rSlash - r/Bestof My Evil Boyfriend Pranked a Couple Over Cat

Episode Date: November 12, 2025

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So I'm a 24-year-old woman, and my boyfriend is 31. We've been dating for three years now. We live in an apartment together, and we're having the wonderful luck of having my boyfriend's two best friends as our neighbors. His best friends are 32 and 35, both guys. They live right across from us, which is a huge issue because they come over literally every day, and it feels like I'm living in my apartment with three guys instead of just one. Sometimes they come over when my boyfriend isn't even home and start engaging me in the most random and weird conversations. And sometimes these conversations are really disgusting.

Here's an example. A few days ago, I was at home and my boyfriend was at work. As always, his friends decided to come over without bothering to tell me beforehand that they were coming over. The conversation was really unsettling this time. They started talking about how easy it would be to R-word me because, according to them, they could just walk in pretending to be my boyfriend and I wouldn't know that it was them. This freaked me out a little because this is my exact issue. Whenever the door to my apartment opens, I always assume that it's my boyfriend, but sometimes it's

them instead. However, as soon as they open their stupid mouth, I know for sure it's them and not my boyfriend. As if this whole I could R-word you and you wouldn't know it was me thing wasn't enough, they said that if I got pregnant by one of them, I wouldn't know because I wouldn't be able to see that my child would look like one of them instead of my boyfriend. I just sat there and thought, what the F goes on in their brains. I'm used to people not knowing how to act in front of me because of my blindness, but my boyfriend's friends' conversations aren't just uncomfortable or awkward, they're terrifying. I don't think they would ever touch me against my will,

but conversations like this are incredibly unsettling, and I wish they would stop talking about me like that. I haven't told my boyfriend about this exact situation, but I told him that his friends make me uncomfortable. I'm afraid that my boyfriend won't believe me when I tell him about this conversation because it's just so absurd. I'm almost 100% sure that if I do tell my boyfriend about his friend's behavior towards me, it will result in a one-versus-two situation. His friends will most likely deny anything I say, and then it'll be two statements, them, against one, me. What should I do? I'd be thankful for any advice.

Then, two weeks later, OP posted an update. A lot of people in the comments have pointed out the urgency of the situation and told me to immediately tell my boyfriend about his friend's behavior. My boyfriend came home around five hours after I made that post and I was planning on telling him everything. But he was in an incredibly bad mood and just wanted to go to bed, so I didn't do it. To be honest, at this point, I still didn't fully realize the urgency of the situation even though so many people pointed it out.

The next day, my boyfriend went to work again, and I decided to be. to wait for him at home because I didn't have the possibility to go anywhere else, but I contacted my parents and told them about the situation. That way, at least someone would know about me if something bad happened. This time, when the two friends came into my apartment, I wasn't just uncomfortable with them being there. I was, in fact, on the verge of having a panic attack. They must have noticed that,

because they did some disgusting things to me while behaving as if this whole thing was funny. They didn't R-word me, but what they did wasn't okay. I started screaming, which kind of scared off the two guys, and luckily, an elderly lady from the floor above heard me screaming. I swear, this lady was my guardian angel. She didn't force me to explain anything and just took me into her apartment. She was comforting me for nearly two hours,

during which I couldn't stop bawling my eyes out. Perhaps this is life's way of telling me to stop being so naive. My dad always told me, Vorsicht is baser al's nice, knoxicht, which is better safe than sorry. From now on, I will definitely follow this advice. I'll never wait for things to escalate like this again. When my boyfriend came home,

I was finally able to tell him about everything. I've never witnessed him being so angry. He genuinely thought that his friends were helping me out when he was at work. And he apologized for not taking me seriously when I told him that his friends make me uncomfortable. Of course, things couldn't just end there. My boyfriend was so angry that he decided to go over to his friend's apartments. There was lots of yelling, and it resulted in a physical fight.

My boyfriend seems to have no injuries, though. Shortly after, my boyfriend took some time off work, packed our bags, and drove us to my parents' house. We're currently trying to find a new apartment, but it'll take some time to find one that's suitable for a blind person. This is so horrifying that I actually think this would be a fantastic plot for a horror movie. And I'm not saying this to make light or make fun of O.P. situation. I'm saying it to point out just how scary it would be. I was especially thinking how scary it would be to confess to the boyfriend how dangerous a situation is. And she might not be 100% certain if the person she's confessing to is actually her boyfriend or the person who's actually abusing her.

Our next Reddit post is from our slash relationship advice. I've been with my boyfriend for about a year. We're both honor students who are graduating in about a month. He's a good guy and we're going to try to make it work even though we're going to different out-of-state schools. However, he has a group of friends and when he's with them, he does very stupid things. He was out with them last night and he called me and told me he was at Purple Heart Park if I wanted to come see them.

I live about a block away, so I told my parents and they were fine with me going. When I got there, they were like rolling on the ground they were laughing so hard. When I asked them what was so funny, they wouldn't say. Then, one pointed to an older couple who was walking around with a flashlight calling the obvious name of a pet. I couldn't figure out what was so funny about that. But as the couple came closer to us, they said we needed to leave. When we got to my boyfriend's car, they absolutely lost it with laughter. I asked them what happened, and maybe 30 minutes prior, one of them had spotted

a missing cat poster and called the number and lied and told the owner that they had spotted the cat in Purple Heart Park. I instantly knew the poster since one was on our mailbox and they had been there for maybe six weeks. This is in Tucson, so we know that when a cat has gone that long, a coyote had gotten it. I wanted to throw up. This was so cruel to do that to those poor people and give them hope like that. I demanded to be taken home that second and he did. I didn't say a word to any of them, and I hate that I even know this happened. I'm going to break up with him, but what can I or should I do to make this up to the poor people who's missing the cats? I am devastated with guilt that I know something about it, but I don't know what I should do.

I can't ask my parents because I'm afraid my dad will actually beat the crap out of them and risk losing his job because he's such an animal lover. Then four days later, OP posted an update. So basically, breaking up with my boyfriend was an easy decision, and I did it over text. He said that after a year, he deserved better than a text breakup. I said, after what I saw him do on Saturday night, he really didn't. He tried to say the prank wasn't his idea, and I really needed to cut him some slack. I said, maybe it wasn't his idea, but I saw him laughing just as hard as his friends, and that was enough for me.

He's been a total turd at school, but it's turning on. and bad when I explained to people why we broke up and who he was with. The harder question is what I should do about the cat owners. I had two choices as I saw it. Either not call and let them have false hope the cat was still alive, or call and let them know they'd been pranked. Basically, after thinking about it all day, I decided that if it were my dogs in question, I would want all the info I could get. I was so nervous calling them, but the lady answered, and I think I said that I had some information about their lost cat. She basically stopped me and said

that it was a miracle, but their cat had been turned into Pima Country Animal Control two days prior, and they had finally gotten a return on the chip, and they had called them that very morning and they had just gotten the cat home. I was so relieved, because I didn't have to tell them some awful

news about how my boyfriend was a piece of garbage. I was also happy for her, because she seemed so happy. I told her I was very happy her cat was home and said goodbye. So that's like really good news, and I'm happy to be rid of my idiot boyfriend. I am pleasantly delighted that the cat turned up safe and sound. I was not expecting a happy ending considering how miserably this story started.

Our next Reddit post comes from our slash relationship advice. The situation isn't very complicated. I've been in a six-month-long relationship with a woman, but in public, she does things that the average 10-year-old knows not to do. In the past month, she has, one, on multiple occasions, crowded in front of the door of an elevator and rushed in without letting people off. Two, on multiple occasions, taken out her phone while driving to respond to a text, slowing down to 15 miles per hour under the speed limit while doing so.

Three, walked into a restaurant, and instead of waiting to be seated, just navigated her way to where she wanted to sit. Four, squeezed in, as in pushing her body up into them as she did so, behind a person who was standing up to get off a crowded train so she could sit down before anyone else could grab the seat. Five, completely ruined a load of my white clothes by stopping the washing machine and throwing a brand new purple shirt of hers in with them. When confronted, she said, I was in a hurry to wash it. When I try to bring her behavior up, she says I don't respect her or that I'm being judgmental. She gets incredibly upset and defensive, often telling me reasons why she did the above things, that the text was important, that her feet hurt on the train, and so on.

I'm really desperate for a decent way to convey why her behavior is so absurd to her, because I like her in general, but I don't want to be in a relationship with someone so inconsiderate towards total strangers. Then, six days later, OP posted an update. Three days after I wrote about my girlfriend's self-centered behavior and cosmic victim complex, she made my decision easy for me. We were at the dollar store and in line at the checkout. My girlfriend got to the register where the cashier started scanning all 50 or so of the items that we wanted. Our total came up and my girlfriend tried to pay by credit card. The cashier

apologetically explained that they weren't taking credit cards at that time because their system was acting up all morning. She pointed to the handwritten, cash only sign that my girlfriend and I had missed. Neither of us had cash on us. First, my girlfriend tried to debate. with the cashier, but I had to patiently explain to her that there was nothing the poor woman could do. As my girlfriend argued her point, whatever the hell it was, the line behind us grew with a lot of rightfully irritated people. There I was, trying to placate my girlfriend as she tried to troubleshoot their equipment as people were audibly groaning behind us. Finally, my girlfriend agreed to take the five minutes to go across the street and withdraw money

from the ATM. My girlfriend told the cashier to keep everything scanned and ready for her to pay when she came back. I was going to interject, but the cashier said, Ma'am, there are people waiting. I can't do that. With a glance at the line, my girlfriend retorted, oh, they can wait a bit longer. Without a word, she left to go get some money. The terrified cashier awkwardly looked at me, seeking permission to cancel the items. I just told her it was fine and to please help the next customer. As person after person paid for their goods, I apologize to each individually. They seemed understanding. My girlfriend got back 10 minutes later because she wanted to get an icy from the corner shop after withdrawing money. When she noticed the

items had to be scanned all over again, she entirely flipped her lid. She started ranting about calling corporate, which I'm not even sure exists for that small dollar store chain. And then talked about posting about it on Twitter. Finally, I blew up, yelled at her for being a very selfish person, with expletives, and just walked away. I'm done. The relationship is done. She's texting me, but I'm not even reading them. Holy Mother of Christ, I really hope the next guy who dates her has the patience of a saint. Or maybe I hope she dates a total self-righteous dickhead who can straighten her out. O.P., I don't think you should break up with her because I want to hear more I want to hear more stories about this woman. She seems completely untethered from reality.

So, I think you should take one for the team for the sake of all of our entertainment and put a ring on it, my dude. Our next Reddit post comes from our slash legal advice. I'm 21 and my sister is 19. We've lived in this house our entire lives. Our parents bought this house 27 years ago. Our parents joined the HOA about 15 years ago. My dad died five years ago and my mom died six months ago. We're now the owners of this house. We've been visited by the HOA multiple times. They're citing that we're not a single family home anymore since our mom has died. They told us that according to the terms, only a single family can be resident in the homes. And being single family is defined as a person or couple and their legal unmarried children. This meant that

my mom could live with me and my sister because it was a single family according to that definition. But me and my sister living here after our mom's death means that we're two families of single adults. They want one of us to move out so that this place becomes a single family home again. They've visited us four times now asking us to leave. They say they don't like to sue out of respect for our parents, but they will do that if we continue to refuse to comply by the community rules. Can they kick one of us out of our own house? What should we expect? And how do we fight this?

Then three months later, O.P. posted an update. So I confirmed that they're from the HOA, and not just some people harassing us for the fun of it. We also got the contract of the HOA, which included a clause about single family and its weird definition. It included partners, children, grandchildren, grandchildren, parents, grandparents, step parents, stepchildren, uncles, aunts, nieces, nephews, children of uncles and aunts, children's of nieces and nephews, but not siblings. It even had a clause that says, that co-owners are not allowed to live there unless they're a single family based on the definition. We also received a letter from them telling us of our violation and demanding us to comply. So my sister and I went around the neighborhood and gave copies of the terms and the letter we received to everyone and told them, imagine you died tomorrow. Do you want them to kick out your kids? Because they're doing it to us? They'll do it to your kids as well. Help us stop them. We gathered signatures and had almost everyone contact the president and demand that this should stop. Within two weeks, we received a letter that says this has been a mistake with an apology. We learn that this HOA is horrible to

everyone, not just us. So there are now people preparing to run for the HOA board to replace the current members, and they're promising to have a referendum about whether the HOA should be dissolved or not, because it really is doing nothing of substance except being a pain in the butt for everyone. I can't even imagine what the HOA's objective here was. I think it's just they could enforce a rule so they wanted to enforce a rule just because it's an opportunity to exert power. And I guess they get off on telling people what to do. Because who picks a fight with orphans? 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.