Well now that you've mentioned it, you HAVE to.
Aye-aye, Captain!
Well. The summer between my sophomore and my junior year of high school I moved to a new town, which is my current residence. It's a rather nice area and I love living here but it has a lot of prototypical suburban socialites who love to gossip — so naturally, the kids at my new school were the same way. So I sought out friends who didn't care for the whole social circus thing. I was always seen as the "weird goth chick" (yes I am female but I'm sure some people here have figured that out already) so nobody would deign to be friends with me aside from a few people and that's when I met "Robin" (her real name sounds like a stripper name, no joke).
Robin and I hit it off instantly, and we quickly became best friends. She had a horrible family life and I could sympathize, but she told me that people at our school gossiped about her a lot. I didn't think this was anything out of the ordinary, but several other people had actually warned me against associating with her. The thing about her was that she had a tendency to put people down, especially me. She had to criticize a lot of what I did and said, bragging about how she was an intellectual and point-blank telling me I wasn't an intellectual like her. She would also brag about how some guys asked her out, but she'd always turn them down. The thing with Robin — and I'm going to sound catty here— is that she is
not attractive in the least, but she is very charming and knows how to make guys feel special. I overlooked her quirks because hey, I figured I had my own faults, so I never really said anything to her.
But then she'd put me down in other ways over the years. Apparently quite a few guys had a huge crush on me at some point, and a few even asked me out, but when I'd tell Robin about it she would just say, "Oh, he's just a player, he asks every girl out." When we auditioned for the school musical, I got a part and she didn't, and the music teacher kept asking me to join the school chorus, but she would just say, "Oh, he asks everyone to join the choir." (She is really proud of her singing voice, too.) When my creative writing teacher kept asking me to submit my works to his prestigious art/writing magazine, she said, "Oh, he just wants more people to submit their works." Then she would start criticizing my beliefs in God, saying how because I believe in God that I "wasn't as open-minded as her." (I did bring it up to her that saying that made her more close-minded than me, and
bloody hell did she take that personally.)
Then, sadly, things got worse. We both went off to college and she got a boyfriend who happened to be the local drug dealer, and their relationship was a total trainwreck. She had a roommate whom she was close to, and Robin told said roommate about my love predicament at the time (I was in love with this guy who had a psycho girlfriend, but Robin said my love for him "wasn't as true as hers and her boyfriend's" but hey! Now he and I are dating). Robin also apparently told her that I was "annoying to hang out with" and she couldn't take me out to hang with her other friends because I "ruin the atmosphere." To my face, though, she would try to dissuade me from pursuing my guy; every time I was happy about something about him she would say something to bring me down. She was always very weird about him, and a few people I know suspect she's actually in love with him but never told me about it.
Back in 2009 she ended up living with us — being my dad, brother, and me.
And she still hasn't left. In fact, she started dating my dad, and from what I remember, one of my best friends (who had "a thing" with her back in high school) told me that she's a user. As if her dating my dad isn't disturbing enough, over the years we stopped being friends because I was starting to pick up on the kind of person she truly is, and how she's truly mentally unstable (she pulled a knife on her mother once and she has really violent mood swings). And now? She hates me and is extremely jealous of me because not only do I have it much better than she does, but because she knows that my dad would pick me over her. My dad refuses to kick her out because he's afraid she'll get violent and she'll try to kill me because I'd be her primary target. It's an extremely awkward situation and I'm disgusted that it's even happening. Now she's trying to
be me: if I have a certain clothing item or accessory or something cool, she wants the same thing. If I'm really into a certain band or book or sport, all of a sudden she is too. Let's not discount the fact that she tries to dress like me and wear her hair like mine, even trying to dye it the same exact dark purple I dye
my hair. And then she goes around telling everybody that she was into everything like that before I was. It's very creepy.
Now I'm trying to save up money to move out, because I don't think my dad is handling the situation with her well (and because I need to move out anyway).
tl;dr My ex-best friend is a psycho shuddercow, is dating my dad, refuses to move out of our house, and quite possibly wants to kill me.