- 2 years ago
This story popped up in my head today when I saw a friend request from his mom on Facebook. WTF.
Anyways, several years ago I dated a guy. He was 4 years younger than me. I did not have really big plans for him, it was a rebound relationship (guilty!) So as it progressed I faced his overly jealous nature – once he went out with friends, then being drunk he came to my house at 2:30 am knocking on the window (I had a first floor apartment). I was so pissed off that he did it, I had to go to work next day. On top on everything, he was jealously demanding explanations on why I did not pick up my phone and where is my lover. I usually turn the sound off when I go to sleep. He did not believe my explanation and started searching my apartment opening closets to prove that I was cheating. We’ve been dating 5 months at that time. I got so pissed off that I told him it is enough, I am breaking up. After he heard that he started to yell and call me names. I told him to leave my house immediately, he did not listen. He left only after I threatened to call cops.
Next 2 days he was trying to text and call me apologizing for his drunken behavior, but I just ignored him. I felt like I have nothing to say to him after all. Two weeks passed by, I did not hear anything from him and was pretty happy about it.
Until one night, of course during the week day, I heard my door bell buzzing. It was 2 am!!! I was already sleeping, so I decided to pretend that no one is at home and thought someone was just mistaken, so I just went back to sleep. However, door bell kept making noise for another 20 minutes. I went downstairs to see who is not letting me sleep. I saw him. Of course it was my ex, who was so drunk that he could barely stand. I had no idea how he managed to drive to my place. He was crying and telling me how sorry he was for everything bla bla. I told him it is too late, I made up my mind, but he did not want to leave. I dialled his sister who lived 30 min away so that she would come and pick him up because he was in no condition to drive. While I was waiting for her, I took him in, so that I would not bother my neighbours and make a scene in the middle of the night. That was my mistake! Huge one.
He rushed to get into my bed saying he is not going to leave and will make me change my mind,then immediately fell asleep. I tried to wake him up and saw he started peeing right in my bed. I tried to pull him out to drag to the bathroom and it was pretty hard I must say – dragging 170 lbs drunk man. In the bathroom he saw laundry bin and thought it was toilet and starting peeing into it. I had to turn him to use actual toilet. He peed all over it. That was a nightmare in the middle of the night!! I was mad at him for all of it and mad at myself for letting him in.
When his sister arrived with her bf to help taking this guy away I warned her that if he ever comes to my house again I will call cops. I also told her he has to go to anonimous alcoholics. She was very sorry and could not believe what she saw. Another 2 hours of the freaking night I was cleaning all the mess he left. Next morning I had to go to work.
Thank God he never came to my house anymore! Maybe because 2 months after incident my lease was over and I moved to a new place, maybe his sister talked to him. I blocked him from everywhere after that night so I would never know, and truthfully I did not care.