Who wants to hear a funny story? I wouldn't consider it funny in Jake's case simply because he didn't understand that I was trouble wherever I went. It wasn't my fault I accidentally got him kicked out, all I was doing was playing games on my phone.
Where do I start me and Jake always has these wild adventures together and I use to end up in the dumbest situations if you ask me. That's simply because Jake was way too private about his life and what I mean by that is. Sometimes if he had to do something he would drop me off in another town and leave me to the next day. Whoa I know that sounds crazy right, and sound like a total Moran but let me explain. Around this time I had just transitioned to my brand new BMW after selling my Nissan. He liked that and he liked how easily he could manipulate me into going on these long and tedious trips of his. Some trips were great others were like a scene out of one those B film Bruce Willis action movies. I was never allowed to drive unless I had to argue with him before work. Other then that he had all the control at this point. However I was having a fight club moment and was falling in a state of chaos with him and I couldn't bring myself to the truth of the illusion.
So then what happens next with a narcissist and his follower, well Jake got this crazy to start this little promethazine drink service with his cousin. The idea was too extreme and both of them got paranoid and dropped the idea. Instead they decided to sell weed edibles but in food form instead of the tasty deserts. The Idea was wild and it took a few of my paychecks to keep up with them. The weed butter was expensive and they were selling out a lot of the time. I was exhausted, especially when Jake decided to turn the business into a delivery service. The only one who had car at the time was me. I think you know where this goes...He starts taking my car everywhere possible we went to so many cities on the northern and southern end it was wild.
The problem started when he started to do favors for his roommates. The roommates consisted of Jake, his best friend David and his wife Trinity. Now Jake and David have been best friends since they met in high school. The seemed like an odd couple but in the long run the crude jokes they would make actually had everything add up in the long run. Now everything was perfect until Jake started dropping off at his place to sleep in his closet till he came home, and the only way I could come out if I didn't hear any voices. His friends were always out getting high and buying furniture, they also were contemplating getting a puppy. With that being said I snuck of the closet around 9pm. I use to just sit there on my phone watching Netflix or smelling his clothes and when I heard his roommates I hoped in the closet and closed the door and waited until the time was right. I never fully understood why they didn't have to know about me but it was whatever I was putting all my trust into Jake. That visit its too pick up Davids nephew Steven. After he came along we had to be more careful, we would lock the room door after he walked out I would have to hide in the farthest corner of the closet just in case. It was the worst, but the third time around I didn't know what would be my last moments to get myself into trouble.
Now Jake was offered money to take this 3hr trip to go pick up Stevens off and on again girlfriend Alexa, that was some trip it took nearly a day, before he left he gave me a rose and the WiFi password. He kissed me goodbye that day and left me breathless and severely short winded, it was awful if you ask me. Steven started to get paranoid around 5pm. I out of the closet lying around on the bed discreetly watching a movie on Hulu I heard Steven and David talking about Jake through the walls. I had nothing better to do except listen to grown men gossip. From the sounds of it as first it seemed like Steven was paranoid he would say things like "Whats taking him so long"? "I bet he's fucking her" David shot back "you know what? He probably is, he humps anything he can get his hands on". "He is going sit there with the radio loud and be all mysterious and slide his hand in her panties". The banter continued and all I could do was continue to watch movies without thinking about everything they said. Me and him have had plenty of moments and so did a stack of other girls, sometimes he would have the nerve to do it in front of his other girls.
He was a complete womanizer but all she was gonna do is get ignored in the front seat, while he switched lanes with hand signals. With that being said they started talking about how horrible he was as a roommate. From him throwing his clothes and shoes everywhere to his attitude and having guests over, and coming home in the middle of the night. I was kinda surprised because as much as I was in love with Jake at the time I noticed he seemed to be kinda weird. The roommates were tired of it and that is where that got worse Steven starts talking about this house guest he let out in the middle of the night one night and how she must have spent the night in his room while he was out of the house. That gave me the chills and all I could do was text Jake frantically about his friends being on to me but I had to do so as quietly as I can. They talked outside the door and finally decided to turn the knob, at that time the door was locked and they went back and forth about who could be in there sadly the conclusion would have to be me. It gets worse they start talking to me through the door as I have an anxiety attack in the closet as quietly as I can.
Finally I crapped out as they made me realize that I could've left the room anytime I wanted because he can't cage me up like an animal. That being said I gave up the fight and I opened up the door. They all cheered and comforted me on the nearest couch. I met Steven first and got asked an array of questions as I sat there and started smoking with them and sharing the worst things about Jake and how one specific part of the relationship got out amongst them. It was awful and the roommates and even two close friends were making the way to this intervention. The only problem was that this wasn't to talk to Jake about his negative aspects it was a group plot for throwing him out of the apartment because of caging me in his room like an animal for those two days was the last straw.
I sat there in shock and sat nervous as shit. Jake was halfway there and there was crazy talk among the room that Jake would kidnap Stevens girlfriend if he wasn't approached properly. I failed to mention that they were clearing out his room and throwing his stuff at the front desk meanwhile I was paranoid thinking he was going to hate me forever. They used me to bait him into coming upstairs because he wasn't ready to have an honest moment, it didn't work initially because someone down there told him about the whole dilemma and it was a conspiracy to get jumped and stabbed in the parking lot.
I gave up and I let conspire and I waled outside to my car, on the way down the stairs I had Jake eyeballing my soul from the distance. I walked down the stairs in shame as I felt like I betrayed him in some way. It was getting to my heart strings and ran to him once I got to the bottom of the stairs. He however wasn't thrilled and told me to leave because he didn't want me too see anything going on so I walked of after getting in the car, I decided for some reason I was going to save the night and I ran upstairs and rushed in the place. Just to find them sitting and talking with them. I instantly got on my knees and begged them to not to kick him out. Guess who ruined the surprise....they made sure I stepped out before calling name. I Could only think of how this would've played out if I stayed in the closet and never opened up. After the conversation ended we all parted ways and Jake had to sleep in his car for a week. His cold shoulder was the worst but I didn't let that get me down, I made sure I apologized and reflect on how much of an idiot I am at the time, which was a big one...I learned a lot from this experience and I learned a lot about friends. The worst part of it is I didn't get to finish the movie before it expires.
Moral? Don't let other girls/boys hide you in the closet.
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