Broken Heart (The Broken Heart Series Book 1)

by Angel Rose

  felt so good to let those words roll off of my tongue. I clenched my hands together, and I began to sweat a little.

  “I see, are you feeling okay? I mean, was it recent?” she asked as her eyes saddened as she looked into mine.

  “It was…but I’ve healed. Michael didn’t know I was pregnant, or that I had decided to terminate, but then, I had no choice to tell him when I started to bleed and ended up in the hospital.” I glanced

  away from her, my eyes welling up with tears. It was the hardest thing to say, and the guilt consumed me.

  “Jenesis, how have you been able to face him knowing that you lied to him?” she asked seriously.

  “I…I just had to move on. I didn’t want to ruin our relationship.” I crossed my legs as I began to feel uncomfortable.

  “I see. I’m sorry for what you went through. I definitely cannot judge you. You had your reasons for wanting to terminate this pregnancy, but I guess mother- nature stepped in. What you’re feeling

  is normal and moving on is the right attitude to have, but didn’t he have a right to know? He was the father?” She stood up and walked towards the window, tapping her pen against her clipboard.

  “I was raped,” she whispered, “so I was told, I had an abortion, but I regret it every day of my life. The person who raped me was my stepbrother, and I was in love with him, like no other. I say he

  raped me because that’s what my mother said. I was madly in love with him, but I was underage. I was fourteen, and he was seventeen. I became a psychiatrist to work with people who have to

  deal with pain and the memories that possess them. I know I shouldn’t have told you that, but I wanted you to know that I married my stepbrother and we are very happily married, but I never

  had any kids, because I’m afraid...of being punished. He never knew I had an abortion and if he ever found out, it would kill him. I guess I need a psychiatrist myself.”

  I stood glued to the sofa as the words Dr. Logan said made me more confused than I already was. My heart was heavy. This was completely unexpected and I didn’t know how to respond. “In other words, I guess he didn’t have to know. I guess it’s true what they say, ‘What you don’t know won’t

  hurt you.’ Forgive me, Jenesis, this was just the perfect opportunity to show you that you’re not alone and you’re not the only woman in the world who’s thought of having an abortion. It doesn’t

  make you a bad person. It’s easy to beat yourself up and punish yourself every day for what was about to happen, but as you could see, it’s not worth it and anyway, nature took its course. Maybe

  you weren’t supposed to have a child right now. Maybe you were right. You can have other children with your future husband and make the best out of your life and his.” She sat on her leather

  chair and leaned her head against it. She seemed exhausted, more exhausted than I was. I felt sorry for her and what she said made sense.

  “I’m sorry.” That’s all I could say. I didn’t know what else to say, she caught me off guard.

  “Same time next week?” she said softly.

  “Yes, thank you.” I stood up, walked towards her, and hugged her tightly. I was happy that I didn’t cry. I was tired of crying all of the time and this session proved that it was time to move on.

  I walked out and of her office and hailed a cab home. I sent Michael a text.

  Hey, just got out of my session. It went well. I love you. See you at home.

  J

  In court. We’ll talk later. xoxo

  Michael

  After court, Michael called and asked me to meet him at the restaurant that we had met Eddie and Tilly before. He asked me to wear a cocktail dress. I picked out my favorite tight-laced black mini

  dress and black and gold stiletto heels. It was the only thing I owned that came close to a cocktail dress. I was putting on my heels when I heard a faint knock at the door.

  “Who is it?” I asked, but no one answered. I opened the door slowly and an older gentleman was standing there holding a batch of white orchids in his hand and an envelope.

  “Miss, are you ready?” He handed me the orchids and the envelope as I stood there smiling.

  “Can I help you?” I asked suspiciously.

  “Yes, Mr. Hunter asked me to pick you up,” he said happily.

  “Oh, I see. Can you excuse me for a moment?” I closed the door slowly and locked it, then grabbed my cell phone and dialed Michael’s number.

  “Michael?” I whispered.

  “Baby, are you ready?” he said happily.

  “What’s going on? Did you send someone for me? I didn’t want to take any chances,” I said nervously.

  “Yeah, baby…I wanted to surprise you. It’s okay,” he said reassuringly.

  “Okay.” I hung up with Michael then I opened the door again.

  “Gather your things, miss?” he said smiling at me.

  “Okay…thank you.” I turned around and grabbed my purse and my coat. I turned off the lights and walked towards the door. “Let’s go,” I said softly. I walked down the stairs carefully as he held my hand. He led me to the car and opened the passenger door for me. “Thank you.” The car

  smelled like Michael, as if he sprayed his favorite cologne all over, and as I inhaled deeply, it brought a soft smile to my face. I slipped the note from the envelope and it read:

  I've waited a long time, Jenesis,

  I’ve never met anyone like you.

  You’ve changed my life, you’ve made me whole again.

  I didn’t think it was possible.

  I’ve been waiting for you, I love you, Jenesis.

  Ask the driver to play the cd for you.

  Michael

  A warm, gentle smile reached my lips as I looked around for the CD. It was placed beside me on the seat tied in a white silk ribbon. Just untying the white ribbon felt sensual, and my heartbeat increased as I thought about

  Michael and the words that were written on the note. The CD said Foreigner, and the song, I’ve Been Waiting for a Girl Like You was highlighted. I handed it to the driver. “Can you play this please?” I asked.

  “Yes, Miss.” he answered politely.

  I listened to the song as it played in the surround system of the car. The beat of the music slowly soothing my ears as the words made me crave Michael’s touch and I wanted him to be here with

  me, holding me, kissing me, inside of me. Every word in that song made my heart race because I knew exactly how he felt because that’s the way I felt, too. The driver pulled up in front of the

  restaurant and to my surprise Dave was standing in the front. I was about to step out of the car and then remembered to ask the driver for the CD.

  “The CD, please,” I said.

  “Yes, miss,” he uttered.

  He pushed the button, and the CD was released. I smiled in anticipation just to hold it but not as much as I wanted to hold Michael. The driver stepped out of the car and then walked around to

  open my door. He extended his hand, and I grabbed on tightly, holding the white orchids in one hand and the CD in the other.

  “Jen, oh my God…you look beautiful.” Dave walked over, and he kissed me on the cheek as I tried to look over his shoulder to look for Michael.

  Dave turned his head as he saw Eddie and Tilly stepping out of their cab.

  “I’m here! Congratulations, bro!” Eddie shouted. I turned around to see Michael standing near Margaret. He was wearing a black suit and a light wine colored shirt with a black silk tie. My

  God…he looked so beautiful he took my breath away. His tall stature and his broad shoulders made that black suit look like they sewed it right on him. His blue-green eyes twinkling, waiting

  for me to run into his arms and that’s exactly what I did. He held out his arms, and I ran as quickly as I could without falling with my stiletto heels. He held me close to his chest and I could hear his

  heart beating against it. The sound of his heart against
my ear made me melt inside, and I squeezed him tighter. I didn’t want to let him go.

  “I love you,” he whispered into my hair.

  “I love you, more,” I whispered back into his chest. I stepped back and placed a gentle kiss on his lips and met his eyes. His eyes said it all, and I inhaled him, every part of him, his eyes, his scent, his kiss, and most of all his love. I was startled when Eddie came running towards Michael.

  “You look kind of sexy in that suit, come here and give me a kiss!” he said as he grabbed Michael by the neck. Michael grabbed his arms and lifted him up off the sidewalk and then dropped him to his feet. Eddie turned and faced Dave.

  “Dave, it’s nice to see you again.” His face was expressionless, and he didn’t even crack a smile.

  “How are you Eddie? Tilly?” Dave said politely. He looked over at Tilly and waved his hand at her, turned and placed his arm around Margaret and walked towards the restaurant.

  Michael and Eddie walked together as I walked with Tilly and Margaret.

  “I’m so proud of Michael.” Margaret wrapped her arm around my shoulder. “What’s going on?” I asked, still wondering why I got the royal treatment, the flowers and the CD.

  “Michael’s firm just got highly recognized for that high profile case, you know the one with the millionaire who’s being accused of killing more than fifteen women; the alleged serial killer Marquis or something like that.

  Dave keeps trying to get him, you know. Dave’s trying to bring up some new charges against him, so Marquis hired three more lawyers from

  Michael’s firm to make sure he gets off on everything. He’s getting paid a shit load of money,” Margaret whispered.

  My mouth fell open. I thought we were celebrating us. He was celebrating himself and his firm. I was a little disappointed, but I think if he wanted to celebrate his success with me, us, I was more than flattered, and this was the perfect way to do it.

  “By the way, how are you feeling?” Tilly whispered as she looked at our men walking in front of us.

  “Much better, thank you, my therapy session went very well,” I whispered. “That’s good. I’m so happy for him and you. I’m glad you guys were able to look past this. This could’ve been a hundred times worse.” Margaret squeezed my hand.

  “You’re right…it could’ve. Thank God that it wasn’t.” I said with relief.

  We all sat together as Michael’s blue-green eyes glowed in the candlelight. Oh, how I loved him. I was so happy that we were all together. I had missed those times sitting together and spending

  time as a family. Even though they were rare, almost non-existent in our house, when we had that one moment, it meant the world to me. I miss you, mom…I miss you.

  Dave and Michael sat together talking about the new case, smiling, throwing daggers at each other once in a while, but laughing and drinking.

  It was amicable, and that’s all I ever wanted. I felt overcome with emotion watching them sit and talk like that, and then laughing; that was just too much for me. I got up and walked over to the restroom. I needed to swallow the lump in my throat I didn’t want to ruin the night by crying.

  Didn’t I learn anything from that session with Dr. Logan today? Margaret walked in after me.

  “What’s wrong?” she said as she looked at herself in the mirror fixing her hair and sliding her hands underneath her breasts to lift them.

  “Nothing, I’m just so happy that Dave and Michael are on friendly terms. It touched my heart.” I wiped my tears with a tissue.

  “Me, too. Let’s go back before they get suspicious,” she said anxiously.

  “Margaret…do you think I’m a monster?” I stared at her, placing my arms at my side, devastated. My head lowered in shame.

  “Jenesis, for God’s sake. You. Are. Not. The only one who made that decision. You were early in your pregnancy. Besides, you didn’t even go through with it. It’s over. You will have another child with Michael and he will love you more than you’ll ever know. Don’t beat yourself up, please.

  I’m here if you need me, always.”

  I really wanted Michael and Dave to work on their relationship. I wanted them to be more than friends because technically, Dave and Michael were the only family I had and Dr. Joe, of course.

  Margaret and I walked back to the table and sat together gawking at Tilly and Eddie while they were going at it in a lover’s quarrel.

  “You know they’ll make up in about five minutes and will be sticking their tongues down each other’s throats, right?” Margaret laughed as she rolled her eyes in her head.

  “I’m sure,” I said, smiling at Michael.

  Michael stared at me with those beautiful eyes. I knew he wanted to come closer almost as badly as I wanted it. He extended his hand out to me as he continued to talk with Dave. I got up slowly

  and sat on his lap. He smiled then lifted my hair and kissed the back of my neck. He sent shivers down my spine and a tingle between my legs.

  “Sit still…I’m trying to control the urge that wants to grow in my pants,” he whispered in my ear.

  “You’re so bad…I love you,” I whispered back as I slid my ass across his lap and laughed. “I’d like to make a toast,” I stood up, “to the most successful lawyer in New York…and to the man of

  my dreams…I love you…may you win this case and show them what you’re made of!” We all held up our glasses and cheered for Michael. Dave gawked at Tilly, while Michael was calling the

  waiter and Eddie was staring Dave down. I could feel the tension between Dave and Eddie and I quickly broke up the party before things started to heat up.

  “Michael, I think it’s time to leave. We can have our own party at home.

  Let’s go,” I whispered in his ear.

  “Got it. Guys, time to leave. Thanks for the celebration. Now it’s time to celebrate alone with the love of my life.” He laughed and then waived again as the waiter was approaching the table.

  The waiter came with the bill and Dave snatched it out of his hand.

  “I got this, Michael. Congratulations, we’ll see you at brunch,” he said opening up his wallet and pulling out some money. “Tilly, please join us on Sunday. It’s been great seeing you there these

  past couple of Sundays,” he said as he walked over to kiss her on the cheek. Eddie stepped in front of him and blocked his lips from reaching her cheek.

  “We don’t know if we can make it, but we’ll try,” Eddie said emphasizing the we as he smirked at Dave. Tilly felt embarrassed and walked away from Eddie. I followed her outside of the restaurant.

  “Tilly, what’s going on?” I asked.

  “Have you seen the way Dave’s been after me all night? This is because of Eddie cheating with that woman Cassandra. Dave used to date Cassandra, and Eddie took her away from him. Now

  Dave thinks he can do the same, treat me like a piece of meat.” She started to cry and placed her hands over her face.

  “There’s no way Dave is doing that; you’re wrong Tilly,” I stressed. I was tense and stared at her with my arms crossed against my chest in disbelief.

  “That whore ruined my relationship with Eddie! If I would have known Dave was going to act like this, I would have never come! Never!” she shouted. Her hands were trembling, and she looked like she was going to explode.

  “Let’s go baby, before I knock the shit out of that creep!” Eddie grabbed Tilly by the hand and walked away from me. My eyes glanced back and forth from Eddie to Dave, then Tilly. I knew something was coming because I knew Dave couldn’t control his mouth.

  “See you soon,” Dave said with a smirk as he walked towards us.

  “What’s your problem man? Just because I fucked that cheap, piece of shit of a whore you called your girlfriend, you think you could try to seduce mine? Is that it? Are you still mad she wanted a real man to fuck her instead of you!” he barked at Dave.

  “You cheated on your girl, and you did fuck that worthless whore, and your girlfriend found o
ut, and she still took you back. Who’s the real piece of shit, Eddie, Cassandra or her?” he said calmly, and that’s when shit hit the fan. Eddie pulled back his arm and swung at Dave, but before he knew

  it, he was on the sidewalk flat on his back. Dave punched him so hard in the face; he didn’t even know what hit him.

  “Jesus Christ, Dave! No!” I yelled. Michael came running out of the restaurant and Margaret followed.

  “Dave what have you done?” Margaret cried.

  “Oh, shut up! Margaret, let’s go!” He shook his head and stared at his knuckles that were red and bruised. He laughed it off and motioned to Margaret to follow him.

  I was stunned when he told Margaret to shut up. He’s never been disrespectful to her in front of me. Dave’s behavior is totally out of control. I mean I knew he would hit Eddie sooner or later, but this was too much. Michael looked at me and then at Margaret.

  “Margaret, we’ll take you home” Michael grabbed my hand and I grabbed Margaret’s.

  “Oh that’s great. Jen, really? Where the fuck do you think you’re going

  Margaret?” Dave said as he glared at us as we walked away, puffing his chest, his anger escalating.

  “Dave, I’ll see you later,” I said softly. I felt terrible for Dave, but at that point, it was the right thing to do. We walked over to Tilly and Eddie. Michael placed his arm around Eddie and Margaret and I tried to comfort Tilly who was a mess.

  “I can’t believe this happened. For fuck’s sake, Eddie! You let Dave sucker punch you, and you know what? You deserved it! That’s what you get for cheating on me you, bastard!” Tilly smacked

  Eddie across the face so hard you could hear the pang from a block away. I gasped at her reaction and the three of us stood there with our mouths opened. I could hear Dave cackling behind me.

  “What the fuck is going on here?” Eddie shouted as he held his freshly smacked cheek with his hand. Blood was still spilling from his nose from

  Dave’s power punch.

  “Tilly come on, you can both stay at the loft with us,” I said hugging Tilly.