He never cared….. not one little bit.
She lay there in the
hospital bed, trying not to let it matter.
Trying to tell herself
that it didn't hurt
so much, that she could hardly breathe.
He
had asked her to wait for him.
Was this what he meant?
Wait for
him to escape?
She closed her eyes...
She could see the scene perfectly..
She reached up and touched her mouth,
as she envisioned his lips meeting hers for that one stolen
kiss...
That one shared moment where she had thought, that they had made a real connection.
She felt so gullible now. He
had only been using her.
She had just been another part of his
plan.
She pushed her hand through her hair, trying to fight the
tears that she knew would inevitably fall.
How could she have
been so foolish?
She knew now that she hadn't learned anything
from her past mistakes,
the mistake of loving the wrong kind of
man.
How could she have been so wrong about him?
When she
had looked into his eyes, she thought she had seen something decent,'
someone decent'.
Not just another Con with a game plan...
She brushed the tears from her face and leaned back against the pillows...
She wouldn't let him do this to her.
She was
stronger than this!
They would catch him..
And when they did,
she would confront him.
She would tell him exactly what she
thought of him and his 'plan'.
She would show him that it didn't
matter that he hadn't cared about her.
That it didn't matter...not one little bit.