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Created on: May 11, 2009 Last Updated: May 15, 2009
He had so much envy of her. She had a house.
He had a girlfriend who had a house. He wanted money and he got it when his first son died. He had to obey his girlfriend, it was her house, never his. He promised her stuff and she did the same, making him aware of it. They had to keep each other happy, or one would demand a separation.
His girlfriend kept in contact with her ex-husband and drove her mad. She had a lot of control over him. But they never married legally. Unless it had been done quietly. After all, could cousins actually marry? They were changing the law all the time.
He put up with her sons and drove the girl he envied directly into the ground. But who was this girl you may ask.
She was his quiet, loving child daughter. When her elder brother almost killed her he would not go to the police about it. No, people laughed at her instead. They joked about her and she withdraws, took a few overdoses of paracetamols and slashed her wrists with a tin can lid, to relieve the pain. She put the pain into her work. She had no other way of coping.
She did this for ten years having abusive boyfriends, then things became worse; they became one-night stands, sometimes lasting for a little bit longer but she was better than to commit to somebody like this. After all, she had nowhere to go. She lost her friends. One person gave her distant love, but her father was too envious of her and found about it he destroyed it. It shattered her world!
Besides, she could not stand him not liking her cats. He put her down constantly until she decided to hardly have him in the house, when he visited. When he did visit, then it was to say that it was a mess. He did not like her, though she loved him, as any child would do. He promised her a proper cooker for her Christmas present; instead he gave her a couple of CDs she had requested. For her birthday, he gave her a microwave oven, as if he was punishing her. His lies were enough to drive her up the wall and make her become suicidal.
Envy? He sometimes picked up the phone, but hardly. His girlfriend was always calling her two sons, who treated her badly.
Envy? I don't think so. Not on her part. He was out to destroy her, until she decided that she was good enough to study to put to rights all the wrong that he had done, to ignore his lewd comments plus those of his youngest son.
After all, he envied her money situation having her own house it was his choice to destroy the family - nobody else's.
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