He was there when she was shot, He was there to work with her when no one was, He was there to stand up for her when someone abused her in a police bar, He was there when she went through a break up, He was there to console her & not to take advantage of her,

He was there to bring her out of a burning house, He was there when she was in danger by a petty full thug, He was there to ask his dad for her safety in return to do anything; the same dad who expelled him & for whom he had massive hatred,

He was there to comfort and hug her for her dad's grief, He was there by her side as guardian devil, He was there to kill his own brother for her protection, He was there to cook chips & burger for her, He was there to go to Hell for her; a place he hates to step in,

He was there when she woke up in a hospital, He was there to give her a choice by leaving her even though he didn't want to, He was there to fight his own mother for her, He was there to not intercede her happiness on her birthday,

He was there to keep her gift in an impenetrable safe, He was there to punish himself bc he wasn't there when her life was in danger, He was there to make her happy by taking her to prom so that she could live her high school life,

He was there to lose his word & rep bc her life was in danger, He was there to get stabbed so that she wouldn't, He was there with his raging anger bc someone hurted her eventhough he was manipulated; a thing he hates,

He was there to engulf her with his wings & suffered all the pain of continuous bullets, He was there to sacrifice his life when an axe was thrown at her, He was there to burn midnight oil bc he valued their partnership, He was there to do good bc she said so,

and again He was there to go back to hell bc her life was at risk. He was there. He was always there for her