Sweet Catastrophe

Well, okay, now that it’s all said and done I’m not livid anymore, but I’m still pissed.

“Thanks for everything Jade. I left your key. Love, Will” This was on the corkboard/dry erase board on Monday, and yet, all of his furniture and any random, unnecessary stuff was still in his bedroom. Less than 24 hours earlier I listened to him ask Robert about whether he could keep the old Xbox or not, and that was still hooked up downstairs. All his food was still in the kitchen.

He dropped his phone in a sink so he couldn’t answer calls, but don’t take that as an excuse because he’s around plenty of people who have phones. He can check his voicemail. But here it is Thursday and he hasn’t responded to me, his brother, or his father. I don’t know who all else. People keep asking ME if he’s gone for good, but he didn’t even tell us when he was leaving. He gave us an 8 day notice and tried to say that he told us before he left for the summer, but that’s bull, but it’s not like I could force him to give us more money, ya know? It’s not even a matter worth taking to a small claims court or anything.

So this is the mess he left:

This is what appears to be a bottle of piss. Yeah.

And the count was ELEVEN used condoms in the floor. Mhmm.

It’s all gone now. Everything was tossed (except the Xbox) and cleaned. Also, his final check from his summer job came in the mail yesterday. I put it in the mail to his brother today. I refuse to do him any favors and I’m just not quite enough of a bitch to cash it and keep it even though it’s about the amount he should owe us…so I sent it to Andrew and he can deal with it.

So yeah, that’s been what’s really pissing me off this week. This is on top of pms, being freakishly broke, and worrying about my brother. Believe me when I say I will punch William in the nuts if I ever see him again.