out after most likely getting sacked from his first job but that's a story for another day I wasn't angry that I had to spot him I was angry because he knew that if I didn't we'd both get kicked out of that flat
not just him he knew I had no choice and so he took full advantage of it I'm not saying that was scary I'm just saying you can understand why by early February mine and Andrew's friendship was teetering on knife's edge and then one Wednesday night it was coming up to a about 2:00 a.m. when into my bar walks Andrew's new colleagues I noticed their Slug and lettuce uniforms and rightly assumed that they were his fellow bar staff coming in for a drink after work they walked up to the bar I went over to serve them
then once their order was assembled and I told them the price one of them asked hey you you're Ralph right aren't you I nodded at which point the same girl said oh we work with Andrew but despite me still wanting payment no one so much as budg to grab a card a bank note from their purses or wallets I was like okay good for you but I still need payment for these drinks and when I said that the slug and lettuce staff started acting all confused they told me Andrew had said that if they came
into my bar and found me in particular I'd give them free drinks all I did was roll my eyes and tell them something like oh that sounds just like Andrew I'll talk and it's all bollocks because I was just so over his stupid Petty lies to people but me talking badly of him seemed to cause some deep offense in Andrew's new colleagues they didn't say anything they just kind of looked at each other paid for the drinks and then off they went but then a few rounds later and maybe an hour had gone by I
went over to serve them a second time I brought them their drinks and that time had no trouble getting the payment but as I was ringing them up one of the girls asked me if I liked living with Andrew I was just very honest with them told them I wasn't loving it but said nothing more than that then once again they acted like some grave offense had been committed the same girl told me you should be more grateful for what he's done for you which Honestly made me laugh out loud because what the bloody hell
had he been telling them well it turns out Andrew had been telling them an awful lot about me and and not a single word of it was true Andrew had told his new colleagues that it was him that had rescued me from being homeless he' also claimed that it was him and not me that was taking care of most of the bills and that I couldn't work more than 30 hours a week because I had chronic fatigue syndrome and because of this chronic fatigue Andrew had told his colleagues about how I had trouble cleaning up
after myself and that he spent a great deal of time making sure that I had a nice clean place to live and so in there view me expressing anything but Eternal gratitude to Andrew was grossly offensive and extremely unappreciative they told me all that in a very accusatory fashion as in they thought that they were going to give me a proper telling off and I was going to be all ashamed of myself for being an ingrate but that's not how things went down and instead of just having a go with them I told my manager
I was heading out for a quick smoke before closing I wasn't that busy by then and then asked the girl who had done most of the accusation to come outside for a polite word looking back on it I think she had her own doubts about Andrew if that was me and I thought the disrespectful ingrate of a flatmate was just going to defame my colleague I'd never have given them the time of day but she came outside and actually heard me out and while I explained how almost everything she had been told was a lie
I broke down everything for her an intimate detail too but at the end of the day it was all just words me saying that no Andrew didn't work part-time for a homelessness charity was very confusing for her it was a case of a he said she said situation and without going away to actually fact check all of the things he'd said all I'd done was leave her in a sort of haze of confusion the thing that really drove the point home and made her realize just what a liar Andrew was was seeing a photograph of
his bedroom I've been talking to my mom about Andrew's situation not necessarily just complaining about him either like I genuinely wanted her advice Andrew had been really annoying to me but he was still a friend and his behavior seemed Way Beyond just laziness or arrogance like I thought there was genuinely something wrong with him and that it was up to his close friends to maybe do something about it I brought up his bedroom and like everyone else I mentioned it to they simply did not believe it was as bad as I said it was until
I showed them I had taken a picture of his room to show my mom how I was not in fact exaggerating the situation that Andrew's room was in such a state that I was legitimately worried about his health but when his new colleague accused me of being the resident slob I felt that I had very little choice but to show her the picture if only to salvage my own reputation among a group of potentially regular customers I guess needless to say she was horrified and before some of you go asking well how did she know
it was actually Andrew's room well let's just say there are a few solid indicators that it was definitely his room for example Andrew was a big Metallica fan and there was a big Black Album poster on his wall Andrew also smoked drum rolling tobacco at the time and at least a dozen of the distinct blue packets could be seen stwn around his room and if you knew Andrew and saw that photo you just knew that that was his bedroom and for the girl that had done the accusing it was deeply shocking for her I mean
it'd be shocking for anyone to find out that loads of what they've been told is a complete lie but this girl seemed way worse than just surprised she seemed well and truly devastated I remember before she left she asked me one more time if I knew for certain Andrew didn't volunteer with a homelessness charity which was where he supposedly met and rescued me I told her I was really really sorry to be the bearer of bad news but that Andrew wasn't at all like she thought he was I didn't think he was evil or a
terrible person but he clearly had issues with lying and unfortunately she'd been his latest victim and in more ways than one now if you're assuming that little Revelation session would be the final nail in the coffin of mine and Andrew's friendship well you'd be right he was only two weeks into his new job and everyone he worked with now knew that he was a liar and not just any liar a very prolific one too then since it was me that had spilled the beans it caused such a big fight that we almost came to blows
it was probably one of the most interesting interactions I ever had with Andrew because I realized that he had told so many lies that he actually lost track of what he'd said to who again I won't Bore You by typing out the entire exchange but there was a point that I realized that he'd almost completely lost track of his lies but instead of having any kind of come to Jesus moment realizing he was exposed just made Andrew angrier and angrier as I said we never came to fighting but it certain bloody looked like we would
for a hot minute about a week after that big fight I came home from work to discover that Andrew had gone out but had left his keys in the flat and by then he owed me hundreds of pounds in rent and with my name the only one on the lease there was absolutely zero incentive for me to just let him back in I told him to go stay with his mom and long story but that whole getting kicked out situation had been another lie and that when he had the money he owed me he would
come and collect his stuff following an amicable exchange he actually got his mom to call me up at some point basically to beg for his stuff back on his behalf but after telling her the whole truth she took my side and agreed that Andrew needed to pay me what I was owed I actually told her on the phone I'll happily just Pawn all of his stuff to get some money back but I'd rather just box things off like gentlemen and not have to Lug his gear to Cash Converters and you know what she said said
that's fair enough Ralph I'll get Andrew to give you a call but he never did phone me back because Andrew had some much more pressing issues at hand I had no idea that those issues even existed until much later on so instead of telling now I think I'll keep you in the dark until we reach the climax of our little story here which I'll share with you now so one night I get ready to leave for work and as I walk out into the street outside my flat I see a car headlights flash on I
didn't think anything of it not right away but then as I walked away from the car toward the main road where my bus stop was I saw the lights behind me getting brighter and brighter and I realized the car wasn't trying to pass me in the street I realized that it was coming up directly behind me and it was moving fast too thankfully the penny dropped before it was too late for me to do anything and I was able to Simply jump back onto someone's front path as the car went speeding past me on the
pavement it only narrowly missed slamming into a lamp post and at first it was almost inconceivable that the car had actually tried to run me over I just thought it was some overly aggressive driver in a terrible mood or something but then I recognized who was in the driver's seat it was Andrew he got out of the driver's seat with a car still mounted on the pavement with its engine running and then walked around to the boot to open it and by then I'm shouting are you for real you just tried to run me over
yeah are you mental Andrew doesn't say anything he just opens up the car boot takes out a golf club of some description and then starts walking up our neighbor's path toward me I have this real obock moment when I realized he actually wanted to do me some serious damage the only method I had of defending myself was to pull out the little pen knife attached to my bartender's friend which was bar nearly an inch long and wave it around like a mental person in the hopes that it would deter him it did a little bit
but since he had about 3T of Swing to that Golf Club he knew that he had the advantage and so as he got closer he started trying to bash my head in with it all the screaming immediately alerted the owner of the home and as we're sort of back and forth dueling on their pathway they came out to tell us to stop but Andrew did not immediately stop and he got at least one good strike at me which hit me in the ribs before the homeowners Cry of the police are on their way finally got
him to relent he ran to his car sped off and left me trembling in the woman's pathway apologizing to her for the unexpected fight when she found out what had happened her reaction was next to saintly she asked if I wanted to come in for a cup of tea while we waited for the police and that's just what I did after calling into work to let them know that I'd be late clocking in I thought Andrew wanted to bash me because I'd exposed his Web of Lies and in a way that's exactly what had happened
but the thing that had made him angry enough to try and kill me wasn't so much that I exposed him it was the reaction of others that he' lied to and in particular the reaction of the female colleague who'd accused me of ingratitude again I didn't find this out until maybe 2 or 3 months after he locked himself out of the flat but by then everyone knew what I'm about to tell you it was practically Talk of the Town so I can't speak for every country's legal system but here in the UK we have a
crime under the statute titled violation by deception they don't use the word violation I'm just using it in place of another word you probably wouldn't be able to say but I'm sure you can all work out which one I'm talking about anyways the law states that and I'm just going to copy and paste this here violation by deception is a situation in which the perpetrator deceives the victim into participating in carnal acts that they would otherwise not have consented had they not been deceived deception can occur in many forms such as elcer perceptions false statements
and false actions it all sounds very cut and dry you lie to get laid and you've committed violation by deception but at least under English law the criteria to achieve a conviction is and I I'm quoting legal manual here very narrow essentially the prosecution has to prove that the victim would not have slept with the perpetrator if they hadn't deceived them so for example if a man refuses to pay a prostitute after he slept with her that doesn't fall under violation by deception but trick someone into thinking you're a completely different person to the one
you are and that could well earn a conviction well Andrew had been sleeping with a female colleague who'd initially accused me hence why she was so eager to defend her new lover but when she realized that almost everything he told her was a lie she was quite naturally devastated At first she didn't think that there was any way of getting back at him because she was totally unaware of the whole BBD law but little did Andrew know but his new Belle was a student at Sheffield uni and one of her housemates and all around best
friends was a third-year law student after a heart to heart about what a scumbag Andrew was the girl's friend informed her of the whole vbd thing and she now had some actual legal recourse to get back at him and use it she did Andrew was angry that I'd pulled the wool away from everyone's eyes but the thing that made him want to kill me was the fact that telling the truth was going to potentially result in a prison sentence of up to 10 years Andrew was arrested released on bail then the whole thing went to
trial about 6 months later by then he was living with his biological dad outside the city so no one saw him around town for the duration of the ordeal everyone hoped the girl and her lawyers would be able to land a conviction and I remember reading about the trial on social media later and thinking Andrew might actually go to prison for what he'd done but unfortunately because Andrew pled guilty at his plea hearing and in light of him being a firsttime offender he ended up walking away with nothing more than a suspended prison sentence of
2 years everyone who knew about the situation was devastated but Andrew didn't get away Scott free with his reputation now ruined he was forced to move away and although a mutual friend of ours keeps up with him from time to time we know next to nothing about where he is or what he's doing this is mainly because I tell this mutual friend that I don't want to know but that doesn't stop me from thinking about Andrew from time to time I came to learn that telling so many lies in the way that Andrew did is
a sure sign of sociopathy or in other words Andrew had a serious case of what you might call main character syndrome and that's why he felt so comfortable lying because other people didn't matter to him even if individuals found out he was lying there was no real loss to him because he didn't care what they thought of him in the first place however it's also common for people like that to highly prize their overall reputation after all if no one trusts you to begin with there's no one to fool so having me expose him and
in such a way that meant there were legal ramifications that makes people like Andrew murderous I sometimes wonder if wherever Andrew went he repeated that whole process of lying and manipulating people and I know it sounds a bit callous but I kind of hope he has I hope he's completely rebuilt his life even if it's a duplicitous House of Cards because that means he's actually moved on and I hope that because the alternative is that he still hates me he still gets angry thinking about me exposing him and he's going to just wait until things
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