Break Your Heart, Mend Mine

5

~picture of Walter above~

No one has been on my case the whole of today and I'm glad. I just had a peaceful work day at the orphanage with little Jayson and as always, he managed to help me forget all my problems. Well, at least for the time I was there.

I stayed with him all day and was glad when no one dropped by the orphanage all day. I'm currently in the city bus, yay! Going home after putting my baby to sleep. He wouldn't let me leave before and I was just happy about it.

I love the city at night. All the lights. And part of the decor of buildings you don't get to see during the day is the lights.

I took the longer route too. I do that when I have to think. I actually haven't done it in a long while. Because I haven't had any big things to think about.

My thoughts are interupted by someone calling, I take the phone to see it's my mom. Pheew! But boy, I am going to get it. I haven't spoken to her in ages.

"Maa",

"So now you live alone and you forgot all about your own monther, hunh?! What will happen once you get married and have kids...",

Told you! "Mom, nooo... I've not forgotten all about you at all. I've just been having some issues taking up my time",

"What?! Oooh, my baby. What's wrong?! Is it boy trouble? Do I need to break anyone's skull?", you can tell she's concerned. In her own way. And I don't blame her, I would do the same for my only girl.

"No mom", I laugh a little, '' I'll do the breaking, you just prepare the bail", I laugh at the thought and she does too.

"Well my girl... my baby girl. Your mom is always here for you, for absolutely anything you might need and more. Don't forget that, okay?!",  my mother is The Goals. I love her above all else. I love her.

''Thanks mom, I promise to be there next Sunday, okay?!",

"Of course my baby. Bye now. I love you",

"Love you more, be safe", I hang up.

By this time I've already reached my stop. I get off and start walking to my place. It's a five to ten minute walk from the bus stop but the cars, well they always park right infront of my place.

As I was saying, well, there is a car parked infront of my house. And a guy leaning against the hood. He is in a full basket ball jersey with the sneakers and all. Hair messy. Today is Wednesday so he's from training. I slow my pace. Put my hood on and stuff my hands in my pockets.

Eventually, the inevitable comes and I reach him, or is it the front of my house?

"Hi", I stand infront of him.

"So it took me coming here for you to pay attention to me?", he wasn't mad. Rather hurt. He sounded hurt that I pushed him away like that. And my heart broke.

"Do you regret it that much?!", his voice, so broken. Regret!!! What? No.

"Walter.. I don't regret it, noo... ", why can't even form a straight sentence.

"Look at you, you can't even say it straight. Listen, it's okay, I understand that you're so broken and hurt and you don't want...",

"Walter just shu... stop", I snapped, well yes! Because he's bringing Trey up. The one responsible for my miserable state.

"Is it even that...", he slacked as if he discovered something huge. "You really just don't think I'm good enough, that's it!",

I didn't just hear what I heard, "you didn't just say that!" I felt stabbed, right through the heart.