u/cowskin--

I (31 female) have taken away my friend’s (28 male)only means of getting around.
My friend and I met on a dating app around 2 years ago. We were living 700 miles apart at the time. He’s originally from a different country and came here as a refugee and has no family in the states.
1 year into our friendship he was fired from his job and lost his car,house, phone and everything. At first i added him to my phone plan and he was to pay monthly for the phone once he got a job. He was working doordash and uber to make ends meet at the time. Then his doordash account was deactivated because he violated the T&C.
He couldn’t find a job where he was and I told him to come to my hometown and I can give him a place to stay and help him find a job.
He drove the 700 miles to my city. I put him on a property owned by a relative that let him stay there to have some there to avoid squatters from taking over the property. Then I lent him the money to get a special license to get a job.
Then a few months later i upgraded cars and let him use my old car until he was able to buy a new one. So a few months go by he backed into a fence and damaged the car, he stopped giving me money for the monthly insurance, he stopped giving me money for his phone payment. He stopped getting oil changes on the car. He refused to pay to have the brakes fixed on the car and I got to a point where I felt like I was feeling taking advantage of. His excuse is that he has to send money to his family back home and doesn’t have the money to help me.
The breaking point was I offered to pay for the oil change and to meet me at the shop. I was 10 minutes late picking him up and when I showed up he was ignoring me and sent my calls to voicemail. I honked for him to get in the car and he looked at me then continued to ignore me.I lost my patience and decided go in the shop, pay for the oil change and told the shop owner not to give him the keys.
I came back with my sister to pick up the car and he’s been calling me threatening me to give him the car back. He’s left voice messages calling me a dog and a prostitute and I better fix the brakes and give the car back. Should I call the police get a restraining order? Did I overreact by taking the car away?
AITA?

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