Broken Heart (Chase Brody X Reader)

~ Chapter Seventeen : Come With Me ~

           "Alright. I've packed your lunch, and you've got everything in your bag, right?" I asked, pulling on the straps of her bag. "Yes, (Y/N). This isn't my first day!" Olivia giggled. "I'm sorry. I've never had a daughter-." I stopped myself and cleared my throat, "I've never prepared anyone for school before." Olivia looked at me and smiled brightly, "Are you going to pick me up? Or is it going to be Daddy?" "It depends on who can get to you first." A sudden honk announced itself to us, causing Livy to smile in joy, hug me tightly, then race out the door. I smiled weakly as she entered the bus, it almost felt like she was my daughter leaving me...but she's Stacy's. I can't have children anyways... . A small kiss was placed onto my cheek sloppily, "Morning, Love." I hummed to myself happily. Chase sat at the small round dinner table and rubbed his face, "Did Olivia get on the bus okay?" I nodded and pulled out two bowls and spoons, setting them down at the table in front of us. I filled the bowls with our favorite cereal, soon adding in the milk afterwards. "What's wrong?" Chase suddenly asked as he brought the spoon to his lips. I shook my head and stuff my mouth with (F/Cer), I didn't want to talk. He narrowed his sparkling blue eyes at me, "I know something is up... ." I ran a hand through my hair but pushed the thought away, "Just tired." He stared at me for a little longer, but then shook his head and began eating again. I mentally sighed in relief and began eating myself. Chase kept looking at me, then at his feet, then back at me. "Do you want to go on a date?" He asked suddenly. I stared at him for a second, but then nodded slowly, "Sure." A toothy smile began to grow on his face as I answered. He clapped like a child and ran out of the kitchen, only to shortly return and kiss my cheek, "You won't be disappointed!" I giggled as I watched him run into the living room. He's a goof. I smiled to myself and began to clean up the dishes and straighten the kitchen. After I finished, I went into the bedrooms and cleaned the up, the doing the study and living room. "You seem busy, Love." Chase chuckled deeply, only momentarily looking up from his phone. "If you and Olivia are staying here, then this place is going to be clean!" I giggled quietly. He sighed and began picking up cups and plates that lingered on the coffee table. "What are you doing now?" I gently asked. "I'm cleaning up." He simply answered. I stared at him, what is he playing at? I pulled the plate from his pale hands, "You're the guest. Relax." We started pulling the plates at each other, and soon, it turned into a pillow war.
Feathers fell around us. Our breathing shaky as we laid on each other, our bodies warm from our flirtatious playing. I straddled myself on Chase's torso, sitting on his abdomen. He chuckled at me and gently placed his hands on my waist, rubbing his thumbs on the fabric of my shorts. I looked around the living room, "Look at this mess." "Looks beautiful to me." Chase stared lovingly into my eyes as he said that, smirking at himself, "It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." I leaned down and gently kissed his soft lips, running my hands through his hair slowly. I pulled away and bit my lip gently, "So. What about this date?" Chase smiled brightly at me and fixated his hair, "Well. I was thinking that we could go to the pier. You haven't been...right?" I shook my head. I laid back down onto his chest, listening to his steady breathing, "We don't have to go right now, right? I'm a bit to comfortable." He chuckled and rubbed my back gently.
The walls seemed to echo my footsteps. I was running. My breathing was dysfunctional, my emotions all over the place. Why is he always after me?! Soon, the hallway came into a ending. "No!" I cried, slamming my fist into the concrete wall. "(Y/N)! You need to be taught a lesson!" His voice echoed. No, no, no, no, please no! He was coming closer, I could hear the knife scraping against the barren walls. "Please leave me alone!" I shouted. I could see his silhouette now, approaching ever so slowly. My body was trembling, my breathing shuddering, heart racing. He grabbed my neck and pulled me to my feet, holding me in the air, "You've been a bad girl, Kitten." The cold metal was pressed against my bare neck, ever so slowly pressing into my throat. With on stoke, blood leaking out of my open wound, spilling onto the floor. I choked and gagged as I wrapped my hands around my throat, trying to stop the blood. I collapsed onto the floor, shaking as I looked up at Justin's smiling face. "Sweet Dreams, Love."
"Love....Love, wake up." Chase whispered gently underneath me. I groaned, "Do I have to...?" He chuckled and continued to rub my back in comfort, "If you want to go to the pier, then yes." I sighed gently, and leaned up, rubbing my eyes. I made my way to my room and changed into something comfortable and warm since the sun was setting, and it was going to be colder soon. Chase waited for me at the front door, staring down at his phone impatiently. I smiled down at him and scooped my hand into his, "Are we off?" He planted a kiss onto my palm, smirking into it, "Of course, m'lady."

Lights shone off the water, reflecting our faces of joy. Our hands swayed in sync as we giggled and pulled each other close to our chests. Chase kissed my forehead, "This was fun, right?" I nodded tiredly, leaning onto Chase for support. He wrapped an arm around my waist and let out a content sigh, the only sound then coming from our shoes tapping in the wooden pier. We leaned on the railing separating us from the water below. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" Chase whispered. I nodded gently. He kissed my temple  and gripped tighter onto my hand, "It's almost as beautiful as you." I blushed a deep pink and buried my face into his light jacket. He kissed the top of my head, and rests his chin gently. "You seem tired, Love. We should head home." "No! No, we can stay a bit longer. I'm fine. I'm not-" A yawn interrupted my sentence, "That tired." He chuckled and scooped me up, my head resting between his head and shoulder, my legs wrapped around his torso. "We're going home." He announced.