rSlash - r/Bestof I Put Him in Jail 7 Years Later

Episode Date: November 22, 2025

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We'd love to talk, business. Welcome to R slash Best of Redditor updates, where OP sends a guy to jail. Our next Reddit post is from R slash relationships. So me and Sophie have been best friends since like first grade. She was my next door neighbor growing up. We went to the same college and we got jobs in the same city. And we've been roommates since we were like 25. So typing this, it almost seems like we've been a couple all along.

But I've never really thought of her sexually since we were teenagers. She had a boyfriend at like 17 and they were really in love with each other, and I was good friends with him. But unfortunately, he drowned like a week after we graduated high school. She was obviously a wreck, and I helped her as much as I could get through it. And in the process, we pretty much became inseparable. It's not like one of us was clinging to the other, it was completely mutual. We like the same things, have the same interests, and did stuff together all the time. When she was having a hard time sleeping because of Rick's drowning, she would ask to come over because she didn't want to be alone. And of course,

I was there for her. Eventually, we graduated college and decided to get jobs in the same city. And eventually after that, we decided to move in together as roommates because we save a ton of money and we were always hanging out together anyways. Now, I realized that basically, I think we've been a couple, except we just didn't have intercourse. Of course, she would have a guy over sometimes, but it was never really serious. And same with me. I dated a bit, but never really felt a connection with any of them. So about two weeks ago, we were watching wrestling, like we do every week. And she started softly crying, and we were sitting like inches from each other on the couch, so of course, I put my arm around her and ask if she's okay and if she needs to talk. Basically, she's been having a hard time

finding a guy, and she's really upset. She's always been kind of thick, but now she's pretty chubby and says that attractive guys don't want to sleep with her anymore. So I'm trying to be supportive and stuff. And I'm not lying. I always thought that she was really pretty. But I said that's not true and that plenty of guys would love to sleep with her. She's not a prude or anything and we always made crude jokes to each other and I said something like, if we weren't like the best best friends ever, I'd have been trying to screw you for the past 10 years. She gave me this look like I had just flipped a switch on a robot, like she was just staring right into my eyes. And my brain was telling me to kiss her, so I did. We were making out for probably five minutes, and she pulled my shirt off, and I pulled hers off. And then I think, oh my God, what am I doing? So I stopped and I'm like, whoa, we need to think about this. Are we sure we want to go down this road? We talk for like two minutes and we basically decide, hey, we've been friends for 25 years. And we've been through way worse together that intercourse one time shouldn't be an issue. It was by far the best passionate hugging I've ever had. Since that

time, we've done it at least once every day, sometimes two or three times. We both recognize that we need to discuss this, but we keep saying we'll discuss it tomorrow and we'll have more time. But I recognize we have to discuss it, like soon, and I'm scared. I think I've realized that I've been madly in love with her this entire time. And that's why I never connected with any of the women I dated. And I'm really hoping it's the same for her. I think we might both have felt this way for a long time, and we're finally realizing it. It just sounds so effing crazy. Like, what the F is going on? Am I crazy? Am I getting my hopes up? If she doesn't feel the same way I do, how can I ever hang out with her again? What do I do? Then one day later, O.P. posted an update.

So she got home, and I told her we need to talk, and she seemed disappointed, so I was really bummed. Like, she looked like she wanted to cry. But I said, please just let me say what I need to say, and then we can go from there. I told her that since we'd started having intercourse, I realized that I've been in love with her for a really long time and didn't realize it. And she started trying to hold back tears, and I got the worst knot in my stomach

and thought that I was literally going to puke. I told her it's okay if she doesn't feel the same. I would always be there for her as a friend, and I would try my best to not let my feelings get in the way. But now that it's out there, I guess there isn't any going back. She told me to stop, and she was crying now. I stopped, and it felt like an eternity just sitting there. I couldn't even look her in the face. Then, she just kind of wrapped her arms around me and buried her face in my chest and was sobbing.

I'm just sitting there confused, trying to figure out if this is good or horrible. Finally, she looks up at me and says that she's been waiting for me to say that since college. And that the reason she was crying with me on the couch the other week was because she thought it had been long enough and it wasn't going to happen. and that's why she kept trying to put off having the talk after we started having intercourse because she thought that was the closest we'd come to being a couple. Now we're waiting for our Chinese food to come after some awesome intercourse. Thank you so much for the advice and getting me to finally say something. Yo, sometimes people, oh my God.

So, uh, me and this girl have been totally inseparable for like 25 years, and I tell her everything and she tells me everything, and we live together and we spend all of our time together, and neither one of us is interested in anyone else or romantically, guys, you think I have a shot? You think she's into me? You think she'll kiss me back? What are my odds here on a scale from one to ten? I'm happy for you, O.P. I'm a little bit concerned that your kids are going to be a bit on the dumb side, though. Maybe not dumb, just clueless. Our next Reddit post is from R-slash legal advice. And just a heads up, this story is about sexual

assault. I was R-worded in college by a man that I did not know and did not ever express interest in. He followed me home from a party and snuck into my building and waited until my male friend, who walked me home that night, to get away from him, left my building to come bang on my door. At the time, I was an 18-year-old white female, and this was a smallish college town in the south. I had a lot more evidence than typical campus R-word cases. I had witnesses, text messages, and an R-word kit. And this was not the type of guy that made one horrible mistake. If nothing happened, I knew he would a thousand percent do it to another girl, which is why I felt that it was my responsibility to try to do something.

By the time the DA finally officially told me they weren't going to do anything, two years later, because it's difficult to prosecute when alcohol is involved, it was too late for me to pursue a civil suit. It might be worth noting that the man comes from money, a lot of it. I also found out that they never analyzed my kit, let alone investigated the crime scene. There were a few other things that were pretty sketchy about the police investigation and the DA's handling of the case, but I won't get too specific on here. It kind of felt like they were doing everything in their power to not prosecute, and there's literally nothing on his record to show for it, not even a dropped charge. It took me a long time to truly move on and accept that I did what I could, but I finally did.

Then, a week or so ago, about six and a half years later, I realized I had unread message requests on Facebook from a month prior, and I saw that I had something from him. There were various messages in a row that clearly demonstrate that he is not well mentally. But more importantly, at the end, he said, So I guess I R-worded you. I won't do it to anyone else ever. I was shook. I sent it to the DA's office who were utterly shocked. And the next day, they said they'd get back to me in another week, but that I shouldn't get my hopes up because this kind of stuff is really complicated and difficult to prosecute. While they haven't told me officially yet that they aren't going to prosecute, I know in my gut that it's not going to happen.

They'll find an excuse. So I know I need a lawyer, so please don't give that to me as advice. I'm posting this question to see if anyone's ever been through something similar and knows of non-profits or resources or pro bono lawyers that might be able to help. I can't sue him because of the statute of limitations, and I can't really sue the government, but I also just can't let this go again. If there's anything I've learned recently, it's that things and systems don't change by staying quiet. What can I do to both get a mark on his record and shed light on the justice system that failed me, and I'm sure, many others? Then five years later, OP posts on R-slash-uplifting news. So, a while ago I posted on R-slash-legal advice on

Reddit asking what to do. I got hundreds of responses and DMs. One was from a prosecutor in another state. Thank you, Miles Braccio, who gave me legal and emotional support, and confirmed what I already suspected about how hard this would be. Another survivor reached out and connected me to her lawyer, who ended up representing me. That lawyer then connected me with the Pennsylvania Coalition against Rward and their legal team, who stood by me through the process. When months passed with no movement, we went to the media. The Associated Press broke my story, and soon after, ABC's Good Morning America picked it up. The pressure worked. The charges were finally filed, but my R-wordist was nowhere to be found. In 2024, he was located in France, extradited, and this week,

five years after that Reddit post, and 12 years after the assault, he was sentenced to two to four years in prison. Justice was finally served, and it all started. with Reddit. So many kind, helpful people showed up for me when I needed it most and didn't know what to do. And I know I see a lot of comments in Reddit saying, oh, this story's fake. Ah, it's made up. Ah, it's AI. But OP actually links the news report that broke the case. It's so weird to me that in America, if the legal system completely bungles a case, there's no real consequences. At least not for the people who bungled it. There's tons of consequences for the victims. So these prosecutors probably I guess cashed in a favor or accepted a bribe from the rich family or something, or they were just

completely incompetent and didn't prosecute despite having tons of evidence. And there's just no consequences for anyone except for O.P. Well, two to four years is a bit short in my opinion, but I guess in a case like this, we just have to take what we can get. Our next Reddit post is from our slash relationship advice. I'm a 27-year-old guy, and I've been together with my fiance, a 28-year-old woman for 12 years, out of which three years we've been engaged. I love her a lot, and everything between us has been great. We do encounters problems now and then, but every long-term couple does, to be frank. The problem we're having right now is not so much to do with us directly, but to do with my fiance's best friend, Beth. Yesterday, while going to work, I stopped at a bakery to get some

breakfast. Right across the street, I saw Beth with a guy. At first they were just talking, and I didn't think much of it, and honestly, I was busy getting my sandwich. I turned around and they were kissing. I got my phone and took a photo. Not the most ethical thing to do, but I thought that Beth's husband might need it. I got home and told my fiancé about it and also shared the photo with her. She told me to delete the photo and just ignore it. I wasn't comfortable with this and told her that instead, I would tell her best friend's husband because if it was me in his position, I'd like to know too. Her concern with this was that it would really damage her friendship with Beth, and that's why I should stay out of it. I disagreed, and she told me that if Beth's husband

found this out from me, I should consider our relationship over. Later that day, my fiancee apologized to me that she didn't really mean the breaking up part, but I really shouldn't be doing this even though that would be the right thing to do. I was a little pissed that she would just throw away a 12-year-old relationship just to hide someone else's cheating. So I told her that I would tell the husband everything, and if she wants to break up over this, I'm fine with that. I definitely didn't mean the I'm fine with that part, but I probably just said it out of pettiness and spite. I haven't told the husband yet, but all this has me questioning my fiance's moral values and how she thinks infidelity is okay. Kind of messed up. It's 8 a.m. right now where I live, and I haven't slept all day

thinking about my relationship. She did kind of double down on the breaking up part at the end if I proceeded on telling Beth's husband, so I'm very conflicted right now. How do you guys see this situation? Should I tell him knowing that it might end my relationship? There's the big question. Why is the fiancé more interested in preserving a friendship with a cheater than her 12-year-old relationship with her fiance? Then two months later, OP posted an update. I told the husband. At first, I thought of doing it anonymously, but then I just went ahead and told him over the phone. He's filed for divorce and his wife left. The last time I talked to him, he said that Beth won't fight over the house. It's their joint property. And she had decided to leave.

He told me that even if she comes after the house, his lawyer is confident that she won't get it because of the infidelity laws where I live. This all happened weeks ago, and he's doing better now. As for my fiance, she was not happy about this. I dumped her two days ago. I dumped her two days because she was giving me a lot of flack about how I broke her friend's home. I didn't do that. Beth did that to herself. We're currently talking about our living arrangements, and it'll most likely be her who moves out.

Yeah, I'm checking the comments to see if people agree with me. I was thinking that the girlfriend slash fiancé might actually have something to hide of her own, or she might not, but if she did sheet, she would definitely hide it from OP. I can say I've also been in OP's shoes before. I discovered that my friend was a cheater, and I outed the friend. And now me and the friend are no longer friends, so zero regrets there. Well, to be clear, I should specify, I actually didn't out the friend. I told the friend either he had to fess up or I would fess up for him, and he decided to come clean.

But still, that was basically the end of our friendship. Our next Reddit post is from R-slash legal advice. So I'm in California, and I was served with a paper to be summoned in small claims corps, and I'm being sued by my neighbor for $10,000 in damages. Long story short, my neighbor's six-year-old kid was playing in my front yard without my knowledge or consent, and one of them climbed onto my water fountain. I heard a loud crash, and I found out that my fountain was destroyed, and it toppled over on top of the child.

I had to call 911 since the kid was bleeding badly. Now, here we are, as I just got served with papers to show up at court. My neighbor is making up excuses, saying I failed to secure my fountain and that it was a tragic accident waiting for it to happen. They're suing me for damages and medical bills for the child. What should I do to prepare myself? Is there any counter argument to that, especially since it was private property and the kid should have never been climbing on my fountain in the first place? Yeah, O.P. countersue say that they failed to secure their kids and that it was an accident waiting to happen. Well, three months later, O.P. posted an update.

My neighbor sued me for $10,000 in damages. I also countersued and wanted my neighbor to reimburse me for any court paperwork that I had to do. The fountain he broke and the time I wasted. The judge concluded that I was not responsible for injuring my neighbor's kids and that the fountain was properly secured to the best of my ability. I also showed the judge of video of the kid playing on top of the fountain before it fell. The judge told the parents that ultimately it was their responsibility to look after their kid. especially when the video showed over three minutes of the kid playing on top of the fountain before the collapse.

They knew their kids were playing on the fountain, and they did not tell them to stop. The judge rewarded my request for the damages to my fountain. Now, my neighbors are hating on me. Just weeks ago, my house was egged on Halloween, away from the view of the camera. And I was the only house that was egged, very suspicious that I would be the one that was egged, and know the position of the camera. unless I've shown it to them, like in court.

Is there any way to protect myself? Well, one of the tragic things about the real world is that sometimes the only antidote to bad neighbors is to move. It'd be nice if we could, you know, set their house on fire or something, but it's not really proportional to the crime here. That was our slash best of Redditor updates, and if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.