Break On Me

"Maybe it's not about the happy ending.. Maybe it's about the story."

Sometimes it’s hard to accept what is, and it’s hard to go along with something even though you know you could do better.. But how come it’s so easy to slip up? So easy to say the wrong thing, use the wrong words, or even make the wrong moves? Sometimes we just all need to break.. in more ways than just mentally. I want you to know, that no matter what, I will always be here for you.. whether you like it or not, if you want me here or if you want me to live.. If you love me, or if you hate.. You can always break on me baby.

We loose ourselves in the things we love, we find ourselves there too..


46. Chapter 045

The best part about my office is that I don’t have to leave my territory to go to the restroom, the best decision I ever made in this building. I look up to see my reflection, but something different catches my attention. It wasn’t the slight dark circles under my eyes from the lack of sleep, though. It’s something I didn’t really expect.
Written in Emmy’s favorite dark shade of lipstick from Tom Ford was the phrase “i love you, baby.” The only way she could have done that was this morning when she was in the office with me while waiting on Carly. She’s sneaky, for sure.
I couldn’t resist the smirk coming to my face as I stared at the words written in Emmy’s cute, girly cursive, the  I accented with a heart instead of a dot, the tail of her  Ys curling into a swirl, there was an open heart instead of an  O. She’s adorable, she absolutely is.
A sigh leaves my mouth as my eyes gaze at myself in the mirror now. I didn’t sleep good last night, and what I did this morning with someone has tired me out – not physically but mentally, and that’s only because I want more.
No, scratch that. I  need more. The lust is killing me, all I can do is imagine it in my head and plan it out, and simply just wait. Painfully wait for her.
My body jerked a little as the sudden sound of my ringtone filled my ears, echoing in the bathroom. I pull it from my back pocket and glance down at the screen, it’s Louise. With no hesitation, I answer.
“Hello?’’ I answer, exiting the bathroom a few seconds later.
“Harry.. please don’t freak out when I say this!’’ Louise says in a high pitched voice.
“What’s wrong?’’ I ask – my mind immediately thinking about Katie, something is wrong.
“I.. I was with Katie, in the living room. She was sitting on the couch eating some of the her puff cereal snacks. Harry, I swear I was only gone a second.. and I came back from the kitchen with her juice.. and of a sudden she started screaming. I saw her on the floor, I, I think she fell? That’s what I’m leaning towards.” She says, some of her words stuttered and jumbled, but I cared enough to make them out in my head.
“Is she okay?’’ I ask, gulping gently, I hope my princess isn’t hurt.
“I picked her up and sat her on my lap. She’s got a slight bump on her little forehead. Oh, Harry I was so scared! I thought she was hurt. But I finally got her to calm down, she’s still got that pouty face on but she’s not crying anymore.” Louise continued, probably didn’t even acknowledge me speaking, it’s alright I guess – at least she’s rambling about the issue and no nonsense.
“Just keep an eye on her, make sure that she doesn’t show any other symptoms of anything. Emmy and I will be home in a few hours.’’ I inform her, hoping she’ll relax and just do as I ask.
“Okay.. I’m so sorry, Harry, I’m never leaving her again like that!’’ Louise releases a deep sigh, ashamed of herself I can tell, but honestly it’s okay. Nothing bad happened, and that’s a good thing.
“Louise, listen to me love.” I say a little sternly, trying to get her attention on me and not what happened.
“Okay.’’ She sighs out.
“It’s okay. I know you didn’t purposely do anything. Things happen sometimes, it’s alright. Just, next time, take more precautions. You know she’s getting more mobile by the day and she likes to move around. Everything’s okay, though. Just calm down.’’ I remind her, hoping she understands that I’m not mad at all, it’s understandable.
Katie usually gets preoccupied with her eyes on the television screen watching one of those toddler shows she can’t really comprehend right now. But other times she wants to move all around and be nosy, she’s a little girl and that’s just normal.


The taxi was smaller than the one we took to the hospital. I tried to ignore the awkward smell, but it was awfully hard to do so. We are headed back to the office, well I am. I think Carly’s got a few errands to run for herself.
“Are you nervous?’’ Carly mumbles beside me, grabbing my attention.
“About?’’ I ask, it’s unclear at this point – that tells you have much stuff I have going on in my life, it’s a long list.
“Your.. dad and sister.’’ She sighs out.
I gulp gently, am I nervous? I don’t even know what to feel at this point. I don’t feel anger or hatred toward them, it’s not really their fault I never knew, it was mostly my mother’s for never telling me. But honestly I can’t say anything until I actually speak to them, and get to know everything. Which I plan to soon do, a few weeks maybe?
“I don’t know, not really.’’ I reply, my voice soft as I try to avoid letting this man hear anything I’m saying, I just don’t like people in my business you know.
“Don’t be. I think.. this will help you a lot, you know with the depression and all that. I really think this will brighten you up. I bet having a sister is going to be fun.’’ She says, sending me a bright smile as she looks over.
I meet her gaze and smile back, can’t stop myself. She’s just a pleasant person and her smile lights me up – makes me feel like I have a friend, I’m glad to have her as a friend for sure.
“What has.. Harry said?’’ She asks curiously, looking down at her lap, her fingernails picking at the maroon polish.
“Not much, but enough. He thinks I should do it, so I am.’’ I tell her, my mind automatically thinking of Harry. Everything from his eyes to the sound of his huffs fill my mind, once I say something about him he’s all I can think of. I completely love that too, probably more than I should though.   Sorry for the short chapter.
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