Special K

MVWR was K, a dance major who was a lot louder than I was, but we had a few mutual friends so I thought everything would be cool. Right away she started picking screaming matches with me. She would scream at me about the weirdest things, like one time she was angry with me because my feet have high arches and she is flat footed. I later found out that she started these screaming matches because she wanted a roommate who would “defend herself.” So I would walk out when she attempted this crap. Whenever I had any male friends over, she would start doing splits and back bends and talk about the muscles in her thighs being sore and tight.

One night, I was doing my homework and studying for an exam in the living room. She came home with a guy who she had been on a date with and they came and sat by me. I greeted him and made some small talk since he and I had a mutual friend. She then pulled the guy to the ground and said she was going to give him a massage. She proceeded to walk up and down his back while I went back to studying. When the guy left, she suddenly started screaming at me about several things. First, how dare I talk to a guy she brought home, because that would make him lose interest in her. Second, how dare I stay in the living room when she obviously wanted to be alone with him. I told her I was studying and if she wanted to be alone with him she could bring him to her room. She claimed she was a good Christian girl and didn’t bring guys into her room. I told her to go shove it.

Later she attempted to prove she’d leave me “alone” with a guy when a male friend of ours came over to hang out and she went straight to her room. It didn’t make any sense since he was just a friend of ours and he thought it was bizarre that she refused to hang out. The last straw was when she started dating B. I’d met him and we’d all go out every now and again so I was obviously “allowed” to talk to him without her freaking out. One night I came home and she was passed out on the couch and he was just chilling. I started talking to him and asked him if K was okay. He said she just got drunk and passed out. So we decided to play some cards. We were playing Rummy when she woke up and started screaming in her heavy southern accent, “What the f*** are ya’ll doing?!” Apparently she thought that I was giving him a hand job even though we were sitting a good three feet away from each other. She went ballistic and started hitting him. He left and she came back in screaming at me that she wanted to punch me. I told her to go ahead so I could call the cops on her.

After this incident, she and B made up and then he started practically living there. Right before finals, when I would get up to get ready for classes, K would be gone but B would be sitting in the living room with all the lights out, leering at me. It was really creepy since I would be in my pajamas and it was just the two of us. He started asking me really uncomfortable questions about me and my body. I was so creeped out that I called my mom asking her if I had the right to tell K that I didn’t want B there anymore. My mom was pissed and decided to call K. My mom later called me back and told me she talked to K and K freaked out on my mom, screaming that we didn’t want her to have a boyfriend. So my mom called K’s mom and K’s mom said it sounded like I was jealous and I should move out. My mom came by that day and helped me move out. I got a condo where I was my only roommate. It was wonderful.