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Just give him some time, She tried to reassure me.
Sure. She lets go of me but I continue This is all so fucked up, I was trying to help because I knew he would never want to talk to her.
At least you tried. I mean I think I would do the same if Josh had those same issues, but it’s all about respect.
Yeah.
No more pouting because if he wasn’t my boss I would rearrange his face, She said with a wink, but we both knew that was nowhere remotely true.
Let’s get back to work.

Shutting down my computer for the night, I gathered my things before heading to his office.
Knocking on his door, I didn’t hear the usually ‘Come in.’ Instead he opened the door. H-hi. I stuttered out, but he walked passed me while putting on his suit jacket. I looked into his office, to see everything completely shut down and his light off.
I turned to see him pressing the elevator button and- with a sigh- I followed behind him. We got in and almost like he was robotic, he pressed the number for us to descend.
He stood in front of the buttons while leaning against the elevator wall with his eyes closed, if I didn’t know better I would say he was sleeping.
Landon. I tried, and it worked as he opened his eyes but what I didn’t expect was his once warm eyes to look at me the way he did.
His eyes were set in stone, not moving. It was as if he were looking at a complete stranger.. like he didn’t know me anymore.
The doors open and he stepped out and like a lost puppy, I followed. Make sure you lock the place down. He said to the reception lady, and I scowled annoyingly once seeing her smiling like she won the lottery.
Opening his company door, he waited for me to exit before heading to his car. He popped open the car door for me to enter before he walked over to his side, settling in.
And we headed home.
I looked out the window most of the time, but occasionally I would make small glances to see him.
He would usually reach out the grab my hand or place his hand on my thigh but he didn’t do any of that, and I was starting to crave it.
We sat in silence and I was debating if I should play music but he might think I wasn’t taking this situation seriously.
Soon, we arrived at his house and once he put the car in park he was out of the car, heading into the house.
Landon, I start, catching up to him. He takes off his suit jacket heading up the stairs, ignoring me.
Landon, I pressed again a little louder, making sure he heard me.
He continued anyway and I can see he’s heading into his room and I quickly stop him by rushing in front of him.
Talk to me, I plead with him, and he closed his eyes as if he were annoyed, stepping away from me and I follow after him. Yell at me. Scream. Anything but this.
What do you want me to say Embre ? He asked- his voice cold- looking down at me.
That you forgive me, I requested, reaching my hand out, wanting to feel his warmth again but he steps back again and I drop my hand.
You think it’s easy to just forgive don’t you ? His laughed mocked me, almost taunting me.
I’m sor- He cuts me off.
It still doesn’t matter you went to go see her and you didn’t even tell me. His voice didn’t raise, not even in the slightest. He tried to side step me to get passed me but I put my hand on his chest, feeling the cold material meeting his warmth.
Because I knew you wouldn’t let me go ! Landon I was trying to help. I know you didn’t want to talk to-
Do you think I want her around you. He gripped my hand firmly in his grasp before releasing it from his chest. I already have everything that I want and I don’t need her in my life.
She’s still your mother. I tried to reason with him, and he once again tried to get pass me and this time, I let him go.
She left for a reason and she decided to abandon me and my family so I’m done with her.
You don’t even care on what she has to say ? He turned to face me.
His eyes were blank. I don’t, if I cared it would have been a long time ago. And I would have done it by myself. He confirmed.
Can you at least forgive me ? I tried to keep my voice in check, but it failed me as it cracked.
He didn’t answer.
Nodding my head in understanding and disbelief, I took my leave.
I seriously fucked up.
Going into the bathroom and I washed up quickly-, not wanting to spend much time with my thoughts-I pulled my hair into a bun while I searched to put on my night clothes.
I had no desire for dinner or anything else for that matter as I settled beneath the covers, drowning in my own tears.
Landon POV :
When she walked away.. I wanted to pull her back to me and tell her yes, but my mind and body didn’t work together to get her back to me.
My mind was racing with scenarios as to why she did it. And that was my first question, Why ?
Walking into my room while throwing my suit jacket blindly without much thought, not caring where it went. I plotted myself down on the edge of the bed.
Was she right ?
I wanted the truth but when I look at her.. my mother.. it fuels me after everything that she has done. So many questions left lingering waiting to be matched with its answer.
I shouldn’t have pushed her away.. and now I know she’s crying but it’s because of my baggage that she tried to claim.. to help and it’s still chaotic.
I should have left her alone.. but I was selfish in wanting her. And in the process I fell in love with her.
Maybe she’s right… I am a jerk. A selfish one at that.
I stiffly stood up, the feeling of being numb was familiar as I walked into the bathroom in desperate need of a shower.
I didn’t stay in there long. My thoughts seemed to have had a dance in my head, happy that they could roam freely even when I didn’t want them to.
Drying my hair first with my towel, I proceeded to do the same with the rest of my body before walking out. Half of me expected her to be sitting awkwardly in the middle of the bed but the knowing side told me she wasn’t coming back.
Fuck it. Grabbing a pair of shorts, I slipped into them before walking out to go find her. I wasn’t going to see if I could sleep without her, I would have failed.
Padding down the hall, I reached her door before opening it and sure enough she was there, sound asleep. I approached her silently, not wanting to wake her but she seemed uncomfortably even in her sleep. Lowering myself down, I saw dry tear stains mocking me as if telling me this is what I had done.
Grimacing, I took her into my arms before lifting her up to carry her back to our room where we both belonged.
Embre’s POV
I felt my head being lifted off my pillow and I jolted awake in alarm after feeling the rest of my body floating, but that wasn’t possible. W-what ?
It’s okay. He sounded tired. Go back to sleep.
It was kind of hard to having a pair of muscular arms around me and carrying me but I didn’t complain, resting my head against his shoulder.
I’m sorry- I started to apologize again but he shushed me from saying anything else.
I felt myself being lowered down on my side of the bed and he covered me up with the duvet.
A moment later the bed dipped and I knew it was him, he didn’t come closer to me and I took the chance to move closer to him.. he didn’t protest against me.
Wrapping his arm around my waist, he placed his chin on top of my head and I sighed in relief. At least he was giving me this. I’m sorry.
I know. He mumbled back, it was clear that he needed sleep. Sleep, we’ll talk in the morning.
Okay. He was fast asleep and my thoughts invaded my privacy but soon they turned into dreams because tomorrow I would face reality.
My eyes dreaded to reopen after feeling the warmth of the sun kissing my face.. it was morning already ?
I felt well rested and that was good because I knew when he would wake up he would want to talk.
Morning.
Spoke too soon.
Morning. My voice was groggy and my hair, I knew, was a complete mess as my bun was hanging loosely in front of my face, before I untangled my hair from it’s hold letting it drape around me.
I wanted to apologize. I hit the ball into his court first. I shouldn’t have done what I did, it wasn’t only me trying to help.. but I can see that, that wasn’t the best choice.