So, I have known this guy (we'll call him fat piece of shit, but for short we'll call him Frank ) for 18 years of my whole 18 years on this planet. His grandparents are have been my parent's next door neighbors since they moved to our neighborhood in 80'. They are nice people (especially the grandpa, the grandma is...well, overprotective and off) and have been great to my parents and I over the last 27 years.

Well, their grandson started living with them when his father got remarried and his stepmom did not want him living at their new house. His father pretty much abandoned him because his stepmother did not want him around (we always assumed she was a bitch, but now, I think she did the right thing for her child that Frank's dad and her had together (Frank is 19, his half brother is probably 12 or 12 now).

Anyways, we used to be good friends, I used to have a crush on him (God knows why, he looks like shit), etc.

Well, we used to hang out all the time until my parents found out he started stealing shit from the neighbors - this was probably 5 or 6 years ago - (my OTHER next door neighbor had gone out for about 30 mins one day, not locking his door while Frank was riding his bike around and comes back to find his laptop AND his cell phone gone). He obviously didn't exactly know who did it, but it was funny when he called the cell phone company and got some of the numbers that were called after his phone had been stolen. It was Frank's grandparent's house, and another one of Frank's friends that lived in the neighborhood. It was pretty damned obvious.

So, less and less time with Frank. I was mad, no one really knew if he did it or not and I didn't think he was a bad person. To make a long story shorter (sorry, it's already long) my brother made the mistake of telling Frank we were going out of town for two days after my parents had just got done telling us NOT to say ANYTHING to him. Okay, my brother is an idiot, no big deal - we're locking the doors right?

A day later we come back from our short vaca only to find the cars have been SLIGHTLY moved, the screen seems fucked up, the oven is turned on, and my brother's speaker/amp from the back of my dad's SUV is missing. Unfortunately my parents just assumed my brother lost it or gave it away or sold it and didn't want to say anything, and didn't really care since my dad hated the damned thing anyways.

A week went by, not thinking too much of anything since we couldn't figure out how someone would have moved the cars (we all thought we were just crazy and didn't realize the cars were parked THAT CLOSE together). My brother insisted someone had stolen the speaker, and he was right. After chasing this kid down (happened to be Frank's friend) in his car, we got a dumbass 200 dollar speaker/amp set back. The kid came clean that Frank had taken it. My parents didn't call the cops because they "didn't want to ruin their lives over a stupid speaker". Whatever, it's the principal.

Finally, through the friend we figured everything out. Frank climbed in through a window one night, slid down the stove (thus his fat ass turned it on), went and got the car keys (since we had been friends before, he had known where they were), went through the front door (screen fucked up), and got the speaker out of the car, going back through the front door, putting the keys back and climbing back out the window.

After that the rents HATED him. Well, they pretty much hated him before. This caused a lot of hurt feelings with Frank's grandma (Frank's grandpa KNOWS he's no good).

Anyways, 3 years go by and I think he's an okay person to hang out with.
How could I be so stupid? I let him borrow my car (taking off my house key everytime) for a whole 8 hours, I let him into my house (I am pretty sure he stole my pink pipe and the crappy weed I had gotten for free). We are pretty sure he also stole my male best friend's half ounce as well (oooo big party foul lol) I am soooo paranoid he stole something else, like personal info. He has proven himself to be such a stupid criminal I doubt he did (but you never know) Well, we got into a big tiff over him wanting to fuck my brother's girlfriend and using people for rides and NASTY things were said. He ALSO stole my best friend's 30g IPOD which we found in his jacket he left in the car (we had been looking for it for weeks).

So, my best friend contacts him and I just feel shit is being stirred up. She has every right to be mad and to contact him, it's just his dumb ass ALWAYS does something to my shit (like ciphening my gas out of our car...although my brother ended up breaking his gas cap problem is my brother did it with one of Frank's dumbass half friends...my brother....stupid sometimes).

I feel so stupid for letting that piece of shit back into my friend circle for even a second. I am so afraid he stole something important, but everything seems to be in order (everyone has their original social security cards, etc). My mind just keeps wondering - did he find them? Look at them? I doubt it, my mom keeps them pretty well hidden. But what if he did? I mean, one time I fell asleep with him there, he was asleep when I woke up though, but my pipe and shit was gone). I also hate the fact I introduced him to some of my friends - and they are still friends. We even got into a fight over him. I told them "It is only a matter of time, before he steals from you too." "He hasn't done it to me yet....". Dumbfucks. My true friends are the ones that agreed and obviously aren't morons. If someone steals from their friends, they'll steal from you too - you're not special.

I hope to God he is as stupid as I thought. He is honestly one person I would not mind getting hit by a semi.

Anyone know some seriously untrustworthy people you've trusted?