Neighbour with a knife

Knife carrying neighbour

Some background info. I’m from Scotland and I live on the 2nd floor of a tenement building, 3 flats on my floor, 2 below us, 3 on the ground floor. I’m very close with a couple, L & G, who are neighbours on my floor and regularly smoke a blunt with G. The rest of the neighbours I could pick out of a lineup but have only had a handful of conversations with each of them however G makes conversation with D who lives in a flat downstairs from us and has told him how he regularly takes mushrooms and various tablets and psychedelics he buys online and imagines dragons coming through the walls and roof which was shocking because he’s an older guy in his late 50s/ early 60s but to each their own.

I (31 M) was watching a movie with my boyfriend last night when my downstairs neighbour, D, chapped my door, this was his first time to do this and he was STINKING of alcohol and asked me for a cigarette which I said yes to, I left the door open to talk to him and asked what he was up to. Said he had got some weed and asked if I wanted any but I told him I was good and watching a movie with my man. He said he didn’t know how to roll a joint which I thought was strange. Why buy it if you can’t roll it? He asked me if I wanted to come down to his place to roll him a joint. Again I told him no sorry I was busy. He invited himself in and I had to tell him again no sorry please leave. I gave him two cigarettes, papers and roaches for making his joint.

I came back in the living room and started saying how strange it was until my boyfriend told me to watch that he wasn’t still in the close outside my door, I checked and he was still standing there. My neighbour L text saying she saw and heard him because he had been at her door before he tried mine, he wanted skins from G but he wasn’t in so he got nothing from her. We put it down to him being drunk and carried on watching our movie. Until 2 hours later while watching the TV my boyfriend turned and said heard something at the door so I went and found the papers and cigarettes I gave him wrapped in a rubber band posted through my letterbox and I thought he had gave up.

L called me crying, asking if I was ok because she was out with the dog and as she walked up the stairs D was walking downstairs with a butchers blade. She was terrified to walk past him and waited for him to come down and go in his flat. She asked him what the knife was for and he said “problems with yer neighbour”. My boyfriend said I had better check he’s not put something else through or done something to the door so I went and checked and found this note, “Here, here’s your ciggies back. You want to go to war with me?” Which just panicked me more. At this point G called and asked what was happening, he had been out drinking, and L had called him because she was afraid to be alone in the flat, so he was on his way home and to look out for him.

At this point, we decided to call the police because we were worried of what he might do when we had to leave for me to take my boyfriend home. Not only that but I do have to live here. Before the police could get here G got home and chapped on his door like a stupid, drunk knight in shining armour. Can you believe he opened the door holding the knife still? He said he had to watch out because he doesn’t know who’s coming to his door. G flipped the fuck out on him so much so that I had to go out and drag him back upstairs and put him into his flat for everyone’s safety. I’m very grateful for him standing up for me.

The police came an hour later and took statements. The third neighbour who lives on our floor has a ring doorbell camera which caught everything and as the police rang the bell, D came out of his own flat and police dealt with him and took him away so I don’t know if they actually got the video evidence against him, I haven’t seen any police back at their door to ask for it. They arrested D and took him away. However he is back home already. I believe the police let him out on an undertaking.

I’ve never been more terrified and confused, this is the first home that I’ve had on my own since moving out from parents and I’ve only lived here for a year and I already have a neighbour at my door with a knife for some unknown reason. Anyone else had to deal with a fucking arsehole like this before? I’m very uneasy about leaving my front door now because I have to pass by his front door to leave the flat!