Fear Thy Neighbor

Hello again, my fellow readers. This tale is about a neighbor that I have encountered and still is going on to this day.

My neighbor, I'll give him the name Mr. Lonely to mask his identity for now. Mr. Lonely is just like his name, very lonely indeed, to the point I was never alone if I stepped my foot onto my porch.

Mr. Lonely came from a harsh background you wouldn't want to experience. The family was broken; the father left, the mother was homeless, and Mr. Lonely and his siblings lived in and out of family homes. He never had a sense of a wholesome family or stability while growing into an adult. He worked all his life and had to beg for food at a younger age. But never the less, he found comfort in working long and hard hours. That, when Mr. Lonely had his first child, a boy, he was never much around and just steadily took on side work to provide. But that family was cut short once his first baby's mother, Brittney (who is a blonde), was forced out of the house by Mr. Lonely.

Mr. Lonely claims that at that time, he was so burnt out from working endless hours he had enough of his mother's son not doing anything. And as we go on into Mr. Lonely story, you will see a pattern in his choices of female companions. But I digress; his relationship with his son's mother was back-and-forth breakups. A pattern of trust issues and understanding of emotions on both sides. At the very end of their relationship ended badly for Mr. Lonely.

One day, Mr. Lonely and Brittney got into an argument that resulted in Brittney packing everything in their home and leaving unexpectedly. Once Mr. Lonely arrived home, he was welcomed to an empty home, no Brittney, no son. Mr. Lonely, angry, and broken-hearted, he went on a drinking binge. After his drinking was over, he discovered himself in jail and was assigned charges of Involuntary Manslaughter, Homicide while DUI. Mr. Lonely was lucky in his case; he only served 18 months for this crime and still managed to have an active driver's license.

During his time waiting for his trial date, etc. He met his second baby's mother name Dumbass Toni (also another Blonde). Dumbass Toni is sadly a mother of two girls. Her eldest daughter is by another; that gentleman was smart enough to get a divorce from her before they had another child together. Then, she had her other daughter by Mr. Lonely before he was sent to prison. Toni is a lazy, wanna-be stay-at-home mom, and while he was in prison, she was just responsible for keeping his apartment he had in order. To pay all the bills and hold the fort, but even that was too much to handle for Dumbass Toni.

Once Mr. Lonely completed his 18-month sentence for his negligence, he received two years of probation. He was welcomed home by maxed-out credit cards, bills not paid, and having so much accumulated debt under his name. Of course, Mr. Lonely involved the police; once that happened, he discovered Dumbass Toni and her oldest daughter stole his money. He didn't press charges, but he managed to stay with her to make it work.

This is where I come in. :) me and my family moved in, next to Mr. Lonely, Dumbass Toni, and their children. Mr. Lonely was distant at first but very welcoming and talkative. Dumbass Toni was just that, dumb; I sensed that she didn't have a mother instinct. So, I kept my distance from her.

A few weeks go by, and it sounds like Mr. Lonely and Dumbass Toni are having relationship issues. Come to find out, while Mr. Lonely is at work, his son from Brittney is being ill-treated by Toni. He finds out and criticizes her for not doing anything around the house as well. He kicks her out, along with Toni's eldest daughter and their daughter. At this point, Mr. Lonely is alone, with just his thoughts and plenty of time on his hands.

Time went by so fast that, at times, it felt that we had always known Mr. Lonely as a friend. He was useful with cars, and he helped us with maintenance and my partner's cars. Everything in our new area to call home was great until my best friend Shaggy (also a damn Blonde) came to visit me, and things went downhill.

Quickly, Mr. Lonely found himself obsessed with Shaggy. Shaggy is a very playful woman with two kids and is very active in the children's lives. In her downtime, she decided we would spend time together to do self-care. At first, things were great with Shaggy and Mr. Lonely interactions. Until the day Shaggy came over, and she was upset with her current relationship she was in at the moment. She was seeking attention somewhere and anywhere. She saw my neighbor as a great distraction and possibly a FWB (Friends-With-Benefits) due to her being sexually frustrated.

That day, Shaggy was drinking and ended up sleeping with Mr. Lonely. After that day, Shaggy regretted having sex with Mr. Lonely due to her final evaluation of Mr. Lonely. Physically not attractive, with black rotten teeth, and aggressively demanding.

Since their last physical encounter, he became clingy, overlooked key points in conversations, obsessed with dating Shaggy, and kept making sexual remarks of getting another chance to have sex with Shaggy.

Moving forward, me, my partner and Shaggy decided to go to my friend cabin for a weekend to detox from everything around home. Once, Mr. Lonely heard of this, he wasted no time to get an invitation. He tried to convince Shaggy in persuading me to let Mr. Lonely come along. Shaggy mentioned that, and expressed, she didn't want him to come along on the trip. So I told her to tell him no, and then Mr. Lonely asked me personally, and I repeated the same no.

After that was settled, Mr. Lonely becomes overbearing with his presence. I tried to hang out every time my friend came over. If I'm outside =, he would immediately come out and try to talk about Shaggy somehow. He never wasted any time in trying to get in good with her friend. But I told him, you know her situation, don't push it, just be a friend. I told Shaggy to limit conversations with Mr. Lonely, seeing he was looking for a relationship and she wasn't. But sadly, it backfired; she was still communicating with him and toyed with him by giving him false hopes.

This is where Mr. Lonely is on the verge of believing/convincing himself that I control my best friend's decisions. Time goes by, and Shaggy is up to the ceiling, stressed out about having to call the cops on her partner, and he ends up being arrested on a Friday. The next day, Shaggy came over, and I was unaware of half of her visit that she invited Mr. Lonely to dinner on Friday.

As normal, Once she arrived, we had a smoke, and Mr. Lonely, as normal, was outside along with us. But this time, he was acting extra weird and jumpy. A few hours go by, and we see Mr. Lonely suddenly slamming his front door while we are outside having another cigarette. He went to a metal container on the property and punched it repeatedly. Then he walks back over to his door; as he was walking past us and no said a word to him, he mumbled, "Sorry".

We all go back inside my house, me and Shaggy are in the kitchen. She looks at me, all scared and worried. I asked her, " What the hell is going on?". Shaggy tells me that Friday night, when she was home, she had to call the police on her partner. She was feeling down, and wanted someone to talk to-so she messaged Mr. Lonely and asked him on a date. In which he gladly accepted the invite. But the next day, she messaged him, revoking the invitation. She made him aware that she made a mistake and that she's still having too hard of a day to go to dinner.

Shaggy showed me the messages, and the response to her was, " Okay, I understand. So what time should we go to dinner?". I wasn't shocked at all by Mr. Lonely response. But I was shocked by his behavior that came after her, rejecting him and repeatedly saying "No" to him. No, I don't want to talk alone with you about it; no, I don't want to come outside by myself to talk to you about it.

As we were discussing this, I see and heard Mr. Lonely outside my front door screaming, " Come the fuck on and talk to me; come on outside, god damn it!". He was looking inside my front door windows for Shaggy, pacing back and forth. Until, I told Shaggy, come on outside, say what you just said in your text to him and let it be known where you stand, PERIOD.

So, we went outside, she sat down and tried to explain why she changed her mind yet again, and he immediately went inside and said, " I can't talk in front of my goddamn neighbor." Me and Shaggy looked at each other and just sat there in silence. I went back inside. Shaggy and my partner stayed outside, and that's when he came back out to talk to Shaggy.

After they talked, I came out and sat down. Once I sat down, Mr. Lonely said, " I have a question for you?"

"Yes", I replied.

"Are you Shaggy's keeper?"

"Are you the one that makes decisions for her?"

I basically told him off. Pointing out that he displayed for us how he acts toward rejection for hours. That he wants attention and that he doesn't know how to take no for an answer. Why would she still want to go on a date with you, and it's supposed to be just as friends?

My partner jumped into our conversation, and that was the end of that discussion. The night goes on, and I'm not saying anything to Mr. Lonely, at this point, I'm done with his and Shaggy's interactions. I want nothing to do with him, and I made him sense that. Mr. Lonely apologizes to my partner and Shaggy. He mentions he wants our friendship and yada yada yada.

The next Sunday, Shaggy came over as normal to chill for a few hours as we smoked a cigarette once she got to my house. Who comes walking out of his house just in a black tank top? You got it, Mr. Lonely.

He appeared angry and sat on his top steps. He turns around and says my name. He asked me for a few items he let me borrow. I told him yes in a serious tone and would also give back the envelopes he provided so I could write his old cellmate in jail.

I went inside after my cigarette was done; Shaggy came into the house after me. She showed me long text messages from him about me and talking mad shit. So, I know how to act cordially now. She got his items from inside the house and placed them in front of his door.

Mr. Lonely comes out of his house, yelling, " Where is my stuff?". I didn't answer nor turned around. My partner and Shaggy pointed down to the ground at his items. He begin to pick the items up and threw his weights in the house. As he was throwing the weights in the house, he turns and yell," Go back to where you fucking came from, we don't do this shit around here!".

I immediately turned around and started to curse him out, and ending the conversation by stating, " You stay the fuck on your side & I'll stay on my side...PERIOD!". After that, he kept saying shit and I kept talking shit right back at him, while the whole time he was in his house and I was outside hearing his shit.

He then proceeded to got to the trailer he was punching a few days ago. He retrieved two long metal chains and claimed that he was going to kill himself. I yelled, go head!!!!!

I ended up calling the police, what do I care. He's on probation, acting all crazy over a friend of mine. So, of course his drunk ass left, and walked down to his father house. The officer spoke to him, he mentioned that it seemed like I hurt his masculinity. I looked at the officer, " He shouldn't have act all crazy over a rejection, and coming at me side ways."

At the end, as of now, I don't say shit to my neighbor and ignore the fuck out of him. We're thinking about getting some plants to block his view of us.

It get's creepy that he'll come out every time when were outside and just listens to our conversation. Not seeing the figure will help with the coexisting.