Broken Hearts
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The jukebox whispered out a gentle melody as Heidi shuffled around the room, wiping up tables and stacking chairs. She didn’t make much money waitressing, but she needed all she could get. She had just finished a double shift and her bones ached with weariness by the time she was done.
Four years. Four years of doing the same dead-end job, scrimping and saving and still never having enough. It had been two years ago that she finally realized that she couldn’t keep going on like this, so she started going to night school, trying to get an associates degree.
‘Goodbye,’ she said with a friendly nod at her coworker. As she opened the door, all she wanted to do was go home and go to bed, but knew that she still had studying to do for her final tomorrow.
She pulled out her keys and made her way to her car. It was a warm night, the air fragrant and the darkness inviting. Heidi remembered a time when she would have luxuriated in this kind of night, laying in the grass outside until she would fall asleep, right under the stars.
Reaching her car, she closed her eyes for a moment and breathed in deeply.
‘Heidi.’
Startled, she was alert in an instant and looking around for the source of the voice. She saw his car before she saw him, one of those little sporty numbers, it was expensive and sophisticated. The man to go with it matched completely. His casual tee-shirt and jeans gave a laid back impression, but it was all too obvious that they were well made and costly. Here was a man who had done well for himself.
It took Heidi a minute to realize who it was, and when she did, she didn’t know what to say. He had gone off to college right after graduation, but she knew that he must come home for holidays and such. She had often thought about seeing him on the street, just strolling along, or perhaps at the movies or the grocery store. She had long ago stopped expecting this, however.
‘Do you remember me?’ Jake asked, as if they were old friends or something.
Heidi nodded. He looked exactly the same, only a little older.
‘How have you been?’
‘What are you doing here?’ Heidi snapped out. She had gotten over her shock, and now felt an overwhelming anger.
‘I—’ He trailed off, and Heidi thought he wasn’t going to say anything else, but then he added abruptly. ‘I came to say I was sorry.’
Heidi snorted. ‘Well thanks, that means a lot,’ she said sarcastically, and moved to unlock her car door. Jake was beside her in an instant, blocking her from getting in her car.
‘Get out of my way.’
‘Heidi,’ his voice sounded like a plea, but he didn’t move.
‘What are you going to do?’ her voice was venomous, ‘Force me to a motel?’
‘I said I was sorry,’ he accused, as though by saying those two little words everything was okay and she should just forgive him.
‘You’ve said what you’ve come to say, now get out of my way,’ she said, pushing him aside and turning her key in her car door.
‘Stop and talk to me a minute.’
‘What? What do you want from me?’ she demanded, turning to look him square in the eye.
‘I want you to forgive me.’
‘It’s not that simple Jake,’ she spat his name out like a dirty word ‘You can’t just come find me four years after the fact, and say your sorry. You expect me to forgive you to clear your conscience, and you can continue you on with your charmed little life. Well I don’t forgive you. Now get out of my way,’ she said after he stepped back between her and her car door.
‘Fine, it was unfair of me to ask you to forgive me. Heidi,’ he said desperately, ‘At least talk to me for a minute. Let me buy you a drink.’
Heidi looked at him incredulously. ‘Now why would I want to do that?’
‘Maybe there’s something you want to say to me? Get some sort of closure?’ he said hopefully.
Heidi stared at him. She did need closure, but she didn’t think that talking to him would bring it, in fact just seeing him brought to the surface emotions and memories that she had been able to bury. Still, it couldn’t hurt to talk to him for a minute.
‘Fine,’ she said, turning around and walking into the diner she had just left. She didn’t turn around, but she could hear him following her.
Fran, the other waitress working that night gave her a quizzical look as she was just opening the door to leave for the night.
‘We’re just going to sit down for a minute,’ Heidi gestured to Jake. ‘I’ll lock up when we leave.’
Fran looked at Jake then gave Heidi a knowing smile, ‘Okay,’ she said in a singsong voice ‘Goodnight.’
Heidi gave an inward groan at what she knew the other woman was thinking. At least she didn’t ask any nosy questions, though Heidi supposed she would be getting them the next day.
She flicked on the light and slid into the nearest booth, Jake sat down opposite her.
‘Okay, what do you want to say?’
He took a deep breath, leaned forward then sat back again. ‘Heidi,’ he said, lacing in fingers and placing them on the table. Heidi hated the way he kept saying her name.
‘I want to explain. I’m not trying to condone what I did, but I just want you to know that I’m different now. God, I was so young and arrogant. I thought that every girl would want to get with me. I know that my apology isn’t worth much now, but for what it is worth, I’ve felt guilty for it every day since.’
Heidi found that hard to believe. ‘Why now? Why did it take you four years to come say something to me?’ She tried hard to keep her voice calm, not wanting him to know how much this conversation was affecting her.
‘I tried to before. I’ve written you letters that I’ve never sent. I’ve come as far as your front door, but never had the courage to knock.’
Heidi stared over at him. He was so perfect. She remembered when she used to hate him for being perfect, for having the perfect life. She had resented him and everyone like him. In a way she still did.
She wanted to punish him, to tell him how much she hated him still, but what was the point? It wouldn’t make her feel better, not in the long run.
‘I forgive you,’ she said. They sat there for a moment or so in silence. Heidi stood up and walked to the door.
Jake just sat and watched her, ‘I have to close up now,’ she finally said when he still didn’t move.
‘That’s it?’ he asked.
‘What else is there?’
Jake stood up and walked over to her, about to leave through the glass door, but then something stopped him. He abruptly turned around and opened his mouth, then seemed to make a decision.
‘When I think about that night, I don’t just feel guilt. I remember how beautiful you were, how innocent,’ he was standing so close that she could feel his breath, he cupped her soft, wispy hair.
Then all of a sudden he was kissing her. And she was letting him. He wrapped his arms around her petite frame, and she stood on tiptoe to better reach his searching mouth.
The kiss was gentle and soft, but intense all the same. Jake pulled back and gazed down at her flushed face.
‘Come home with me tonight,’ he asked, stroking her hair.
That seemed to wake Heidi up from a trance. She pushed him away from her. ‘No!’ she said, shoving him out the door so she could lock it shut.
‘Why?’ he said confused, after the way she had just responded to his kiss.
‘I have to go home,’ she said, walking back to her car.
‘You don’t have to,’ he followed her.
‘I have to go home now!’ she said sternly, opening the car door and slipping in without looking at him again.
‘Can I see you again?’ he asked through her rolled down window as she started the engine.
‘I don’t think that will be a good idea,’ she said as she pulled away. Jake stood staring after her, and Heidi watched his figure in the rear view mirror until she turned the corner.
She wasn
‘t quite sure how she felt about tonight. Why hadn’t she said something more? There was so much that she should have told him, but found that she just couldn’t. Now she would never see him again, her chance was gone.
‘Sorry I’m late,’ she said as she opened the door to her apartment.
‘Hardly late at all,’ her neighbor Ben said with a kindly smile as he stood up from the couch and walked over to greet her at the door.
‘How was he?’
‘An angel. He’s in bed now.’ He said as he made his way to the door. ‘I have to get going, an early day tomorrow.’
Heidi felt guilty. Her babysitter had cancelled at the last minute, so she had been forced to ask Ben to come over. He was such a nice guy, she knew he would do it all the time if she only asked him, but she also knew how busy he was and didn’t want to bother him too much.
‘Thank you so much,’ she said sincerely.
‘Not a problem,’ he said as he exited the room, ‘See you later,’ he closed the door behind him.
Heidi set down her bag and walked over to her son’s room. Opening the door she peeked through the crack just until she saw his little blonde head lying peacefully on his pillow.
Quietly closing the door, she walked back to the living room. She really needed to study, but she just couldn’t keep her mind on her work.
***
Heidi and Fran stood close together by the coffee pot, talking quietly. Fran had pulled her over there the first chance she got, and Heidi simply let her, knew that she couldn’t get out of the interrogation that was coming.
‘So?’ Fran said expectantly, ‘Who was that last night?’
Heidi took a deep breath and raised her eyebrows as though to say ‘Do you really want to know?’
Fran nudged her impatiently.
‘That was Fitz’s father.’
‘What?’ Fran almost shouted, and Heidi glanced around the room to see if anyone had heard then lowered her voice.
‘That was Fitzroy’s father.’
‘I heard you the first time,’ Fran said impatiently, then after a moment, ‘That son of a bitch.’
‘What makes you say that?’ Heidi asked surprised, she had never mentioned anything of Fitz’s father before.
‘He thinks he can just walk into your life whenever he wants to? What did he want? Did he want to see Fitz?’
‘No—’ Heidi said hesitantly.
‘That bastard!’ Fran spat out. ‘And you don’t need to tell me he doesn’t pay child support, I know how much you struggle.’ Fran was shaking her head with furry now.
‘Fran, I’m afraid that it’s really not his fault,’ Heidi spoke quietly, knowing that Fran’s anger would soon be directed at her.
‘How can you say that?’ Fran asked gently, placing a comforting hand on Heidi’s shoulder, ‘You didn’t do anything wrong.’
Heidi felt guilty at her friend’s automatic loyalty.
‘He doesn’t even know that Fitz exists.’
Fran didn’t seem to hear her for a second. Her mouth had opened to deny whatever self-condemnation Heidi had been about to say, and to comfort her. She stopped in her tracks, however.
‘What do you mean he doesn’t know Fitz exists?’
‘I mean I never told him he had a son.’
‘Heidi! Why?’ Fran groaned out.
Heidi couldn’t meet Fran’s questioning eyes. She didn’t know what to tell her. ‘I-I. We weren’t dating or anything when it happened, he went to college and I got pregnant. I didn’t even know him—he wasn’t part of my life.’
‘You have to tell him,’ Fran whispered vehemently, ‘Heidi, he deserves to know he has a son, and once more, he can help pay for the things Fitz needs.’
‘No!’ Heidi said desperately, ‘What if he tries to take him away?’ Heidi couldn’t stop the tears from falling down her cheeks now.
‘Oh Heidi,’ Fran grabbed her and held her comfortingly in her arms.
‘It’s too late now anyway. I sent him away yesterday.’
Fran pushed her away slightly and wiped the tears off her face. ‘You should go home, you’ve had a long day. Oh, I haven’t even asked you how your test went?’
Heidi let out a little laugh, ‘I think I did pretty well.’
‘Good, good,’ Fran said gently, ‘Now go home and get some rest. I’ll cover your shift.’
Heidi gave her a hug and left the building. She smiled at Fran’s mothering ways, so unlike her real mother.
Heidi did rest when she got home. She was asleep the instant her head hit her pillow.
A loud knocking came on her door.
Heidi groggily sat up and wondered who it could be. Probably Ben, she thought. She opened the door.
Jake. He was just turning to leave by the time she got to the door, and he turned back to face her.
‘I didn’t think you’d be home,’ was all he said.
‘What are you doing here?’ Heidi asked, careful to keep her body positioned between his eye line and the room behind her. She wasn’t sure if any of Fitz’s toys were still lying around the room.
‘I came to see you.’
Heidi didn’t know what to say. She thought that he would be gone forever after last night, yet here he stood, in her doorway.
‘I wanted to see you,’ a long pause, ‘Come have dinner with me tonight.’
‘You want us to be friends?’ Heidi questioned him.
‘No. Yes. I don’t know.’ He seemed different from the Jake she remembered. This Jake was unsure of himself, and careful.
Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the yellow bus pull onto her street through the window. Glancing quickly at the clock, she realized that Fitz was coming home from kindergarten.
‘Okay,’ Heidi rushed out.
‘Okay?’
‘Yes, we can have dinner tonight. Now please leave.’ She pushed him out of her doorway, following him and closing her door behind him.
‘Are you going somewhere?’ he asked her curiously.
‘Yes, and I’m in a hurry. Just meet me back here at seven.’ She pushed him into the elevator.
‘Aren’t you coming?’
‘No, I’m going to take the stairs.’
The elevator door closed, and Heidi ran down the staircase. The bus was just pulling up in front of her building when she got outside.
Fitz was jumping happily out of the bus, just as she saw Jake’s car pulling out of the parking garage.
‘Come on sweetie,’ she urged her son, picking him up and rushing back toward the building, hoping that Jake wouldn’t see her.
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InterracialDISCLAIMER:- The following text is sexually explicit and contains depictions of sexual acts that have been classified by the surgeon general as potentially dangerous and unhealthy. You must be a broad minded adult to read the text, and you must not make this text available to minors or to any person who does not wish to view it. Unprotected sexual relations with unknown partners is hazardous and we urge the use of condoms and safe sex at all times. Broken Fantasy (M/F, Intr, Cuck, Voyeur, Anal,...
InterracialStella Bordon sat a her desk and reviewed the testimony in a divorce proceeding that her client was involved in. "Geesh," she thought to herself, "this guy is lying through his teeth, Edie is right, he is hiding assets some place!" For the next ten minutes she poured over the deposition of Edie's husband, and all at once a light bulb went off in her head, and she spun around in her desk and reached for a law book on the top shelf of her book case. As she stretched up to retrieve it, snap, her...
EroticThis story was previously posted on this site. The text below has been re-edited. *** ‘You’re a heartless bitch,’ he shouted as he stuffed his male parts into the jeans he had just snatched on over his legs. He yanked the fly closed and grabbed his T-shirt off the floor. Cramming his arms into the sleeves, he yanked it over his head, dragging it down to cover his torso. ‘They’re right about you. You’re the queen of glaciers.’ He dropped into a chair and pulled his shoes onto his feet without...
A widower is seduced by his teenage daughter. (M/f-teen, ped, inc, exh, 1st, oral, mast, anal, rom)***I guess it was all my fault. My wife walked out on my daughter and me, four years ago. Kasey was only ten at the time. My Ex had found a new life and one day when we got home she was gone. A note that didn’t say enough was on the kitchen table. My daughter took it very hard. Me, I never saw it coming.When my wife first left, our daughter was so upset she got in the habit of climbing into bed...
Author: Slaveboyusa Please send comments to: [email protected] Title: Thief of Hearts Summary: At age 38, Tina Harlot is ready to settle down. But, what you don’t know about her is that she is an international jewel thief. She has stolen priceless diamonds from all over the world. But, she has not captured the most valuable jewel of all, the human heart. Tonight, Tina does her final job. It is 6pm on a December night and Tina Harlot is perched on the roof a Central City bank. There...
Muemen opened his eyes and lay enjoying the familiar and constant roll of the sea. The hazy gray light of early dawn seeped into his dark cabin through the cracks and edges of the door and thin brown curtains of the lone, paneless window. He rolled from his hammock and stretched his stiff muscles, scrounged through his bare pantry for a quick breakfast of blue tubers and a few sardines, and sat himself at his small table before the window. He peeked outside as he ate, the sun had not yet broken...
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Beneath me I could feel her. Her breath such a silk as it caressed my neck, the tender kisses falling from our lips to meet each other’s bodies, our necks. She paid close attention to there, just gently letting her kisses touch against my skin and running them up and down my neck. Then she turned her attention up to my face, the kisses, so sweet, connecting with my cheek and meeting my lips in the softest of ways felt like a bliss that shouldn’t ever end. Our lips parted and she entered me with...
It was not too far from the middle of nowhere. I stood beside the rented truck, arms folded protectively against the wind, eyes searching the landscape for any sign of life. North, south, nothing but pale, dead fields. East, west, only a slim gray road. Both views for as far as the eye could see. ‘Well, Sanvalle is about ten miles west.’ I turned quickly to face the only other soul on this desolate patch of land, and the only person I’d spoken to in over eight hours. ‘Straight down this road,’...
In this segment, Mayor Meg helps Gina, (an innocent girl, accused of sluttiness, who had been framed by an actual slutty bitch) escape from prison. There have been many times in my life, when I found myself dreaming of a world without bitches. Then one night, I woke up from one of those dreams, and had an epiphany. I sat up in bed, and an invisible light bulb, as bright as a helicopter search light went off above my head. ‘What if all the raving bitches could all be contained in one place?’ I...
It's pretty gimmicky sounding, you conclude as you step into the store, immediately bomboarded by an onslaught of business talk, high tech mumbo jumbo, and an almost too good looking saleswoman with words emitting from her mouth like shots off a sling. And yeah, that's true. It is pretty sketchy--the idea, at least. (and they could go with friendlier sales associates...) But being one of a select few to have received an exclusive offer to test one of these babies out for the low low price of...
Marcus Lionheart, a sorcerer from the village of Redwood, was lounging on the ground next to Crystal Lake. He yawned as he thought about all the hardships his party had experienced so far. They had risked their lives (most of them had almost died), fought hoards of monsters, solved masterful traps, and even killed a Lich. And for what? Some mythical item that might not even existed. The idea of even seeing the magic device was enough to cause the young mage to laugh out loud. The device in...
DRAGONHEARTINTRODUCTIONBY IKEMANUnlike many of my stories, this is a stand-alone, single, long chapter story. This is a fantasy story with sex but has large portions that is story-telling. I would appreciate not having it rated negatively simply because of the amount of sex having given this warning ahead of the story. I do hope you will enjoy it as a story, though.This story takes place in a mythical time and place. Mankind is the same as mankind seems to have always been. Mythology, beliefs,...
Redenhart The music throbbed around them. Ray was in a daze. The heavy bass had numbed his senses and unconsciously he moved through the crowd, more a part of the aimless crowd than his own self. Was it the alcohol that had killed his senses or was it the atmosphere of the nightclub. She moved behind like an animal stalking its prey. She knew what she wanted and how to get it. She closed behind Ray weaving her magic; even so nothing about this encounter would be memorable to the...
In this segment, Mayor Meg helps Gina, (an innocent girl, accused of sluttiness, who had been framed by an actual slutty bitch) escape from prison. There have been many times in my life, when I found myself dreaming of a world without bitches. Then one night, I woke up from one of those dreams, and had an epiphany. I sat up in bed, and an invisible light bulb, as bright as a helicopter search light went off above my head. "What if all the raving bitches could all be contained in one place?" I...
LesbianBlackheart by captv8td [email protected] 1 – BedeviledShe leaned out over the edge of the ship and drank in the salt air as the breeze tousled her hair. Her jet black mane flowed and ebbed with the air currents and stray tendrils of her hair whipped at her face. She took in a deep breath. It had been a long day.The Bedeviled was at anchor now. She and her officers had seen to the securing of the ship for the night. Now the duty watch was doing what duty watches do and the rest...
Categories: MC, FF+, modification, reluctant.????????? ****????????? Note_1: The below story contains adult material. Do not continue reading if you are under age 18 or are offended by such material, this is a pure fantasy. All the other characters are pure fiction.Note_2: the story is based on Unseen_Unread picture story that can be found here.Note_3: Darkheart, shockwave and Lady Psy are used with the artist's permission.????????? ****????????? Chapter 1: fun and games.Michelle...
Well it starts off with me going to a "theater" with a friend...a XXX theater. When we arrive there are 4 or 5 other guys in there, but no other women or couples. Most are watching the movie and most were stroking their cocks.My friend, Mark, starts kissing me and slides his hand inside my top. Mark cups my breasts and starts pinching my nipples. I pull my bra and top down for his better access, completely revealing my breasts. I reach over and unzip his pants, and pull his stiffening cock out...
It was the dream that she loved and hated; her greatest fantasy that would never come true. Yunami was stretched out on the bed, naked beneath the sheet pulled up just above her breasts. Her auburn hair was scattered around her head on the sumptuous pillows like a halo. The sheer curtains hanging around the bed allowed her to see the rest of the room but hid her from the eyes of her approaching lover. She watched as Daeghen walked towards the foot of the bed. He was naked, his body sculpted...