People Describe How Their Friend Became Their Enemy

What happens when Best Friends Forever... doesn't last forever? These people dish on their BFFs-turned-nemesis and what happened.

She Was Trying To Look Out For Her Friend, And Lost Two

“One of my ex-best friends cheated on her fiancé, who was someone I set her up with (a close guy friend of mine). I was the only person she told. I believed her when she said she was sorry for it and that it was a one-time thing. She chalked it up to cold feet and promised me to never do anything again.

About a month later, she confessed to me that she had slept with two more men. I ended up telling her fiancé this time. Needless to say, the engagement ended. Unfortunately, I lost them both as friends after that. She, in turn, spread very personal things about me, even going as far as to post some of it on Facebook.

I never hated anyone more, both for being shady and for putting me in the awkward position of knowing she was cheating on my friend.”

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Living Together Went Downhill Quickly

“We started living together, it was cool for a while. Then I started noticing that scummy people were coming over a lot. We’d had an agreement before we moved in, you can do anything you want, but if it’s illegal, you have to let the other one know. He was not letting me know that he was dealing out of the house.

Then he stopped paying rent. Then he dragged a mattress into the living room, and started sleeping naked/fooling around with his girlfriend there because ‘his waterbed hurt her back.’ The last two months I lived there I spent every night at my friend’s on the couch and avoided the place like the plague. When the lease was over, he owed me $500, and his unclad manhood would be the first thing I saw every time I walked into the house only I was paying for.

But I got my vengeance on him. And by vengeance, I mean I slept with his girlfriend. Though, I’d have rathered the $500, to be honest.”

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He Took The Fall For His Friend’s Scheme

“I had a knack for bartering well for things at the pawn shop (I was young, I thought I was getting a good deal!) Anyway, I was telling my friend about how I was able to get a few extra dollars here and there for some Genesis games and so forth. He says, ‘Hey man, since you’re so good at that kind of thing, do you mind hawking this hand radio I found? I’ll give you 25%.’ I figured, heck, it’s not mine and I’m getting a cut, so why not.

I didn’t have a car as I was still in high school, so I got a ride from some friends (our subject was in the car as well) and off we went to the pawn shop. They waited outside, which I thought nothing of at the time.

Long story short, it turns out the Hand Radio was stolen from a car in my neighborhood, and here I was trying to pawn it. When the cops showed up, my ‘friends’ drove off and left me hanging.

Here’s the worst part: It was a fire radio exclusively available to firemen. My father, the fire chief in the town, was not impressed. The only reason I got off without getting arrested was because of who my father was, and he convinced his fireman not to press charges.”

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She Wouldn’t Even Take Care Of Her Poor Kid

“Two friends and I moved in together, and one of them had a sweet two-year-old. Things were going good, we all had jobs and it was quiet. About two months in Friend B (the one with the kid) shows her true colors.

Friend A leaves his job for another. There is about a week that he is out of a job until the new one starts. Friend B decides since Friend A doesn’t have a job, she doesn’t need hers. So she quits her job.

At the store we had all worked at, I became head cashier on my shift. B didn’t like this. Before she quit, she told our manager how I had been breaking the rules — from stealing to letting customers walk out without ringing up a lot of their merch, etc. So, basically, as she quit she also succeeded in getting me fired.

Friend B starts inviting other friends over every week. No sooner did A and I get the place clean and food in the house, B had a party and completely ruined everything we did.

She would tell everyone that the kitchen was open. And with all of us pretty much out of a job (because of B), food and other stuff was hard to pay for. Because of the parting, A and I would be holed up in his room looking for some peace and quiet. Heaven forbid we said anything. She would accuse us of being mean to her and all this other ridiculous stuff.

Then B started to play WOW and taking care of her kid somehow became my responsibility. Either I took care of her kid or it would sit in its highchair from 7 am until I came home (once I finally got a new job), about 5 or 6 pm.

B refused to give her child anything but milk. To try something, I disconnected my computer (the one she was playing WOW on) and stopped cleaning the kitchen and bathroom. B’s kid got sick because she refused to really clean his cups. She would just rinse them, after they sat there for more than a day, and give them to him. He ended up pooping and throwing up all over the place. She refused to clean any of it. We had to throw out a lot of stuff.

B begged and borrowed from friends, and those friends would then come to us, expecting to be paid back. She told them it was for our portion of rent/bills and we (A and I) would pay them back.

B got a hold of our credit cards and ran them up. We could not prove it was her, as she spent 90 percent of them online and mailed to our address in our names. Years later and I am STILL paying this stuff off.

B began telling mutual friends we were being abusive to her, so to make her feel better and after yelling at A and I for our actions, they planned a weekend trip for her. We became pariahs in our circle for a bit.

When B left for her ‘trip,’ we had canceled the lights and water, termed our lease with the complex and left. When she got back that Monday she was in for a rude surprise. A and I had been documenting a lot of stuff she had been doing, even taping most of it. Child services took her kid away. Amazed at how many friends liked us again after they heard/saw the real story.”

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He Was Used For Money

“I had three really close friends growing up. Two of them and myself got an apartment together.

I paid three months rent upfront. They kicked me out the next day. I politely asked for my rent back. They politely told me to bugger off.

I complained to a co-worker of mine about it. He said he’d get me my money. He apparently showed up with five of his friends from the East Side of Detroit and seriously got me all my money.

I called one of my ex-roommates to see if they’d let me buy them a drink and catch up. He told me he never wanted to see me again. It kills me whenever I think about them. I thought we were all best friends, but I was just used for money. Very sad and lonely when you realize this.”

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Her Life Was Almost Destroyed

“She somehow thought it up in her head that I was trying to steal her boyfriend. We were honestly JUST friends. So she got our little group of friends to turn against me, unbeknownst to myself.

One day (this is high school) I get called to the office. My friends are sitting there and mumble a ‘Hi’ to me and I’m marched straight to the principal’s office. Inside is the principal, my parents and the cops. I’m sat down and told that some people, who would remain nameless, like it wasn’t obvious, came forth and told them about my plans to blow up the school.

My locker was searched in front of everyone. I was threatened with being arrested and expelled. My parents both knew it was not true and what was going on. My mom offered for me to just drop out since I wasn’t going to win this and just get my GED and continue life. I did just that, and am now working on my second degree. Three of the friends came to me and apologized years later and I forgave them, just not her.”

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They Were Friends For Years, Until He Went Off The Deep End

“We had been friends since high school. We hung out and had fun. I went on to college, he didn’t graduate high school. We stayed friends. Then he married the daughter of a pastor.

Fast forward a few years. 100 percent of the time we hung out it turned into a fight. He was SURE the world was ending in our lifetime. He was SURE that gay people were evil at worst, disgusting definitely, and the best he could say about the issue was ‘homosexuality might just be a birth defect, like Down Syndrome.’ He donated money to send Bibles and water to Africa and posted it to his Facebook. He then deleted his Facebook account because it was related to Revelations and all of us getting a number on our foreheads.

He didn’t know the difference between a propaganda film and a documentary. He was SURE 9/11 was an inside job and all the other conspiracy theories. He refused to read any of the books I gave him (not controversial stuff, not aggressive or contrary to his point of view, just neutral stuff that inspired any kind of thinking). His wife agreed with him on all of this.

When I told him I read the entire Bible, he said I was a liar. He said most priests and pastors couldn’t even do that. I told him it was about as long as Harry Potter, and kids do that. I bought him a 1-year Bible and said if he worked hard he could be done in six months. He didn’t read that either. At this point, I was still trying to be his friend.

Things got annoying and tedious, then worse. He started taking ju-jitsu lessons and bought guns so that he could fight people once the government dissolved and anarchy reigned. He bought a three-story house, two new cars, and a motorcycle in a two-month period. All were repo’d within six months. The entire time he would yell at me more and more when I tried to bring any logic or reason into a conversation or give friendly advice. I convinced him to see a counselor, but he only went twice. At this point, I was just worried.

The second-to-last time I saw him, he tried to fight me. He yelled and screamed that I was going to Hell and he was going to beat heaven and faith into me. It was weird, but mostly it was just sad. I got an email from him a few days later saying that I was a horrible person that offended and disgusted him. At this point, I was pretty much done.

The last time I saw him was at a restaurant a few days after that (he was sitting with someone I didn’t know). I walked up and said hi and reached out my hand. He ignored me. I got a bit closer and tried to get his attention. You could see on his face how hard he was working to ignore me. I tried one final time to say hi. The person he was sitting with and I exchanged a very awkward look at each other and I walked away.

For some reason, that did it. I’m fine being yelled at or argued with, but don’t pretend I’m not standing right in front of you with my hand out.

He told our mutual friends that I had sabotaged his faith and that he was glad I was going to Hell. He said he was training to fight me and kick my butt. We were 31 or 32 years old at the time. I haven’t seen him since then, I’m honestly not sure what will happen if I ever do. I just know at one point he wanted to hurt me, and don’t know if that’s still the case.”

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She Really Cared About Her, Until She Discovered How She Really Felt

“I had a crush on her when I was 15, and it lived on till I was about 18. We’d talk a lot but have times when we stopped talking, but then we’d pick back up. We wrote letters to each other and she’d often tell me, ‘I don’t know what I’d do without you!’ I was really really into her, and she knew (because I told her). She told me she was cool with everything and really thought I was a good friend. I was so happy about that.

So yeah, 18 years old, eventually, I grow out of the crush and we talk about things and I said something about not feeling as strongly about her in a romantic sense anymore. She wasn’t offended or anything, but then after a few weeks, she started ignoring me and acting really distant. Then she started dating someone and completely removed me that day from everywhere we had each other added on.

Basically, I start learning that this girl never actually cared about me as a friend, lied that she was busy with other things during the lulls in time when we wouldn’t talk, outwardly lied to me multiple times about other things, and basically only kept me around when she wanted me to stroke her ego and say nice things to her. After she got a girlfriend, she didn’t need to keep me around for compliments anymore and ditched me.

‘I don’t know what I’d do without you,’ she’d tell me. Yeah, whatever.”

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He Broke The Bro Code

“My ex-best friend decided it was a smart idea to cheat on his longtime girlfriend. When she found out, she promptly dumped him and moved on to the next guy. That next guy just happened to be me.

He finds out and becomes furious with me, saying that he still loves her and I’m breaking the bro code. Whatever dude, I don’t care what you think. She then tries to still be nice to him and he ends up assaulting her. He still paints me as the bad guy and gets all confused when I want to beat his head in with a bat.”

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Her Friend Really Screwed Her Over

“Helped a former high school friend and her husband move to my old hometown, helped with the moving expenses, getting a new place, etc. After a few months, things start to go sour, like she wasn’t paying her rent or electricity on time (my ex-husband & I were on the rent and electricity, so we kept an eye on it). She always had excuses as to why she couldn’t pay it, even though she & her husband made more than enough to cover the basics.

She ended up getting evicted from the apartment, just moved out overnight. We were going to be on the hook for $3,000+ in rent and cleaning fees, but we convinced the apartment complex to give us a week to clean up. The apartment was disgusting, cat crap and pee everywhere, mold in the fridge, tons of junk left behind. We ended up steam-cleaning the carpet multiple times, painting a window seat, etc., just to make it slightly more livable. The complex was appreciative for what we did and ended up asking their corporate office to remove us from the lease.

Right after she moved, she started complaining that I would stalk her because she would see my car drive by her apartment randomly. Few problems with that: from where her apartment was, she couldn’t have seen the street. Second, the street that I drove down was a shortcut to my former place of employment and to my house (which she knew).

Found out she was telling friends she moved down to the area to work on her degree (impossible, her grades were crap, she never bothered applying), and that I was this horrible friend who kept asking for money, etc. A mutual friend got all angry at me about it, until I sent her the proof (the co-signed lease, the unpaid bills, the collection letter I sent her).

All in all, we were only out $3,000 (which, while it’s a nice chunk of change, could have been a lot worse if we had to pay for her rent and cleaning fees). I’m glad we got rid of crazy before it got worse.”

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She Was A Terrible Person

“I was literally this chick’s first friend. She was awesome at first and we were inseparable for the first year, but then she began having some serious mood swings and was extremely manipulative so you somehow ended up thinking it was your fault for making her feel that way. She tried to isolate me from my friends and would get angry if I spent time with anyone else but her, including my own family.

She didn’t talk to me the whole weekend I was at my stepdad’s funeral because I blew off our original plans, and she was angry because she was apparently the last person to know about him dying. Oh I’m sorry, I wasn’t expecting my stepdad to literally die.

We probably lasted as friends about a week or two after that. I was not in the mental state to be dealing with her garbage and I’d had other friends who were proving to be more supportive than she was.”

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She Finally Stood Up For Herself…

“Friend had a tendency to belittle me quite often. She did it to everyone, so I let it roll or ignored it.

I pulled her into a project I was doing and put her work at the forefront where it would be easily noticed. I loved what she did and wanted to show it off to help her and me. As the stress of the project went up, her attitude got worse to the point where she started belittling me in front of people I wanted to impress. She started ordering me around, telling me how to run the project better and to arrange for certain things to happen to her specs. She was utterly out of line.

After reasoning with her for a while, I finally lost it and yelled at her. The project finally came to an end and things calmed down. In my book, when you have an argument with a friend, you talk it over and figure it out. Friends are important and I’d known her for over 10 years. Apparently, my defending myself once was it for her, though. Good riddance.”

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Her “Friend” Wouldn’t Leave Her Alone, Even After Moving Away

“It started with her claiming all guys as her crush and they were all off limits to any girls in the group. Then if you told her about a guy you liked she would find out who he was and now he’s her crush. She would hit on him aggressively which resulted in either him getting weirded out and avoiding her and you for associating with her or they dated a week and then the avoiding happened.

Then in high school, I told her I was sick of her victimizing, her lies, and how fake she is. She spread rumors that I hacked some online poetry account and deleted poems she wrote about me? I didn’t know they existed. I got a boyfriend, she told everyone I was lying until I proved it the following Monday.

I moved away. She began an online friendship with my new friends in my new town 10 hours away which was super creepy. Then my close friend from the old town killed himself and she wrote me a letter and said I should feel bad for her because she had a class with him once.

I moved again. Realize this all started when we were 13 and now I’m 19. She still sent me friend requests and wrote me messages. I went back to the original town to visit old friends and go to warped tour. She found out and went to warped tour and tried to find me so we could be BFFs again.

I would have ripped off her face if my real friend hadn’t spent all of her energy making sure I didn’t run into my enemy.”

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He Kept Disappointing His Friends Until They Had Enough

“I had a really close friend from 6th grade to this past summer (so six years.) This past winter, he got kicked out of his house so he lived with another close friend of mine. No big deal right? Wrong. He never cleaned any of his messes and would leave at random times and go back there at random times.

He soon becomes a scumbag, and so my other friend and I confront him about it. He eventually makes amends with his mom and moves back home. Then he gets a girlfriend. And drops out of school. And starts being a jerk to his mom. It soon got to the point where all he did was sit on his butt all day and stink up the house. Then his girlfriend moves in and drops out of school too. Then he stops hanging out with me and our other friend. We talked to him about it a few months later, and he apologizes and we start hanging out with him again.

This is when I find out that one of his scumbag habits is stealing/ borrowing money from his mom and sister to buy illegal substances. Soon I had to quit smoking because I ended up enlisting. So one day he finally drew the last straw.

The three of us are sitting in scumbags garage while they’re smoking and I’m kinda keeping my distance. Our other friend is a few grades behind me because he had a heart problem that caused him to miss a lot of school and it was hard to keep up.

So I say to him, jokingly, ‘How does it feel to be 18 in a freshman class?’

Scumbag chimes in with, ‘Man, you’ve got nothing going for you what are you talking about?’

My retort was simply, ‘Dude, you’re an almost 20 high school drop-out, living off your mom, in her basement, working at KFC. You’re a loser.’ I was irate. I left and I haven’t talked to him since.”

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