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Input: I feel like there are parts of this I was the asshole, but I'm not entirely sure. I'll try to give as much information as I can and if you have any questions, please let me know and I'll try to answer them as best as I can.


Sunday night, I got a call from my friend Sharon. Since it was already almost 11pm, I ignored the call as I was sleepy and coming down with a nasty cold. I figured if it was important, she would call again or text me. Well, she did and even left a voicemail, which is unlike her. So I called her back right away (less than a minute later) and she didn't answer. Now I'm a bit worried so I keep calling and even messaged one of her friends. As I was getting in my car to drive to her house and getting ready to call her Mother, She calls me back and explains that the friend i texted Alfredo, needed a place to crash. There had been an incident regarding the mother and EMS was called (he didn't hurt her. She drank too much and he was worried about her.) Because he called EMS, she told him he had better be gone when she comes home. So he grabbed whatever he could and left. After being told that I drove straight to Alfredo's home to pick them up. Now on the phone I was told he needed a place to crash for the night so I was surprised when he came out with what looked like 6 different articles of luggage.  


Once in the car, Sharon and Alfredo kinda fill me in on what happened. As we're driving Alfredo is calling multiple people to set up arrangements for the week. I offered my couch since it would be more convenient, as I only live 15-20 mins from them. Everything is agreed upon and we're all set.  I drop Sharon off at the train station so she can catch a train home and drive home with Alfredo.  


Once home, I show him where everything is. Tell him that everything in the fridge ( except a few dietary foods) are fair game. Just tell me what he took so I can replace and if he needs something else, let me know and I'll pick it up on my way home. We stay up till about 2am chatting, I'm trying to make sure he doesn't feel completely alone as he just went through hell. Eventually I do call it a night as I have work in the morning.


The next day, I get home and we sit there chatting some more. I poured myself a glass of wine (literally 1/2 a cup) and we continue out conversation. He tells me that he's applied to some places for work and is an appointment later during the week. Being in the mental health field, I tell him maybe try finding a counseling center. They can help him manage the trauma he went through as well as connect him to some services. At that point he asks me if Sharon asked me to talk to him. I told him no, this was just coming from my point of view. He didn't have to take my advice but it was another resource he could have. We're going back and forth between chatting about that and laughing at other things. It was a normal relaxed conversation. As we're talking I get some upsetting news from someone and I tell Alfredo that I'm gonna go take a shower and I'll be right back. He agreed and I go shower. I'm maybe in there for about 10 minutes or so. 

I get out the shower and am putting lotion on when I notice my phone is flashing. It's a text from Alfredo saying "things to too intense and I needed to leave." I'm thinking maybe he started thinking about last night and got too emotional and went for a walk. But when I go to the living room I noticed all his stuff was gone. Now I'm worried about him knowing he has no where to go for the night and I texted him apologizing for ending our conversation and explained that I had gotten some upsetting news. I tried calling him and got no response. I immediately called Sharon as he had previously explained to me he has a history of depression and suicidal ideations and intent. I get no answer from her either. At this point I just threw in the nearest clothes I had on and ran to my car to go look for him. I'm still dripping wet from the shower and am wearing black not so modest pajama set. As I'm in the car driving around looking at the nearest bus stops, Sharon calls me and starts snapping at me. Demanding to know what I said to him, and what happened. Apparently he told her that I went on a drunken rant and was telling him what to do. I denied that happening as I wasn't drunk. Sharon asked me where I am and I tell her I'm driving looking for him. I'm on my way to his house at this point. Sharon l, after knowing me for about 6 years now, realizes that I would never get in the car if I was in any way inpaired. We hang up and after about two minutes she calls me back. Alfredo is willing to come back to mine. So I continue driving. 3 minutes later, she calls me back again and told me that he said he would rather sleep on the streets than see my face. I offer him just getting in the car, not talking to me, so he's not in the streets tonight. I even offer an Uber to bring him back to mine if he really doesn't want to see me. All my offers are declined and while I'm upset I decide to go home. Sharon said she would sort things out with him, and I told her while I hoped all was well, I'd appreciate it if she left me out of it. 


The next day, as I think about things I feel upset. I hate how things went down. Especially him saying I went on a drunken rant. I feel upset as I feel like I was very generous and was lied about. Including Sunday, I had met that person only four times. I had messaged Sharon that he left dorm things at my place and  that he could come get them on Tuesday (yesterday). Yesterday evening he texted me that he's super busy and won't be able to come until Friday. Sharon won't be able to come to our town for over a week and I would honestly rather not have contact with him. I haven't responded to his message about coming to get his stuff and have removed the key from it's hiding spot. Obviously if he's dying or something I will help but for now I need distance from him. Would I be the asshole if I didn't answer his messages and instead told Sharon I want to go no contact with him and he should arrange with her to get his stuff? They're nothing big, a book, toothbrush, lighter, and toothpaste. 


The part where I feel like the asshole is having that drink in front of him. He's given up alcohol but we've had drinks around him before and it's never been a problem. I guess I wasn't thinking after what happened with his mother it might be a trigger? He seemed ok with it, as we were emailing before cause I had made a mixed drink but it was too strong so I dumped it out and opted for the wine instead. 


I don't know guys. I don't know if I'm overreacting at this and would like some outside perspective. I've asked my best friend but she has a tendency to take my side most of the time and I'd like an unbiased view. Thank you in advance!

To;Dr: Offered my place to a friend of a friend. Things we going well until he started discussing employment opportunities and I have a few suggestions on where he might get some help. He blew up and told our mutual friend that I went on a drunken rant on him and was telling him what to do. Now he wants to come get his stuff but I no longer feel comfortable keeping in contact with him or seeing him. 

 

wanting to cut contact with a friend who is down on his luck