Laws of Attraction - Outlawqueen

A normal morning

Divorces had always been a delicate issue.
Regina Mills, an eminently respected lawyer in New York, dealt with them every day. It was her job and she loved it. It was not true that she destroyed marriages. She helped people, who destroyed their marriage by themselves. She helped them to make the most of the situation.
With one hand she tried to toss the pancake, which sizzled in the frying pan. The smell of fresh coffee and dough filled in the whole room.
"Smells delicious" her son said. His head appeared contiguous to hers while he virtually inhaled the scent of breakfast.
"Somebody is hungry" she commented his reaction and an amused smile appeared on her face. Henry was fifteen and always hungry. Maybe she could blame puberty for spending most of her money on food.
"Now sit down, breakfast is served" she ordered.
"Aye, aye, Captain" he answered laughing.
The summer holidays started one day ago and her son could have slept much longer. But she was also grateful that she had not to have breakfast on her own. She loved to sit with him at the table talking about trivial subjects. A little family. T
he luxury of lazing around the whole day was not granted to her. She had to go to work while Henry could just sit here, doing anything or meeting his friends.
She loved to curl up in the living room of her apartment with a good book and a cup of hot tea. Again and again she succeeded in losing herself in the lines, blending everything else out.
"When do you have to go?" her son asked whereas he plowed a big piece of pancake into his mouth.
"At ten, as usual" she said sipping at her coffee. The hot drink had a bracing effect on her.
"I have a court session in two days and the client is..." She sighed. "...well, complicated."
"Which one isn't complicated?" was his deadpan counter question.
"True."
Right on cue, her cell phone began to rang.
"Mills?" she answered the call.
"Miss Mills, I'm sorry if I disturb you again" Walter Thompson, the client she talked about a few seconds ago, began to speak. He was a man in the forties who knew exactly what he wanted. Successful, handsome and intelligent. And what he wanted right know was fighting for his marriage. He just could not accept that his wife was not interested in saving it.
"Mr Thompson" she sight. "What can I do for you?"
"I wanted to ask you... Well, the day after tomorrow we have to appear in court... Is that really it? I can't do anything to win my wife back?"
"I am loath to dash your hopes, Mr Thompson, but your wife filed for divorce. I don't know her well enough to judge your chances."
Regina had have cases which were more complicated than this one. Domestic violence, cheating, custody battle. None of them were easy to handle. But this one? This one was a piece of cake!
"But-"
"Never mind" she interrupted him. "I'm your lawyer. My job is to defend you in court. That doesn't contain advices concerning relationships. I'm sorry."
"Alright. Thank you for your efforts anyway."
"You're welcome. See you on Wednesday then" she said and hung up.
Henry looked at her, one eyebrow raised.
"What?" his mother asked, sipping at her coffee again.
"Ouch. Poor guy."
"What do you mean?"
"I am loath do dash your hopes" he quoted her. "Not very sensitive."
"He calls me every day. Do you really believe I'm in the mood to have the same conversation with him all over again?" she defended herself.
Her son shrugged and concentrated on his breakfast again.
Regina was lost in thought. There was much paper work to do. She had to familiarize herself with the case Brenner. The husband abused his wife. He was an alcoholic, had a difficult past. If she could trust her client Mrs Brenner, her husband was not like that from the start. She described him as kind and caring. It was the alcohol that made him worse than he actually was. Unfortunately he did not want to admit it. Someday, Mrs Brenner had decide to get divorced because she could not stand it anymore.
The black-haired woman truly felt sorry for her. But she had to be objective. It was important for her job that she did not be guided by her emotions. If she did so, the job would destroy her some day. That was the reason why she kept distance.
"Mom? Did you even listen?" Henry's voice broke her train of thought.
"My apologies, sweetheart. What is it?"
"Jake wants to come over in a few hours. Okay for you?"
Jake was his best friend. They were in the same class in Highschool, but they knew each other since play school.
"Of course. Does he stay for dinner?" she wanted to know.
Henry grabbed his phone to ask him. Normally she would tell him to put it away while they were eating. But given the fact that she had to go in ten minutes, she made an exception.
"If it doesn't bother you he'd love to."
"Alright then" she replied while she cleared the table. "What do you want to eat?"
"Can't we discuss this later?"
"Theoretically, yes. But I can go to the supermarket after work, so I don't have to go a second time."
A laugh escaped his throat. "Ah, that's it: You're lazy!"
"Watch your mouth, kid!" she countered with a smile on her red lips and heaved a wet dishtowel at him. "I'm the reason you can assuage your snack attacks!"
He caught the cloth, still laughing. "I'll text you, okay?"
She nodded and put on her coat. Although it was summer, it was not very warm outside yet.
"Bye, Mom."
"Goodbye. I love you" she answered, placing a gentle kiss on his temple.
"Love you too."
She left the house. The familiar sounds of cars and talking people welcomed her.
It was a beautiful day. The sky was deep blue, the sun shone. How could the weather be so great and the temperatures just be nearly ten degrees?
Regina's hands found their way in her coat pockets. The matching black purse over her shoulder seesawed in time with her steps.
One could think, that New York was a dismal and grey city. There was much traffic and it was loud. But Regina knew the other side. At night everything was delightful and colorful. Especially the times square was worth seeing.
When her son was born she decided to move to Big Apple. She wanted to move on. The history with his father was painful and disappointing. Just another man who played with her heart. She could not even count the nights she cried herself to sleep. And when her pregnancy was over she packed her things and left the past in the past. New York gave her opportunities. She had the chance to concentrate on her job and on her son.
Sometimes she missed the feeling of having someone who cared for her. But on the other side, her experiences in the matter of love were miserable.
If love was an iceberg, she was the Titanic, which crashed at cyber speed into it.
Her first love Daniel died in a car accident. She could still remember how the police stood in front of her, telling her about the bad news. Telling her that she would never see him again. In that moment, a part of herself died as well. Her heart a pile of shives.
He was the only one who did not turn out to be a complete asshole. The only relationship that could have worked out, if fate would have been kinder. But in the end, the universe did not care about the human condition. In the end, fate did not exist. 

I hope you like the first chapter. I had the idea of writing this story while I watched the movie Laws of Attraction. The story will be different than the movie, I just liked the idea of two lawyers who are at loggerheads :D