I've had some crazy roommates in the last 2 years
Roommate #1 was a friend I moved in with after I came back to the USA after losing my visa status. (my ex cheated on me and refused to sign my final residence paperwork 3 days before my visa expired, I returned to the USA with nothing after begging a family member to buy me a ticket when the country I was in for 3 years kicked me out.)
She said I could stay in her spare room. Her mom owned the trailed we stayed in so there was no rent, just utilities. It took me about 10 days to find a job as a waitress. In that time my family sent me a gift card for groceries and I made that last. Roommate threw a party for her friends where she cooked $90 in meat and had lord knowns how much other stuff. My first tips paid for an oil change on her car, $20 a DAY for gas, the entirety of all the bills, and some new clothes for myself.
Originally she had been ok with giving me a ride to work. I worked a mile from where she worked so I would go in with her in the morning (3 hours early) and walk the mile to work every day and a mile back to meet her at her work. I gave her as mentioned before $20 a DAY for gas. (11 mile drive total). 4 weeks into living with her she announces that she is going to Costa Rica to visit family and that I need to have a car or move out within 10 days. I chose the option of moving out since I can't drive and it was the cheaper option anyways. I figured when I moved out on the 7th day into a house that was a 5 minute walk from my work that everything was solved
Over the next 6 months-
Her mother kept dropping random pieces of furniture on my porch and then claiming I owed her $50 for them.
Girl got her credit card bill and tried to charge me first $800, then $3000 when she decided to move a few cities down to be with some boy who "had the most amazing eyes ever."
Contacted my friends on facebook claiming I owed her money
Tried to take me to court to make me pay half of her credit card bill. Apparently living with her meant that I HAD to pay half of her credit card bill.
When I moved she decided to contact my family members and try to spin a story about me owing her money. Same family members who had given me the gift card for groceries and knew how much I eat.
Roommate #2 knows roommate #1 but that's pretty much true of everyone I've known in the last 12 years (she was a childhood friend).
He lived with "controlling and abusive" parents and wanted to get out. I put my credit on the line and let him move in with my shitty boyfriend and I (Shitty boyfriend and I broke up a long time ago and I'm happily married to my childhood sweetheart now.)
That's when the trouble started. All of the sudden no-one could drink in the house because he "had alcoholic parents." I kept this rule and occasionally boyfriend would have a drink after work.
A month in roommate stops paying rent. This went on for 3 months while he was trying to find a job. During this time I let a friend and his gf who had recently become homeless stay for one night on MY futon in MY room. They were there from 8pm to 6am and I even asked roommate #2's permission. They left their bags out in the common area and apparently he went through them. He found a medical marijuana permit, hid all of his stuff in his room, and then sent me texts about how he was calling the cops for me allowing "drug dealers" into the house.
He finally started paying me back and started complaining how his paycheck couldn't cover paying me back. At this point I was working 60 hours a week in a very active job, doing all the house cleaning, and working jobs on the side to keep us all above water.
He then went through this weird stage where he wouldn't wash his clothes, or his towels, or anything. His boss threatened to fire him if he came into work smelling bad again. I had to lock him in the bathroom to get him to shower.
During this time we found out that abuse and overwork his parents put him through was extremely exaggerated. He claimed he always had to wash dishes and clean 2 days of the week for 7-8 hours a day. We found out by "doing dishes" he meant putting them away after the washer was run. The cleaning he did was all in his room, it needed 7-8 hours he was a complete slob. He also began insisting that he was "raped" when someone poked his fully clothed body with a lacrosse stick on the way out of practice and that I would never understand the damage that it had done to him.
I spent months cleaning up after him because the landlord basically told me I was on my own.
A few months later my Ex and I break up because he has a problem with me trying to do some volunteer teaching overseas in exchange for paid college classes. He knew this was my plan all along but decided suddenly I was "trying to break his heart." I went to a friends wedding after he said this and he spent the night sending me texts about how I was "selfish" and if I just waited for him to "finish his degree" (5-6 years as he kept failing his first semester classes) that we could go together. I told him no I was going for 6 months and that would be the end of it. He "fell asleep" as I was coming home at 2am and I ended up walking the 2 miles from the station home, being picked up (literally) by two men who kept touching my thighs and commenting on how I should make babies with them. He later screamed at me that he "wished I had gotten raped."
Two nights later ex wakes me up at 3am crying saying he is going home to his mothers. I say ok and help him pack because I was done with stupid drama. He later tried to make me pay off a loan to took out to pay his rent and stuff as well as blamed me for "ruining his life." Anyways I see ex off and he tries to propose to me with his class ring after he's told me if I want to be with him I have to give up all my life dreams and wait on him to finish the program he can't even get into yet. This is when things start getting crazy.
Roommate #2 starts posting facebook statuses about how much he misses Ex, telling him I want him back. Trying to set us up over and over again. In the meantime I accept a contract in Asia and am preparing to move there. Roommate starts sobbing outside my room screaming about how I'm "breaking up our family." Ex has my box up his other shit and mail it to him, I take the rest of my money out of the back account we had been sharing for transit and food etc. Suddenly Ex's mom is accusing me of stealing. (Did I mention I was on a family plan with all of them an despite buying my phone and paying for all my own minutes / plan she turned my phone off and demanded he take it back with him. He later freaked out because I had wiped it before giving it to him.) Three days later we wake up to an eviction notice on the door. Or rather roommate does.
During the time he was there he would take and hide knives in his room because he was "so suicial" and "totally cut." Wore a sweatshirt to "hide his scars." (He has none, I saw his arms and legs when he passed out naked sick.) I get woken up to roommate running head first into my door. I freak out and try to talk to him about it. We find out Ex took off with the rent money instead of paying it that month... oh lord. I think I calmed him down and call the man who is now my husband who is also in Asia to talk about my contract and about housing etc. I then hear a big thump on my door and a scream of primal rage. I am as quiet as I can as the now husband is FREAKING out. Roommate leaves for work and I find the eviction notice with my biggest knife stuck into it in my door.
I left that day and stayed at a friends on the floor for 3 days until I could catch a plane to stay with now-husband. In that time I find out roommate has tried to buy a gun to "show me what happens when you betray a friend." He starts stalking friends of mine he can find. Sends me e-mails about how he is going to hand himself and it's going to be on my conscience that I killed him because I "won't be his friend." Finally the police pick him up and put him in a mental hospital. Roommate's mother then calls ex who contacts me on Skype because "We owe her for his phych care." She continually calls drunk to his number and sends me messages on any e-mail or format she can find. We then find out from the phych who wouldn't let him out until after I left that he had tried to buy a gun and was planning to shoot me in the airport and then shoot himself in the head so that we would "always be together."
Landlord in the end didn't even accept the police reports and accepted roommates story that I had abandoned the house and all the damage he caused was because of me.