I can't count the tears of a life with no love
Carry me back, carry me back
Carry me back, baby, where I come from
Whoa, whoa, oh
Trudy keeps straight-lipped. She can't look Lucifer in the eye. She's just as confused as Lucifer.
Oh, she knows of him. Only, they have never met. Her friend, the bestest (if that is a word) told her all about him long ago.
She is certain Bex never mentioned her to Lucifer. It's funny how they never actually met, but Bex kept saying they should meet.
Still, in her heart, Bex will always be her first love. It was Bex who kept the bully away that day. Trudy vowed then she would be stronger and it has taken almost a decade for that to happen, but she's a black belt now. She's tougher than she looks.
No, they were never lovers, her and Bex, yet Bex is a friend who always calls ever so often. They keep in contact, somehow. They have been friends since middle school. Bex has been Lucifer's friend just as long.
Naturally, it was her idea to send Trudy this way. "He needs, somebody like you in his life," she'd said a few months ago.
"But do I need someone like him, in mine?" Trudy bounced back on that phone call.
"Look, you've made it this far," Bex always made her feel smart. Although, Trudy knows she's nowhere near Bex's caliber regarding confidence. Bex will always be her hero.
"Well, if he's your friend, then he's a friend of mine, too," Trudy told her.
"I know you will be," Bex laughed softly on their last phone call.
Trudy hopes she hears from her again, but she catches Lucifer's eye. Just how is she going to do this? She has a feeling he won't have any faith in her.
"So come on, lets get a coffee and get out of here," he motions all tough. She walks with him and he actually buys her a coffee at the diner near the department.
They get into his old sedan and head toward where the trouble will be.
"So it's just Trudy, is it?" He doesn't look at her, and she feels a little under-dressed in the skimpy skirt and tight black tee.
She nods.
"Just how old are you?" Lucifer gives her the lookover.
"I'm..I'm old enough," she presses her lips tight as she hugs herself with one arm and holds the coffee as if it will warm her up. "I'm over twenty-one."
"So you live around here, long?"
She shakes her head, no.
"Yeah, it's been a while since I've been back," he says he went to elementary school not far from here. "Back when my granny raised me."
Trudy nods.
"Got any siblings?"
She wants to tell him no, but decides to tell him, "Just a big sister."
Trudy almost smiles. Yeah, maybe Bex was the big sister she never had.
He nods as if that's a good thing.
