Sara met Frank at a difficult time in her life. The girl had just escaped the influence of oppressive parents and she really wanted to be loved. Her father did not give her the love and tenderness she needed as a child to grow into a confident woman.
Frank was not ideal for Sara, rather the opposite. The guy would periodically disappear and might not write for four days. When they met, Sarah was in her third year of college, and Frank was making a living from odd jobs. They had promised each other a lot of things since then, but Sarah kept her promises, and Frank forgot.
The girl finished her studies and got a job. Sarah enthusiastically told her lover:
– Finally we can be together! Let’s rent an apartment, so we’ll never, ever part!
– With what money? – Frank said indifferently.
– How on what? It’s about time, Frank, to get a job. I already have an income, exactly the apartment will pay from my salary, and you will live on yours, – she planned.
– I don’t know, housing is expensive these days…” the guy denied it.
Sara did not notice that she was the only one who needed all this. The girl was so dependent that she did not even notice the indifference of the guy.
She still managed to convince her beloved to move in together, but she had to drag absolutely everything on her shoulders. Frank carelessly jumped from one job to another, and the girl tried to work part-time to pay all the bills.
The guy neglected himself: often went unshaven in unkempt clothes, and did not follow the hair at all. He did not want to buy clothes, try new foods, he was like an old man imprisoned in a young body.
Sara thought Frank’s mother would help her, but she just attacked her:
– It’s all your fault! You make my son work, tyrant woman! He does not love you! Love inspires deeds, and you only nag him!
Sarah wept bitterly.
“Am I forcing him to be with me? Is it really so much to work and provide us at least with food?” – she pondered.
The girl arrived home after work, and Frank usually arrived two hours early. Naturally, he didn’t buy anything and the refrigerator was empty.
– Today is the fifteenth, which is payday. Did they give you something?
– I quit my job, and they refused to pay me for ten working days. It’s the private guys, they do whatever they want,” complained the guy.
– It has already become a tendency. If they don’t fire you, they’ll cheat you, and you’re the only one in a white coat! – shouted the girl.
Trying to calm down, Sara fumbled around the kitchen looking for food. Lately she had started to gorge herself on stress and gained three pounds.
– We don’t have anything to eat,” she said.
– I don’t know, I ate at my mother’s,” Frank answered dryly.
It was the last straw of Sara’s infinitely angelic patience. So, she lives starving, but who cares? He eats at his mother’s and doesn’t care about her.
When Sara kicked Frank out of her rented apartment, she thought she was going to suffer. To her surprise, it became much easier, as if she had dropped the stone dragging her down. Now let her mother babysit her great-age chick, and I will go my own way – thought the girl and finally began to live for myself.
