Flat mates part 2

Don’t go out with a drunken person

This is continuing from the previous story, after that night Michael asks me to go out to play snooker or pool. I thought ok, as I always reject and don’t want him to get piss off. So we go play pool, he drank a lot already. We go to china town and play in the pool house down their. We say play to 10, but game last bit long and I start winning by 4-2. On this frame he does a push shot, so I call foul and he gets very stroppy. I say to him it doesn’t matter as I am on the black and I only get one shot. After that game which I win, I tell him it’s really time to go, as I feel he is getting more temper because of alcohol influence and was making a scene. He gets more piss off and says he not drunk and says why we have to go home. I say to him lets go man and just call it a night. He goes and pays for table quickly. And then still angrily says I am not drunk. Its pouring with rain outside and the car is just outside. He decides to pull his stunt again and says he wants to walk home. He walks in the rain, I go to the car and decide I pick him up on the way back. I do a quick drive ran and see him walking in the rain. He obviously sees me and jumps in the car. He is moaning about not being drunk and cold from the rain. The only thing I say to him now is no one told you to walk. He says I owe him a lot from his teas he makes for me and him taking me around Leeds. I actually make more teas for him and have brought him to London unwillingly. When I get back he storm into the kitchen still saying the same he’s not drunk from drinking whole bottle of pure vodka. I tell him, I’m tired to shut him up as the reason for leaving. He says so why you say I’m drunk then. I’m getting annoyed now, so I tell him to stop pulling his childish stunt wanting to walk home for no reason when he is angry. He clinches his fists and starts getting angry and wants to fight me. Third person in my so call people I know that wants to fight me, Den and Jamie once before (I’m becoming public enemy number 1). I tell him to get some rest and I will speak to him tomorrow. Sometimes I feel sorry for this guy because he is angry because of not having family love and growing up with foster parents. I look out for him as much, but I cannot take all his crap, because after all I am only his flat mate (some people have unconditional love like family and close friends). I will resolve this by keeping my distant from him, like what Amanda does with him now. That night he kept on knocking on my door saying he wants to apologies. I say to him lets speak tomorrow when you are not drunk.