So here's the deal. I have this friend (or at this point, most likely former friend) who I helped support last Nov-Dec. He's a great kid but has a lot of mental health issues and struggles to support himself because his relatives are abusive little pricks. His grandfather, in particular, who has raised him most of his life is the worst. I won't go into details as to the abuse this subhuman pile of trash caused but I will say the man is so mentally unstable right now that I had to stop talking to my friend out of fear of my well being or possibly even my life because the man threatened to come to my Apt with his pistol because I dared stand up to him.

Anyways, I let my friend live with me in my small studio Apt. back when I first got it late last year. He took over my living room and I slept in the back. I was helping him start up an eBay resell business for him to make some extra income because he struggled to hold a full time job because of his issues. I gave him a bunch of things to sell to build feedback and I even offered to pay him a much higher fee than what is typical for him selling my things for me because I truly wanted to help him.

About a couple of weeks before Christmas last year, his grandfather came over to my Apt. unannounced and drunk wanting to talk to my friend and I told him basically to get the hell out or I'm calling the police. My friend talked to him anyways despite my protests.

Then a week later, he came back after being gone for 2 days claiming he was having his car fixed and started packing up his things and leaving. I asked him WTF he was doing and he said he was going back with his grandfather. He left some of his things with me but took most of his stuff. Oh and he took a bunch of my money that was in his PayPal account and wouldn't even send it to me. He owes me at least $240 and I doubt I will ever get my money back again.

So anyways, I had a serious bedbug infestation this past month that was so bad I had to throw out my bed along with what little furnature that I have and I can't afford to buy anymore right now. I've been sleeping on the hard floor because I don't own even a mattress or a sofa. I found out that the source of the bedbugs was from none other than the crap my friend left with me.

Since finding this out, I've been so angry that I have had thoughts of hurting him. I want to go to where he's staying and kick his *** and kneecap his grandfather with a sledgehammer. I hate them both and I think my friend is a coward for letting his grandfather control him like a little ***** instead of standing up to him or even trying to make amends to me through the internet or something. He has all of my contact information including my Skype, phone number, email, and a couple of other ways that his technological illiterate pile of trash grandfather wouldn't be able to understand, but he hasn't even tried to get in touch with me.

Seriously, WTF do I even do?