He screwed up. And I mean screwed up bad...
As unfortunate as this may sound, there are very few rewards for kind acts out there. More often than not, you give people an inch, you are just tempting them to take a mile. That is just the nature of the world we live in. It is no place for the gullible, the gentle, or the generous, no matter how some folks want to try and deny it.
Last year in early October I was spending a few days at my GF's house when one night, approximately 1:30 AM, someone started pounding on the door and yelling to be let in, as he had just fled an assault by a "group of guys at the railway station". My GF woke up first and was answering him in the hallway. I immediately bounced the fuck up right out of the bed once I realized that she was no longer next to me and I was hearing her voice outside the room. By that time, I could hear the guy yelling about "bleeding", "ambulance", "they are still after me", and a bunch of other shit.
Retrieved my 1911 from my backpack and when I got out into the hall, GF was literally standing right against the front door and ready to open it. I managed to gently take her hand and pull her back well beyond the swinging range of the door just in case whoever it was outside suddenly kicks it in. Meanwhile:
Guy outside: "Yo man, can you let me in and give me a cup of water? I am bleeding. I need to call an ambulance too".
Me: "Sir, just hold on there. We are going to call you an ambulance right now".
Him: "Yo, they jumped me and they still coming after me. Can you help me out? They gonna kill me. You fucking hear me right?".
Me: "Sir, the police and the ambulance have already been called. Just stay where you are or go behind the bushes so they can't see you".
(By this time I had already told my GF to dial 911 and they WERE on the way.)
Him: (Tone drastically changed from pleading to angry) "Yo that's fucked up son! You gonna treat somebody like that? (PAUSE) "That's fucked up! Come on! (PAUSE AGAIN) "That's fucked up man! (Said that line 3 times) Then silence.
We couldn't figure out if there were others with him, or if he / they had left. I had went into the living room, switched on a 2AA LED Maglite on LOW and placed it on the coffee table to shine right at the door. Meanwhile I stood by an open closet in pitch darkness across the hall from, and 4 feet behind the living room entrance, my gun trained right on the door. If the SOB kicked the door down, he would see the light right in his face and automatically think that I was in the living room. Where in reality I was totally on the opposite side, well cloaked by the dark, with an excellent sight picture and ready to unload some .45 ACP+P right through his ass.
Police showed up about 10 minutes after the hollering stopped. They searched all around the house and then took our report, during which we learned that they did not see anyone outside. Nor there was blood on the front door landing, or any reports of a fight or assault at the nearby rail station. Afterward they just told us to be safe and went on their way.
I am not sure what the fuck that guy and whoever else was with him had been up to that night, but I was certain that if my GF had opened the door, things would be a lot different. Our neighborhood is still fairly decent, but drug activity, "scope outs" by suspicious vehicles, and burglaries are on the rise, and I just do not take chances with that shit.
Be safe out there everyone.
