Made Me Think Twice About Being A Good Samaritan

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It was about 11 at night and I'm outside the door to my flat, as I'm not allowed to smoke inside. I don't live in a great area so I am always wary about being out when it's late, I see a group of people walking up the road maybe 5 or 6 all quite young, late teens early twenties. As they pass they all seem fine just laughing and joking together and not really paying me any attention. As they walk out of my line of sight I hear one start to yell to someone, he's yelling things like are you ok mate and hello. I move up to my gate to get a better look at what's happening and see a guy passed out on the floor, I stick around as he comes to and tells them he is fine and to leave him be. They all keep walking after repeatedly trying to help him but getting nowhere.

I walk back inside my flat and into my bedroom where my girlfriend is already in bed, i tell her what happened. I go to the window and see that he has once again passed out on the edge of the road. I didn't really know what to do, so I dial 999 and ask for the police. The woman I speak to insists I call back and ask for an ambulance, which I do. I explain the situation but they're asking me stuff I don't know like is he breathing, is he awake, and is he bleeding. They tell me to stay near get an answers to all of these questions and they will have someone call me back.

I decided to put my jeans back on and go outside, I ask my girlfriend to stay inside in case i need her to call the police and in general for her to stay safe, she protests this idea and is following me downstairs and out the door.

I walk over and call out to him so he knows I'm there, as I do some guy getting out of his car tells me he has called an ambulance and it's going to be an hour, at this point he decides to get in his car and leave. I sit on the floor against a neighbour's wall and start yo talk to the drunk guy, asking his name and where he's been tonight.

He goes into detail about his breakup and his pregnant ex and how his life is shit and I just keep him talking with general bullshit answers like it'll pass and things like that. He was annoying but like drunk annoying, making comments about my girlfriend who is sat with me and just being a bit of a dick.

As we sit there talking it's about 11:40 now and a car rolls past us, slows down, stops and reverses. All of the lights in the car are off but I can make out a bottom half of a face through the window. It's a nice car ( i later found out it was Vauxhall Insignia something sport) I see a hand raise to the mouth of the driver and immediately think police(plain clothes officers in an unmarked car). The drunk guy asks who that is and I say it's the police.

That's when 3 people step out of the car, the driver first, a young guy Stubly beard smart clothes and then the other two people. Both with their coat hoods up and using a hand to pull the collars up over the bottom half of their face, I feel so stupid that this was the first point I realised something was wrong.

They're all stood round our side of the car and I see the two passengers have knives in their hands. My stomach churns and I feel my skin start to Buzz, I'm sat on the floor I can't stand up or they might go for me I have my girlfriend here and I have no idea what they want. I'm shitting myself. The driver asks what's going on here, looking at three people sat on the floor. I feel like we all looked drunk and easy pickings to him and his friends.

I decide to lie, I immediately say I have called the police, they're on their way as I found a drunk guy on the floor outside my house. I sit their for what feels like forever as they stare at us. Then the driver says I believe you, we are police too and he heads back to his car. The drunk guy on the floor starts mouthing off about how they aren't police and telling them to fuck off. I tell him to shut the fuck up and awkwardly tell the people from the car to have a nice night (which I feel really stupid about) they get in their car and leave. I jump up and actually do call the police and they arrive in under 5 minutes.

This whole thing shit me up for week's I didn't want my girlfriend walking home alone after work I had to walk her to work every day. Hey guys with the nice car let not meet again.

It gets a bit weird when the police turn up but that's less creepy more weird.d

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