My Kertati Neighbor Moved Into My House While I Was on Vacation – I Came up with the Perfect Way to Teach Her a Lesson
I kept watching.
Later that evening, Jake opened my refrigerator.
“She’s got nothing good in here,” he complained.
Melissa laughed.
“Then we’ll buy groceries.”
We’ll buy groceries.
Not, “Let’s grab some snacks.”
Not, “We should not be touching her stuff.”
We’ll buy groceries.
As if my house had somehow become theirs.
As if they had every right to settle in.
The next morning, I checked the cameras again.
Melissa was sitting on my couch scrolling through her phone.
Jake walked into the room carrying a bowl of popcorn.
“Did Anna text?” he asked.
Melissa held up her phone.
“Yep.”
“And?”
“She asked about the cat.”
Jake chuckled.
“What did you tell her?”
“That everything’s fine.”
The two of them laughed.
Then, Melissa stretched out comfortably against my cushions.
“She has no idea we’ve been keeping her house warm.”
Both of them burst out laughing.
I felt my face burn.
Until that moment, a small part of me had hoped there was some misunderstanding.
There was not.
They knew exactly what they were doing.
And they found it funny.
I spent the rest of the day reviewing footage.
The more I watched, the worse it got.
Friends came and went.
People tracked dirt through my house.
