My heart is yours

Chapter 5: Broken heart

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She was there, her hair flying slightly as the sun was setting, making her beautiful blonde hair mix with the red and orange of the sunset, Emily watched her beloved who was lying on top of her body, the two of them lying under a lawn and hugged probably enjoying the end of the day with a picnic, her hands were lost trying to make her Jennifer's hair tidy while she saw Jennifer's eyes shining at her.

"Emily, I love you"

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Emily opened her eyes as she sat up in bed the night is ending and the day is beginning, if she looked at the alarm clock she would see that it's only 4:00 am but she didn't look at the alarm clock, she looked at her hands, the her hands were sweaty, she's sweaty and she's sweaty because tonight Jennifer was in her dreams...was in her dreams saying to her that she love her, Jennifer saying "I love you" to Emily in her dreams and now Emily is angry with herself.

— I hate wine!

After seeing Jennifer and Will kissing, She drove to a supermarket and bought two bottles of wine, after this she drove to her house and drink a lot at her couch, where she also cried a lot while watching the fucking romantic movie Penelope had given her for Valentine's Day, she remembered how Penelope happily walked around the office giving gifts. But then Emily drank herself to death with her work clothes on the bed without even bothering to wear pajamas, but between troubled dreams she appeared, in a garden of a house with a sweet smile saying "I love you" to Emily the way she imagined in the last few days. And now she woke up in a sweat and wanted to beat herself up for being so vulnerable because of love, because of the fucking crush she was feeling for JJ.

— FUCK!

She punched her pillow scaring Sergio who got out of bed and left the room while Emily got up and went to the bathroom, that's what she was going to do, a cold shower, an aspirin and then she was going to the gym to train until she couldn't feel anymore your hand. At six o'clock in the morning Emily was punching the punching bag hard, her hand was hurting but she wouldn't stop with the punching sequences, her forehead covered in sweat with her bangs plastered to her face as she felt the adrenaline surge through her body until that an unprepared blow to her heel sent her crashing to the ground.

— Good morning hottie!

Emily looked at Elle who gave a playful smile as she looked at her, Emily cursed her under her breath before taking the hand that Elle held out for her, so Emily stood up with Elle's help and gave her a slight push. If Emily had been a little more attentive, before Elle could kick her she would have already punched her in the face which would probably be why they were never friends again.

— I could have hurt myself!

— Of course not, you're like a wall, babe!

Emily pursed her lips and turned back to punch the punching bag several times as Elle started to walk behind her, she knew her friend well and knew that going to training early on a Saturday morning was not part of Emily's routine. Her friend's weekend routine was always to stay home with Sergio, go out for coffee with her and Reid, and maybe call Garcia so they could buy some pairs of boots or cargo pants together.

— What happened?

— Nothing!

Emily clenched her fist tightly and landed a hard punch on the boxing bag, letting out a small curse for the pain she felt in her hand. Elle touched her shoulder to encourage her to stop.

— How about we go running on the treadmill and then you buy me a coffee?

Emily looked at her hands seeing a small stain of blood crossing the bands that covered her and then decided that it was better to listen to Elle, she agreed and undid the bands putting a small bandage on top of the cut and then the two in silence began to they ran on the treadmill for about half an hour. After the silent walk to the locker room so Emily could bandage her hands better and Elle could fix her hair, the two of them walked out onto the street to walk to the coffee shop two blocks away.