Background:

Sorry for the formatting and bad english, it's not my native language and I'm writing this on mobile

We are both university students living in a shared domicile with separate bedrooms and a shared common space used for cooking etc.

My roomate is older than me and I've always seen him as a little odd at times. Whenever I would leave to my class, he would try to "playfully" stop me from exiting the door. I would have to bash through him to get into the hallway where he would then get upset and say that this was just a joke. I never viewed it as such. When I eventually told him off so many times to stop and he did for a short time, he would resume a couple days later and act like nothing is out of the ordinary.

Recently however, he started to change his behaviour towards me changing the tone and the way he spoke. It was almost in a flirtatious manner and tried spending more time with me giving as many excuses under the sun to do so. I never entertained this and just shut my door but everytime I would head to the kitchen I would be at risk of seeing him. This eventually culminated to him writing letters to me and slipping them under the door. These letters ranged from deranged love professions to oddly, cooking recipes. They would have crude drawings of me with hearts around and all things associated with valentines day. I read the first few but eventually stopped reading them and threw them immediately into the trash.

This whole situation was making me mentally spiral to the point where I had to demand him to cease everything at once or I would contact the RA for a room change. Thankfully, this worked BUT only for a little while. During this time, he started going out more and I would see him less and this really dropped my guard down a lot.

Last night however for what seemed to be a quite average night, I wakeup in the middle of the night hearing very faint wooden creaks from the floorboards in my room. Mind you this domicile is very old and it was quite dark so these sounds could be anything and aren't really out of the ordinary so I scoff it off to a morning problem if what is still making the sound is there tomorrow. But then I hear it again. This time it was louder creaking and came instead from the foot of my bed. I really didn't know what to think of it still reasoning that it could be a mouse or something and so again I tried to fall back asleep.

SUDDENLY, I feel a sharp pain on my right foot that jolts me wide awake. I couldn't see anything because it was pitch black but it felt like when you crush your hand between the car door after slamming it shut. I could feel something clenching down on me and grinding at my skin. There was no way this was an animal.

I yell out a screech and knock and old cup onto the floor from my nightstand from all the rumbling. The clenching abruptly stops and I manage to turn on a light only to see his half lit face standing there like a deer in headlights. I SCREAMED at him to GET OUT over and over but he continued to idle in position. I was gonna reach for my phone to call the police while announcing it and that seemed to get him out of his trance. He profusely tried to apologize for the next few minutes while I was shuffling him out until I managed to lock the door shut. I could hear him banging on the door saying I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry but was not having it. He then started saying I love you and confessing all his emotions he had of me for the past few weeks and I just didn't respond. I was leaning on a wall with my hands on my face crying as I didn't know how to process what the fuck just happened. His cries slowly stopped and I called my sister to come get me. When she arrived, I managed to bust the door open and make an escape to the front exit. I was still in my socks, pajamas, everything and by the time I make it outside, I could hear his footsteps CHASING BEHIND ME. I run as fast as I possible can to my sister's car and just barely make it in. I'm panting, we're both stressing and we manage to drive the hell outta there.

When I get there, I check my phone to see it berated with texts from him saying how inconsiderate I was in understanding his needs. How he was nice to me and all for what? Me to run away at his most vulnerable aka him BITING my fucking foot? He eventually gave up in texting me but he started texting mutual friends giving them a completely false story having them having them call me names for breaking our so called years of friendship. Mind you, I only knew these mutal creeps because of him but I tried telling them my side of the story for them only to call me crazy. I am considering cutting them off but I really don't know if I'd be in the wrong for this as what if they starts spreading rumors about me? I really don't know what to think and I'm running on 2 hours of sleep at this point. Am I the asshole in this situation? Was I just overreacting?

fuck