Recently, my fiancé and I decided that the 2 bedroom apartment we had been living in for 3 years was getting a bit cramped. So, we decided to upgrade. Soon, we found what seemed to be an awesome house to rent.
The house we chose to rent was a single family 4 bedroom house. Granted, the rooms were small and the yard wasn’t exactly what I expected; but the house was in our price range and it could be our little home. The only problem is, the house wasn’t what we expected!
When we walked through the house, the neighborhood was quiet and everything seemed great. No, everything seemed better than great. Unfortunately the neighborhood changed quite a bit at nigh time. Soon, as the sun fell, the hookers and drug dealers would start to populate the street in front of and for blocks around my house. I felt uncomfortable leaving.
So, the best option would be to move right? Wrong! We just signed the lease. It was a 13 month lease and the fee to break it was astronomical. Especially because we had to pay a percentage of the remaining lease and we were only on night one!
A friend of mine introduced me to a seemingly nice lady. She had been dealt a crappy hand in life, but who hasn’t. When we first talked she was going through struggles that made me feel bad for her. She needed a place to live, but because of poor credit and renter’s history, she couldn’t even qualify for efficiency.
So, the solution was simple. I would sub-lease the house to her. She would pay the rent, and slowly repay my security deposit over several months and I’d have the opportunity to move into a new house. One that I would research and be sure was in a better neighborhood.
Within 3 days, we were out of the hooker ridden neighborhood and into a beautiful new house in a beautiful new neighborhood. We still live here and love it, but we’re currently walking on egg shells.
More Back Story
We found out about the house that we currently live in because it’s the lady who rented the other house’s mom owns this one. She made the connection with her mom and we made a deal that allowed us to move quickly without much down.
Here’s Where It Goes Bad
After a month and a half, I still hadn’t received enough to even cover the first month’s rent on the old house. I quickly put together the reason the lady couldn’t qualify for a house elsewhere. Soon, I started getting calls from the rental agency that originally rented me the house. Naturally, I hadn’t been paid rent and simply couldn’t afford to pay double. So, I let the other house go unpaid.
A few days ago, I received a call saying that if I didn’t turn in the keys that day, they would start to process an eviction…Great! Just what I needed! So, I contacted the tenant and was told that they would be out by the next day. I called the leasing company and told them that they would have the keys the next day.
Well, that day came and went and the tenants didn’t leave the house. At this point, I had to threaten them to get them to start packing. Here we are 3 days later and they finally started to move out. To get the process going faster, I decided I’d help them move their things to the front yard where they could pick them up with a truck. I did this because I had to get the keys to the leasing company as quickly as possible.
As soon as I walked into the house, I was met with crazy screaming and yelling. As I looked around, I realized why. There where cigarette butts all over the carpets with burns to match. As I continued looking I started to notice methamphetamine pipes and torches! My tenants turned the house into a drug house. Even worse, they were threatening to call Mom and have me evicted from my new house as they yelled obscenities through the house that people in 3 neighborhoods down could hear.
At this point, I thought it would be best to leave and come back the next day. I don’t want to risk an eviction, but who knows what people can do when they’re high on meth! Then the awkward moment came. The moment when I had to call my landlord to let them know that their daughter is on drugs and refuses to leave another house I rent!
The first good news in the story starts here… My landlord already knew about the drug issue and informed me that what they say holds no ground when it comes to my lease. At least I know I still have a house to rent!
In the beginning, I thought that we were doing each other a favor, but that wasn’t the case. Don’t worry, I’ve learned my lesson. I will never sub-lease a house to anyone that I don’t already know at least on a friendship level. I like to be nice, but if nice comes with consequences, it’s not worth it!
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