After I Kicked Out My Ungrateful Roommate, I was Framed

My roommate complained that the dorm was too noisy and suggested we move out and rent a place together.

Despite agreeing that no boyfriends were allowed in the apartment, she kept sneaking hers in.

She also often took advantage of my absence to bring her boyfriend over and have intimate moments on my bed.

When I found out, I was furious and demanded that she move out immediately.

To my surprise, she threatened me.

"If you make any more trouble, I'll have my boyfriend post all the nude photos of you he secretly took online!"

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My roommate Aleena Cooley, who was suffering from mental exhaustion, suggested we rent a place together.

Coincidentally, my mom had a large apartment in the city center, so I decided to move in with the two of them.

When my mom found out, she insisted that I could only claim the apartment was rented and had to charge my roommate's rent.

It could be a small amount, but it couldn't be nothing.

So, in this prime real estate area with a starting rent of ten thousand dollars...

I only charged them two hundred dollars a month to cover utilities.

On the day we moved in, Aleena set some ground rules.

"There are three rules for our apartment!

"First, no one is allowed to bring their boyfriend or male friends home, not even once!

"Second, whoever cooks in the kitchen must clean up after themselves; no leaving the mess for others.

"Third, no personal issues should disturb others' rest."

Both Carly and I agreed.

After all, these were basic expectations for roommates.

The three of us moved into our new "dorm" that day.

But surprisingly, not even a week into the shared rental, Aleena broke every one of her rules.

She cooked for her boyfriend every day but never cleaned the kitchen or dining table.

The sink was often filled with used dishes that would stink and grow mold.

She also fought with her boyfriend frequently, and their arguments would last the whole night.

She either screamed and smashed things like a madman or dragged us into their arguments, crying and cursing her boyfriend for mistreating her.

Basically, if they fought, nobody could get any sleep that night.

What was even worse was the third rule. While she forbade us from bringing boyfriends over, she constantly sneaked hers in.

I originally didn't know about this.

To focus on my thesis, I often spent the entire day in the library and barely saw anyone.

Carly, who stayed in the dorm to study, had a hard time.

She often stumbled upon Aleena and her boyfriend in the bathroom, barely dressed, kissing passionately.

A few times, it was even worse.

After taking a shower wrapped in a towel, Carly would find five or six strange men suddenly in the living room.

They would stare at her lecherously, ogling her, making lewd gestures and whistling.

Carly only found out what had happened after questioning Aleena.

These men were her boyfriend's roommates, who had been invited over for drinking and card games.

Carly was furious, her eyes red with anger.

"Having people over for dinner is one thing, but at least she should clean up! Every time she just leaves with her boyfriend, leaving a mess of cigarette butts and empty bottles, and leftover food on the table. I'm the one who has to clean up! She doesn't even say thank you, and acts like I owe her! Why should I?"

I frowned.

It seemed I needed to have a serious talk with Aleena.