We Were In For a Surprise
I had been dating this girl for a year. I had an apartment, and she had a house. I had taken her home to meet the family, and we even attended a wedding together. After that, we decided we should move in together. So, I left my apartment, which I loved, and moved in with her.
Things weren’t working out. She wanted to fight all the time, and I found out the secret extra room she had was for hoarding. I told her, “This isn’t working, so I’m going to leave, and I’m breaking up with you. I’ll be gone by the end of today.”
I then made plans to move in with a platonic girlfriend to get out of there and buy me some time to apartment hunt properly, because I was working 14-hour days. Suddenly, my phone started acting funny. I took it in to get a new chip and found out she had been snooping on my phone.
While I was at the phone store, she called the girl I was going to move in with and threatened her, saying all kinds of crazy stuff. My friend then told me I couldn’t move in with her because she didn’t want my crazy ex around. My ex also called her friends and family and told them some stories.
They rushed over and hid in the house, packed my stuff, and prepared to ambush me. I parked outside and wouldn’t go in. I called my friend and asked for moving help. My friend showed up, we opened the garage, and started grabbing my couch. Well, we were in for a surprise.
Just then, the authorities showed up. They had been called on a “domestic violence” complaint. If my buddy and I weren’t both holding each end of the same couch and looking confused, we would have been taken in.
Then, she and her family sprung out of the house and started making several allegations and veiled threats, and I just said, “I’m leaving.” She ran over to me, started fake crying, and said, “We can work this out.” I was like, “No thanks.”
I thanked the officers for being there to protect me from whatever those people were planning. I was lucky. If she had gotten away with it, I would have gone to prison, lost my job, and my stuff—all over trying to break up like an adult. Story credit: Reddit / Blackbarnabyjones