"Take good care of her", he said.
He grabbed his bag and left in the old Mercedes of his father in law.
"Sorry I will not take you with me. Someone has to take care of her. If you are old enough I come back for you." He did not care about her fear. This was his life.
How do you take care, she wondered and will he ever come back?
No tears...
She was too blind to see how he really was.
He lost his interest a long time ago, the love was over and he already started a new life.
No way, he thought, no way I will ever go back. The care taking is over. Never again!
His sister in law called he needed to go back for her, it was his time to take care. He refused.
As she called again he finally agreed he would pick her up if there was a good reason to.
"A good reason", she asked, "what is a good reason?".
"She has to harm you seriously, try to kill you, otherwise she won't understand why you leave."
She could not say a word. For the first time she understood he did not care. He let her down just like he always did.
How do you take care of a psychopath?
How do you take care of yourself?
She knew he would not come to save her, he gave up on her a long time ago.
There would be no happy ending although there would be an ending, there had to be.
"Everything will come to an end", she whispered as she stepped out of the window of the 3rd floor with a rope around her neck.
It was Lucifer who catched her, hold her and... cared.
"Thank you", she said, as she hugged him, "I love you". Finally she felt safe. Her biggest fear, to meet all those people who never cared about her seeing in heaven again, was gone.
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