Touching the Heart of Ace novel Chapter 88

My eyes flew to the clock and noticed it was only 3.13 a.m.

"Who the fuck is that?" Janice's voice trembled before her fingernails cut my cheeks. "Who the fuck is that?"

She scrambled of my lap and furiously looked around.

"I don't know." My heart was beating out of my chest.

The doorbell went off again.

"It could be bloody Jason. Son of a bitch. I need my back up." Janice took her phone from the floor. "I can do this. I can do this... I will stab his eyes with my nail clipper. He will be alone. Fuck! Why did I switch off my phone? Do not panic. I have back up... I have..."

I had to do something.

It was not Jason. He had the keys because technically this beach house was his. It might be Philip.

I heard a voice from my side and I froze when I saw somebody standing there in the shadows.

I trained my eyes away from Lia. If it was the back up of Janice, I did not want them to see her hiding and take off running with my baby.

My eyes watered when the person took off the face shield and I recognized Taylor, the female body guard in Nick's team.

My eyes flickered to Lia and the woman nodded before making a hand movement. She was not alone.

Oh god. Please please please!

"Wait a minute. Coming..." Janice said sweetly before taking the nail clipper's mini-knife, with her. "One word and I will slaughter the Little Bitch like a pig. Hear me?"

DING DONG!!!

"Say that you are coming to them!" Janice pointed the tip of the knife to my eye.

"JUST A MINUTE. COMING!" I screamed.

Janice smoothed her gown after pulling up her panties from the floor. "Do I look pretty, Ace?"

"Yes. Open the door before they barge in. It might be Philip, not Jason. Jason has the key. He would have gotten in already." I answered truthfully, had to be in her good side.

My family was still at this bitch's mercy.

Janice smiled relieved.

"I can take down that old fart."

I nodded. "Just don't hurt my kid."

Janice went to open the front door and I wept with joy when Taylor removed her face shield completely before crouching next to Lia in a smooth move.

At least Lia was safe.

"Robbie is dying." I mumbled out.

"No, he is not. We got you."

I heard a loud bang from the front door and a woman screaming.

"You hurt me!!! You!!! BLOOD!!! IS IT MY BLOOD? What the fuck are you doing? Let me go..."

Voices rang on my ears and my hands suddenly could move...

Stretcher?

Lia?

Guns?

Robbie?

"Are... he... hyper... fuck... move..."

Lights?

"Robb... Lia... my baby..."

I walked outside and saw a woman screaming on the ground, chained and wiggling.

Huh?

"ROBBIE!!!" I screamed but a hand hugged my waist and I fell down begging. They were taking him away from me...

No...

No...

No...

I was cold.

I only had a teddy bear in my hands.

It was an adorable teddy bear. It was mine.

Mine alone!

I squished it to my chest...

I would not give it to anyone.

It was mine.

I shivered in cold.

I was sitting inside a shack. Cold, lonely... It was so windy outside and it was irritating my ears.

Whatever.

"Hey." I looked to my side and saw a man leaning down to my face.

"Annoying." I mumbled.

"That is rude. It is good that you are cute."

My heart fluttered.

The man was handsome and he looked warm.

"May I sit next to you? Please, Pretty?" Warm air fell on my ears and I smiled. He cuddled closer to me and my left side was suddenly so warm. I leaned to him and he was staring at my face with a smile.

I blushed and looked down at my teddy.

It was so cute and cuddly and warm and...

"It is so windy..." He commented and I nodded.

"I am scared." I pouted.

"Don't be. I am here. You have everything you need with you right?"

I nodded before freezing. "My Baby!!!"

I looked around frantically when I noticed my child out of the shack in the wind. The trees were swinging left and right in the heavy wind and my heart was racing.

"Help!!! MY BABY!!!"

"Hey don't panic. It is just baby. You stay here and be warm..."

"No, my Baby!!!"

I gave the man my Teddy. "Keep it with you always. I will be back with my baby..."

"But we are warm..." He pouted and I quickly kissed him. My heart was suddenly warm but I pushed him away, begging him to stay inside and I went to the door and opened it.

"COME HERE, SWEETHEART!!!" The child was not looking at me and I was scared. The wind would blow her away.

"CHILD!!! COME HERE." My legs were not moving at all. They weighed like lead and I whimpered. "BABY!!!"

She looked at me before dropping to her knees and started to crawl towards me cackling.

My whole body ached for her.

I looked back at the man and noticed him staring at me with a frown.

I felt a huge catastrophe approaching. Had to get to my baby.

I walked with heavy legs, cold and scared but I dragged my feet against the blowing wind.

I hated when she stopped crawling to watch the storm. "COME HERE!!!"

I shouted and she cackled.

A huge tree uprooted and fell on my...

I snatched her just in time and she dangled on my hips cackling... "My baby..."

I kissed her fuzzy forehead and started to walk to the shack only to see the man trying to open the door in the back and get out.

"NOOOO!!!!"

He looked at me before frowning. "I will get you chocolates!"

I hated him. I hated him so much.

It was storming and he wanted to get me chocolates??!!!

For what the fucking fuck!

"STAY!!!" I shouted and he jumped back but did not stop trying to get out.

"I HATE YOU!!! STAY!!!" I screamed and the panic made me dizzy.

I walked, walked, walked.... and just as he opened the door, I reached him and closed it in a jiffy before slapping his cheek... hard.

"Whatever chocolate! Chocolate babies! Babies in chocolates will not stay long. NO CHOCOLATE!!!"

He nodded. "You are right."

The wind was blowing hard and we sat on the aeroplane again. "Chocolate melts." I mumbled and he put his head on my shoulder.

He was so warm.

I looked down and I noticed my baby was chewing on my teddy's ear. I frowned in annoyance.

"My Teddy!" I announced.

The baby looked up and giggled with her toothless gum and I smiled. She had the right to chew my teddy. I pecked her fuzzy head and my heart filled with so much love. "Your Teddy."

I cuddled up with my...

Beep!!!

Beep!!!

Beep!!!

"Lia!!!" I jumped up and nausea hit me so bad, I gagged to the side.

"With us!!! She is with us!!!" Breathe Dave... Please breath. Can you see me?"

"T... Tati?"

I could breath. "Where!!! Lia..."

"With Nick... getting a snack... I will..." The door opened and he was standing there with my kid and she jumped to my chest.

I freaking cried... kissing her all over... I dropped her to the bed before curling around and peppering her with kisses and tears.

I quickly pulled her to my chest and looked at the people around me. "Where is he? Please tell me... where is he..."

"Safe. He is in the room next to you... He just left with the doctors to get some tests done... I will take you there..."

I stood up too fast and the room spun fast.

"I got you Dave." I cried to Nick's chest and watched Tati putting my child on her lap before holding my hand.

My legs were shaking but I had to see him...

I had to...

"Daddy!!!!!" I screamed before falling to the floor and crawling but Nick picked me back up.

There was white bandage on my man's shoulder and he was attached to some machine with circular stickers.

Water fell on my face and I blinked open my eyes, meeting gorgeous steel eyes.

"You fainted, Angel."

I gagged to his shoulder and he rubbed my head. "Puke if you want."

I nodded but it was just gagging.

"Lia?" I cried and my emotions were all over the place and I was scared.

"Here." A sniffling Philip was holding my baby.

He handed her to me before leaving with a choked sob.

"I thought you were... you were..." I was calm now.

"I am here, Ace..."

I cried again.

"How did we?" I sniffled. I was calm.

I frowned when I saw Philip sitting next to us in a chair. I just saw him leaving through that door.

Whatever.

I yawned.

I was lying with Daddy on the hospital bed with sleeping Lia on my chest, while Tati was cutting up some fruits.

Philip started sniffling and tried to talk.

"She called me Dave... She called me... with her walkie- talkie. Did you know I ignored the first few beeps? I thought she rolled on over it in her sleep and accidently connected it to me..."

I cried, hugging my baby tighter.

"No... I heard it Dave. Oh my god. Oh my god." Tati dropped the fruit bowl to the floor.

"Hey, is this a family crying ceremony or what?" I heard a forced chuckle.

"Dr. Adam?" I croaked.

"We shifted all of you to my hospital last night. Do you not remember it Dave?"

"No." I shook my head and Dr. Adam gave me a tight smile.

"It does not matter. You all are doing remarkably well. I want your temperature, Dave. You can go home as soon as your fever is down."

"I... I have fever?"

He nodded before the nurses came in with a smile and started poking me.

I checked if Lia was on my chest and Daddy was looking at me.

I started crying again.

"What happened?" I asked Philip.

"Lia called me in her walkie-talkie. I immediately called Nick and he called down the cops, paramedic and of course your body guards. We took her down and here we are."

I cried again.

I forgot what happened after that...

Everything was fussy and I started crying all the time...

"Angel... Angel... can you hear me?"

I nodded before opening my eyes.

"Where are we? Hospital? Where is Lia?" I panicked not seeing her on my chest.

Robbie sighed before pecking my lips. "We are out of the hospital, Angel. We... are on our way back home from the therapist. Remember?"

"Oh?" I cried again but I nodded.

The incident was half a year before and I had been seeing this therapist. I yawned and then hiccupped.

"Here."

I drank the chilled juice Daddy had thrusted to my mouth. I pushed it away after a small swallow.

"No..."

"Please, Angel..."

"No..." I whined before crying again...

"Ah... Ah... it is okay... you don't have to drink if you don't want to... come on... it is okay... don't cry, baby... don't cry..." He rubbed my back.

"You would have died." Robbie froze. This was the first time I was opening up to him and I knew I had surprised him. "You would have died and I would have..." I cried again. "I don't want to cry anymore. I fucking hate this crying. Stop me from crying, Robbie... Please..."

"Shhh... shh... I am here. I am very much alive and..."

"I want her dead." I told him. "I want her dead. No... I don't want her to die. I want her to pray for death. Daddy... Please..." I wiped my nose on his chest, smearing snot and tears. He pulled out a kerchief from his pant pocket and wiped my nose.

"I want her to suffer. I... You have her, don't you?"

Daddy froze.

"You got her the last month."

His surprised eyes met mine.

Somebody had bailed Janice out. But we put her back in jail after a week but the next week she escaped the prison with some inmate's help.

She was seen in Toronto as a prostitute by some people but she was not there when Nick went to search.

Tristian and Nick broke up for three months and Tristian was so broken but then suddenly one day, Nick was begging at his feet for his forgiveness.

I had figured it out then we were out of danger's way.

Of course we were. Jason had gone crazy with vengeance.

I remembered his face when he saw me in the hospital with fever and a swollen battered cheek. My feet were swollen where Janice had stomped on it multiple times but I had not noticed it all.

I had seen that look of void hate in my Robbie's eyes several times but never in my brother's eyes... ever.

He had kissed my forehead hard and I had broken down clutching on his shoulders.

I hated how empty my brother looked. He already had gone through a lot and now to see me really broken, had destroyed his heart... or so I felt.

Gabe assured me that he was doing better these days and I could do nothing but trust my brother's soulmate on that.

"I want her to suffer a lot Robbie." My voice was so small.

"I promise, Angel." His hand squeezed me tight to his chest. "I fucking promise."

I nodded. "I want to see my baby."

"Let us go home now."

My heart pained seeing Lia. She had not cried yet. Hadn't asked what had happened and hadn't fought with me yet...

Nobody got what I was saying. Everyone including Daddy and Dr. Adam was okay with Lia's responses and development.

I was not.

She was my baby.

My kid.

I fucking carried her in my arms and my heart, all day long, every day.

Nobody knew her like I did.

And I knew my kid was not okay.

Yes, she smiled.

Yes, she played.

Yes, she kissed both of us...

But... but... something was missing... really missing.

She was not fighting me.

She was not disobeying me.

She did not whine, at her not so favourite foods.

She did not beg me to let her go out to play.

Daddy and Philip chuckled when I told them that. They thought I was adorable the way I want Lia to fight with me.

'She is growing up, Angel. She knows that what you are telling is for her own good. That is why.'

No... it was not.

Uggh...

She pushed away from my demands always and only heeded when I glared or threatened to beat her with that plastic stick.

Otherwise...

Tati got what I was saying, she would sniffle along with me when we had tea in my gardens.

Both of us tried everything and we knew my Lia was not okay with what happened. She had not moved on.

I knew it.

That day I was working with Little Lia straddling my lap and sleeping on my chest. I typed away the codes with ease and I liked how that could always keep my pain and anxiousness in check.

First two months I had to take some calmative medicines but now the therapist had stopped it stating she had to know the real issues before giving me anymore medication.

I sighed.

Coding helped.