Chapter twenty one.

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Achim's Pov.

I took her back so she could be with him, so that she could love Tichalt. So she could make him happy and be happy herself. What does she do? Throws tantrum like three year old kid and wants a divorce because of a hug. Hugging is not cheating, though I know what it feels like when someone you love shows affection to someone else. But damn, that was too much. How do I know that? Ran into Tichalt at the park. He seemed so sad and depressed. I asked what was wrong, really I want to change. He told me what she did. Probably had another one. Don't know anything else why so suddenly want a divorce. I know Tichalt doesn't trust me. I do understand him. I do. I realized my mistakes to late.

Maybe I should visit my father, I never went there. The last time I saw him was my eighteenth birthday.

As I sit there, waiting for them to bring him in, I have time to remember. I know he loves me, he probably just also had no idea how to love. He laughs as he sees me, but that is not warm laughing. It's mocking.

"Oh boy, you really thought I loved you?"

I only nod, I can't understand where this is going to go.

"I never loved you. I hated you from the day you were born. You ruined my life, you killed the love of my life. I hate you with burning passion. Love was the last emotion in me. I never want to see you again. So go and slit your veins."

The only person I thought truly loved me, hated me. Always had and always will.  I stop the car on a road in the middle of the forest. I know it's the same road near Meinhard's new place, that mansion, but I don't care. I just can't drive anymore, I can't see through my tears. I leave the car, walking down the road at low pace. I'm in the middle of the road, not caring if I die or not. No one would care. They would be happy to get rid of me. I don't want to live anymore. So I just sit down in the middle of the road, waiting for a car, who can take my life.

Chris's Pov.

I see a car beside the road, maybe they need help.

"It's Achim's car."

Meinhard quietly whispers. As I stop next to it, you can see that the car is here totally alone. No sign of Achim. I don't like him, but this is not normal. He sure wouldn't leave his car.

"Chris, the car's doors are open."

As Meinhard tells me this, I know something is wrong. Despite this I drive on, but way slower than I drove before.
It was a good decision. In the middle of the road, there is sitting guy with long dark hair. He seems a lot like Achim. I stop the car. By the movement of his shoulders he is crying. Hard. Meinhard looks at me like asking permission. I nod to both of them. After they are out I get the car to the side of the road. I am going to stand there to make sure no one gets hurt.

Tilo's Pov.

I know that it is Achim. What the fuck IS he doing in the MIDDLE of the ROAD? He just lets us hug him.

"Hey why are you in the middle of the road? What happened?"

Thanks. I couldn't have asked those questions myself.

"He didn't love me. He hated me."

Who is he talking about. He repeats those two sentences many times more, every time little bit quieter.

"No one ever loved me. I am unlovable."

I had feelings for you at some point. I think it, don't say it out loud. He wanted to die, that's why he was here at the first place. We help him to his feet. What ever he did to me, I won't leave him here to kill himself. Chris promised to come get his car after taking us home.

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