I’ve been living with my landlord for a bit more than 6 months. At first it seems great because the place is really nice and well decorated and furnitured, the landlord is rarely home, a cleaner come in every week, and two other tenants who live here are great. The house is also in a beautiful semi rural area.
My landlord who is in early or mid 30’s has always been rather shady. No body is sure where he’s from. He isn’t too talkative toward most people, have bunches of suspicious scars, and is rather cold and distant. He always claims he’s a translator for living, but yet we’re in a small city that is almost two hours away from nearest big city. One of the tenants once told me that he used to be in military for a long time and hinted that he have lose someone very close to him in war. They have say if you get past his barrier, he’s actually a very nice, caring, and a great friend that can be rely on.
I am not too fond of my landlord, but I love living here and since landlord was almost never home, I didn’t mind it at all.
On Saturday I and my boyfriend decided to have a party here while the landlord was gone. So we invited about ten people and have some beers and potluck and stuff. When one of the tenants came down, she was extremely upset and shaken by the whole thing and started to cry and begs me to get everyone to leave and clean up. We tried to calm her down, but other tenant came out and we can see he was so scared that he went to get dressed and left the house right away. Since there was so many of us and my boyfriend is really big and have a couple other guys with him, we weren’t too worried. A couple hours later, the landlord came home unexpectedly.
He started by coming to me and told me to get everyone out of the house now. I tried to tell him everything will be ok and we’d not get out of control. He started to get more harsh so my boyfriend came up to him and try to be friendly. Out of blue, he attacked my boyfriend, so everyone tried to stop the fight but couple other people got hurt then my landlord pummeled on my boyfriend for a bit more before he pulls a knife out and hold it by my boyfriend’s eye and warned if everyone didn’t leave, he’d crave his eyes out. That’s when everybody left.
My boyfriend have a fractured sternum, bruised kidney, torn liver, and some damages to face.
I’m living with my mom now and trying to get $800 deposit from my landlord and trying to find an attorney to take on this case because polices classified it as self defense. He was unsympathy at all. He says since my boyfriend threw up on the carpet and everything on the table fell onto the floor, he has to use the moneys to clean the place up.
I can’t believe someone could be such a jerk! What is his issue? We just wanted to have some fun and he did this. Now he’s just making things worse.
I moved out that night without telling him.