My SO (32f) and I (30m) have been dating for around a year. We both live in a city and where she lives there are a few homeless camps on the streets surrounding. We have never had a serious or consistent issue with any of the homeless people nearby. Once or twice a random homeless man has wandered up to her door and buzzed her apartment, but then goes away after being politely told off. My SO's place has high-vaulted ceilings and large windows that overlook the corner she lives on, so, unfortunately people can see into the living room where she watches television.
About a month ago, just after the holidays, I got back to the city and was hanging out with her on her couch. It was maybe the most relaxed Sunday we've had in a bit. I was working all day and she was binge-watching her new favorite TV show, we barely spoke and it was a really nice night. We were together but just sort of co-existing. Right when we were about to go to bed, we got a buzz at her door. We were both a little startled because we didn't expect anyone. I look out the window and there are two police officers shining flashlights into the apartment. They wave me down and I go down to answer the door. I get downstairs and open the apartment complex's door to two different officers outside, they open the door and hold it open for about four more officers who come in and are (within reason) aggressively surrounding me. In total, there are eight police officers. They tell me that they got a report of a woman screaming from within the apartment. I ask them if they want to come inside to my SO's apartment or if they're looking for another apartment within the complex. They hesitate then say that they're looking for this apartment and ask me to call my SO down. She comes downstairs with her dog and tells them what we were doing, etc., then asks them if maybe it was confused for another apartment. The cops tell her no. She says maybe it's the homeless nearby? Sometimes there will be a crazy person screaming or singing loudly in the street. The cops say no and thank us for our time. At this point, it feels like everyone is confused but the cops don't show it. They finally started relaxing their looks towards me but for the first five minutes I really felt as if they were ready to kick the shit out of me. The cops wait outside for the next ten minutes. My SO waves to them at one point then we decide to go to bed. In bed, we think through what just happen and I say that maybe one of her neighbors heard the TV show she was watching and overreacted and called the cops.
She tells me maybe but it seems unlike her neighbors. They have a tight-knit community and her neighbors are mainly young couples and the men living there are not exactly wimps. She says that they are more likely to come kick the door down then call the cops. She agrees to shoot them all a text.
A day goes by and my SO tells me that all of the neighbors said they didn't hear anything and they didn't call the cops. I'm starting to feel weird. I still think ok maybe one of them heard the TV and is embarrassed, but still it's odd. We carry on and go on a short vacation we'd already planned together that would be before I spend another week on a ski trip. Three weeks after this cop incident, I am back in the city and hanging out with my SO.
It's a weekday night last week when we go to sleep and wake up at 4am to a crashing sound. She sprints upstairs to her living room, expecting that the bookshelf collapsed. She comes back downstairs and is clearly confused because nothing seemed out of place. We knew that it wasn't a break in or anything like that because of the apartment's layout. We figure we'll find out in the morning. The next morning she has a text from her neighbor (a couple) and the guy asks her if anything broke on her balcony. He said that he's found four or five rocks in the front yard and it looks like maybe someone was throwing them upstairs. He and his wife had heard the crashing the night before, just like us, but didn't see anyone. My SO goes up to her balcony and finds two very large rocks and tears as well as damage to her sliding glass door. It had also caused some damage to her plants up there. She talks to her landlady and her landlady says that she will file a report. We never hear from the cops.
Fast-forward to last night.. My SO is watching her new, new favorite TV show while I'm off doing a bit of work in the apartment. There's a buzz at her door and since I'm already a bit on edge I look at the window as she naturally goes to answer it. I see a man (can't see his face) and tell her to let me go down and answer the door. She does and I go. I open the apartment door and look at the man just a few feet from me on the other side of the apartment complex's front door, he's thin. Early 40s, maybe mid 30s but worn down seeming. He's not dirty but he has weird almost like prison tattoos (thin, stencil like lines in blue ink) on his forearms and is wearing cargo pants, a hooded sweatshirt, and a baseball cap. The moment he sees me he goes, "Oh sorry brother, I buzzed the wrong door." And quickly walks off the stoop, down the sidewalk, and into the alley behind the apartment.
At this point, I turn to my SO and we decide to call the cops but the non-emergency line. I leave a voicemail at one precinct's number and she left a voicemail at another. An hour or two goes by when I hear my SO say to me, "Baby, he is outside and staring at me." Hoping that we can catch him staring at her, I get up and walk upstairs to watch him from a place where he can't see me. She remains calm and calls the emergency line. She tells them the situation and describes the man's outfit as well as what happened so far. The man stands there for about thirty minutes, just watching her before he leaves. I notice that he's not wearing his cargo pants anymore but instead black sweatpants. I also noticed a cellphone in his hand. Pissed off, I go out and look for him and end up finding his camp just about where I thought. He's at the end of a parking lot about 150 yards from her front door and his camp directly looks into her living room from a low angle so he can really only see her when we're both sitting on the couch.
We decide that since she's working early in the morning, I will stay up and wait for the cops while she tries to get some rest. Thirty minutes later, she walks upstairs and points the man out in the bushes about a block away. She's really freaked out because now he's changed his outfit and he's wearing all black. I stay up and watch him until 2am. No police ever arrived. They called her back at about 4am and said there were a lot of calls that night. They told her it's tough because he hasn't done anything illegal yet and advised her to file a police report online. I need help Reddit, what should I do? We are obviously going to get curtains for the living room, I already bought her mace that's arriving soon and I have golf clubs at the apartment. I think this guy made a fake report to the cops and tried to get me arrested so that I would be out of the apartment and he could potentially break in.
TLDR; My girlfriend has a stalker who happens to be homeless and is living about one-hundred fifty yards from her front door. The cops haven't been able to help out much.
UPDATE: She just told me that last night her credit card was charged for $1000. I'm not sure how this would be possible. My instinct is it's unfortunate timing but could be unrelated. Any thoughts?
Submitted February 10, 2020 at 01:08PM by magyvah2498 https://ift.tt/2HdW0Ia
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