iballthatshit Ok, so i'll give a little bit of background...or a lot of background. A bit over a year ago my mom started dating some huge redneck truck driver, Ed. He was kind of annoying, but it wasn't so bad, didn't see him much and she spent most of her time at his place(well, his parents) So I practically had a house to myself, I enjoyed it. Fast forward a few months from them seeing each other. Money problems arise and my mom has to refinance the house, mortgage goes up and she can't really afford it anymore. My dad continues to be his asshole self and doesn't want to help out, so she puts the house up for sale. A few months go by, a couple people look at the place here and there, no buyers. Fast forward to a few months ago, don't know exactly when, but it was after my birthday, so i'll guess sometime in March, we move into his parents house. So now we are crammed into a house with the following, Ed, his mom, his dad, my mom, myself. Every other week or so his oldest and youngest son alto live here. On top of that, 3 dogs and 5 cats. It sucks for awhile, but thats expected ya know? I'm going from basically living on my own, to having no privacy at all. But tat got a bit better and they started to leave me alone. About a month goes by and they want me to get a job. Ed had been delivering news papers for the Miami Herald for a few weeks and started to teach me how to do it. I soon took over that job, and he began looking for another truck driver job(he just recently got his license back from a 2 year suspension). Fast forward to about a week ago. So it's family reunion for Ed so his parents, himself, and my mom take a vacation and drive up to New York to drop off his folks, and then they were going to go to North Carolina for a friends wedding, and on the way back stopping in Alabama for who knows what. So they leave the house for me and his older son, Andrew, to watch. Not too thrilled about this, but whatever. So about 2 days into it Andrew asks me if he can take my car around the block for a few minutes since he drives a shitty Kia, I'm like sure just be back cause I have somewhere to go. He comes back about ~5 minutes later and starts talking about how my car is so fast and so nice compared to his. I'm like yep, you drive a Kia...and then he takes off somewhere with his girlfriend. So I hop in my car and immediately know theres a problem, the inside of the car smells burnt, my clutch pedal is extremely sensitive. Turn the car on, put it in gear...wow what do ya know, the kid burnt the fuck out of my clutch. Mind you, he "taught" me how to drive stick about 11 months ago and was ok at it. I ended up having to teach myself though. His Kia is stick, so thats why I let him drive mine. Anyway, he doesn't answer his phone and i'm fucking pissed. I call up my mom and tell her whats up and shes like "I don't know what to tell you" and Ed is in the background saying " He shouldn't hjave lent his car out" I'm like wow are you fucking serious? And I hang up. I guess they called up Andrew to see what happened and he tells them he didn't go racing or drive it fast it was like that when he got it. Well, if it was like that when he got it then he wouldn't have come to me saying how awesome and fast my car is, much? Cut the vacation short. So a family friend of Ed's died and the funeral service was to be held in Tampa. So they drive to Tampa and have Andrew meet them there. I'm left to house sit by myself. Fast forward to yesterday. They come back from Tampa and I'm talking to my mom, telling her how i've been sick for the last week and am not getting any better because I work every night,(delivering news papers is from 1:30am till ~5am...EVERY night) and tell her that my last day is Saturday and i'll get a day job. So then I mention my car and how I don't believe I should have to pay for it. Again, shes like I dont know what to tell you. I start saying how ridiculous the situation is and before I can finish Ed barges into the kitchen yelling at me with something like this, "I DON'T APPRECIATE HOW YOU ARE ALWAYS DISRESPECTING YOUR MOTHER. YOU NEVER DO ANYTHING AROUND HERE AND YOU ALWAYS HAVE A BAD ATTITUDE. I WANT YOU OUT OF THIS FUCKING HOUSE" I chime in, with "whatever Ed" and he continues "IF YOU DONT WATCH YOUR FUCKING ATTITUDE IM GONNA FUCKING BEAT YOUR ASS" and he storms into his garage. Meanwhile, my mom is just like oh stop... About 15 minutes later. My buddy Mike is like yo wanna go light fireworks? I'm like sure but you gotta get me cause my car doesn't work. So he shows up and I leave. Few minutes later I get a call from my mom saying I need to move my car into the grass, so we turn around and I go. I gt in my car and it's even worse now, I can't even put the car in gear without it grinding at the clutch so I get out and i'm like how the fuck do you expect me to move it if it doesn't work. Ed yells over, turn off the damn car and put it in gear and i'm like, wow do you see how fucking ridiculous this is? Move my car and give my mom the keys because she says Ed will check out whats wrong. Right. So I leave and I get home later that night and see my keys on the desk and he took the house key off of it. Wow So basically, i'm being kicked out of the house and my mom doesn't care. She's become just as big an asshole since she met this guy. I don't know what to do If I can't find a friend to move in with then i'll probably be moving in with my brother(24) across the state in Ft. Myers Oh, and i'm 19 years old.