“The Master”

Once upon a time the sociopath stole her innocence. Not only her innocence, but her piece of mind, safety, well being and left her living in a dangerous neighborhood. She was afraid, and yet again, victimized.

The Master then noticed her. It was not the kind of relationship people thought it was. It was not love. It was a deep need and care to teach her to protect herself.

He too had been victimized at one time. This deep need and care was not for her. It was an obsession. He needed to teach her all he knew about overcoming abuse, mentally and physically.

He did it for himself, but nobody understood why. Including her.

He had been in training for many years. He started as a young teen. He knew martial arts, boxing and other techniques to train the mind.

She could never love him totally because his ways were obsessive and extreme. She noticed he could be crule to others. She hated that...she told him. She was never afraid to tell him anything.

He could never love her totally because she was chosen to be, student.

This was not sexual, only a few times when they had bonded over an accomplishment via the training- later she realized it meant more to him than it did to her.

He realized that he had taught her so well over the course of many years that in order to find love, he had to move on.

This was not easy for him! Like a musician who teaches a student how to play an instrument, so she fits perfectly into the band- when it ends, the music is never the same.

That is the only way I know how to describe it.

One of the last times she saw him, she kicked him in the ribs, exactly how he taught her. He fell to the ground.

The people who knew them were shocked. They thought he would be furious, but no. He was proud just like she knew he would be.

The one he finally fell in love with, was never his student.

The Master only taught who he wanted. He only shared his studies and knowledge with her.

Student and teacher miss each other. Yet, they parted ways forever.

She thinks of him often. She knows he thinks of her too! They do not speak- she just knows.

There are many things she could use help with right now- but all she has, are memories.

And in hindsight, she knows she’s better off. “The Master” was also a sociopath...Just a different type.

(only to her was he kind, and to this day, she never understood why.)

What about the one he loves?

Once again- he was only kind to the student.

For whatever reason his view of being “The Master” was unfathomable to anyone, who knew them.

Benz

10/12/19