Neighbor drama

The neighbor drama continues. Because I couldn't find my bike lock the night I arrived, Jordan (the girl living in the bldg next door), put them in the kitchen of that building. Even though it has been weeks, I hadn't seen her (the painting she was going to do has never gotten done, and after many messages about when she was coming to do it, she hasn't even bothered to pretend for the last week or so). But, since the weather is supposed to be great this weekend, I wanted to get them, and also, I kinda don't trust her any more, and I just want them back in my place.

When I got home from work on Thursday, her car was there, so I texted her, "Can I get my bikes?" And she said "No, they are part of a police investigation." What? 

Meanwhile, my landlord (Andy) had asked me to copy the keys when he finally gave them to me. I took them to Lowes and Ace Hardware, and no one has the house key (it's a weird size). I had texted Andy that I couldn't get the key copied and he said to go to this key place, A to Z. I had time after work on Thursday to get there before they closed at 5 pm, so I went to the shop and, it turns out, it's a special "security" key for apartment buildings, and cannot be copied - the guy in the shop said Andy signed a paper when he got them, and he is the only person who is authorized to get a copy. Seems like something he would have known...and I wasted a BUNCH of time going to 3 places trying to get a copy of a key that I am not authorized to copy. Fucking annoying and weird as hell.

So I had told Andy he needed to get the copy made and he said he would come on Friday to pick up the key.

When I got Jordan's message a bit later Thursday night, I texted Andy that I wanted to get my bikes out of the building when he came on Friday.

In response, he called me to explain that Jordan is acting increasingly crazy. He said she insisted on seeing him that evening; he was at a birthday party, but she said if he didn't come immediately, she would set fire to the building. When he gets there, he claims she had a gun (maybe that's why she said the bikes were part of a police investigation). He asked if she is there now, and I replied that she just left (I had heard her get in the car and drive off right after her weird text message about the bikes). He says he "needs to get her out of there."

Andy texted me on Friday afternoon, saying he left the bikes in his building because he didn't want to leave them outside until I got home, and he would come back on Saturday so I could get them.

When I got home from work on Friday, Jordan's car is parked in her usual spot. I texted Andy, "Did you work things out?" He says yes, he talked to her and she's "good."

WTAF?

[I don't want to be gross, but I can only think of one reason why a man would let a woman act this crazy and not change the situation...she's very pretty and he's newly single.]

I texted Jordan and said "I want to get my bikes tonight." She sent me a couple of long weird messages about her only purpose in life is to use her voice to protect other people from what she had to go through [I have no idea what this means, and I don't know why she's telling me this, but see comment above.] Then awhile later, she texted me that she put the bikes outside. I was planning to go to services, but luckily hadn't left yet, so I was able to get the bikes and bring them inside my apt (she clearly didn't have the same concerns about just leaving the bikes outside that Andy had).

I guess copying the key is on permanent hold. I told Andy I would do the painting inside my apt (I don't want Jordan anywhere near where I live, though I didn't say this to him). He acted like this was completely natural, that Jordan was just not going to do the painting she had agreed to do a couple of months ago and that he had told me would be taken care of before I moved in. [See comment above.]

His willingness to tolerate her being so volatile is almost as unsettling as her volatility. Her behavior and communications are kinda triggering, if I'm being honest. She reminds me a LOT of my birth mom, who was hospitalized shortly after I was born, diagnosed with schizophrenia (though I don't think she actually was schizophrenic, I think it's much more likely that she had severe postpartum depression). I sent Jordan's text messages to my sister to confirm my impressions and she agreed. 

The whole situation is disturbing and uncomfortable. I don't want to be a part of her ongoing mental breakdown (or drug abuse, either and both are likely), and I especially don't want to be in the middle of whatever fucked up relationship is going on between her and my landlord. 

It also really bums me out because she was super nice to me when I arrived and I thought we might be friends.