I Can't Break His Heart

Violet was worried about Henry after they had talked about their equal loss of a parent and their shared desire to speak to them again, she had left to put her saddle away and had returned expecting to see him sitting waiting for her with his adorable wide grin waiting, but he had not, all she had found was alot of damage and Nicodemus, she had sorted out the mess and had returned to her home waiting for him to come back, but he had not, she had waitied the whole day but there had been no sign of him, asking her father, he mentioned he had seen Henry, but she got the sense the meeting had not gone well, while her father did not say anything bad about Henry neither had he said anything good,

So after many hours she had returned to the stables to take nicodemus out for his afternoon ride, which had not helped her mood, she admitted her feelings for the strange writer from another land were getting deeper and deeper, she had at first been fascinated by the young man who had come up to her at the Ball and offered her a drink and shown her his Ipod,he had called it, and the following days of talking, showing him her stables, showed her a fascinating yougn man who had had adventures beyond her dreams and seen things that astounded her to even think about and here she was late evening with no word or sign from him, brushing nicodemus down and asking what she had done to deserve this treatment by him, had she not shown enough interest or had she been to eager or was the more likely cause that he had a commitment with the saviour and his other companions, she returned Nicodemus' brush to its little nail in the beam and picked up her saddle , she walked back to nicodemus and placed the saddle over a beam and noticed it, what she had not seen because her mind had been racing with thoughts, a letter in Hnery's hand nailed to the vertical beam right infront of her, it read,

Dear Violet,

Meet me at Granny's diner. I have a surprise for you

Henry

Violet smiled, her Henry had not forgotten her,

'Violet?' a voice asked, she turned and recognised Henry's birth Mother, Emma, her eyes looked like she would break down in tears any second 'can you keep a secret?' the blonbe woman asked,

'of course' Violet answered smiling, she hoped this would happen, she had not had any contact with either of Henry's mother and if this lady asked for her trust, she would give it,

'Good' Emma said holding a hand out and taking her own 'because Henry can never know about this'

Before Violet could ask what the matter was, Emma's other hand shot out and plunged into her chest, she gasped as the woman plucked her heart from her chest, panic rose in her was this how she died?, did this woman feel her unworthy of Henry's attention?

Emma held her hand again, and spoke in a calming manner 'Violet, listen, you will get this back, i just need your help first'

'wh-what do you need?' Violet asked, she was afraid of the answer, whatever it was it had to be something she would not do without being coerced,

'i need the tear of a lost first love, A fresh tear!' Emma explained, Violet did not understand most of what was said but three words, 'lost first love' she thought, it dawned on her the meaning of the words, and she would have begged Emma not to say the words, 'let her crush my heart' she thought, as the foulest words were spoken, unforgivable words,

'i need you to break Henry's heart' Emma eyes filled with tears, her voice shook and her control seemed to be slipping

'no' Violet gasped, 'i wont' she shook her head, 'i cannot break his heart, i love...'

'stop' Emma said, 'please don't say it, i can't know how you feel about him, please do this and never tell Henry i did this'

and against her will and her heart Violet spoke, 'i will break his heart'