Chapter 164 - OBSESSED 3
My head becomes heavier each moment and so my eyelids. I blinked rapidly, fighting the urge to fall asleep but my efforts were useless.
The more I struggled to keep myself wide awake the more I was pulled into the portals of darkness.
In the end, I was defeated. My eyes fluttered close and before I even knew it, I was pulled into a place where there's nothing but an endless realm of darkness.
At least I could rest for a while…. I told myself as the pitch black darkness swallowed me whole.
I just pray that soon after I wake up, this ordeal will be over…. Above all, I pray Ace will be safe. If something bad happens to him I don't know if I would be able to bear it.
I don't know how long I'd been unconscious when I started gasping for air. My chest felt tight and I couldn't breath as if I'm drowning.
My eyes snapped open. The first thing that greeted me was Vince towering over me with an empty pitcher in his hand. He just poured cold water on my face to wake me up.
"So you're awake at last." He said while watching me catch my breathing.
My face instantly twists into an ugly mask of rage. I came back to my senses and
I struggled to untie the rope that bound my fingers but it was too tight and my efforts were all in vain.
I must free myself. I repeated the mantra inside my head while I did my best to untie the ropes that were hindering my movement.
I was still struggling when footsteps approaching sounded in the hall. Vince and I turned to the door at the same time. My heart leaped inside my chest. Ace is here! Said a voice in my head.
Suddenly, fear I never knew I was capable of hit me hard. Vince would undoubtedly hurt him. No! No! Please don't allow Vince to hurt him. Please! I pleaded silently. When my gaze shifted to Vince's face his face was as dark and menacing as his soul. His lips were curled into a sinister smile that made shivers run down my spine as I looked at it..
I want to save Ace but how could I save the man I love if I couldn't even save myself?
Vince grabs the gun from his hip holster and points it directly at me.
By the light permeating through the glass window, I saw Ace emerge to the open door. His expression was dark and menacing. I swear, I never saw him this furious before.
Ace was holding a gun and upon seeing Vince, he aimed it towards his direction. When he saw me lying on the floor with a gun pointed on my head, he froze.
"Give your gun to me, step brother or else, Phoenix brain would splutter on the floor." Vince threatened. When Ace didn't even budge, he pressed the nuzzle of the gun into my head.
The cold, hard metal was digging into my skin. Fear started to surge from inside. I was so afraid he would accidentally pull the trigger.
It's not death which I'm afraid of but it was leaving my loved ones behind me. My daughters are too young and they need me. I don't want them to grow up without the warmth and care only a mother could provide to a child.
I just met my real family too. I still want to be with them. I don't want to leave papa behind. When he grows old, I want to be the one to take good care of him.
I don't want to leave grandma too, it would surely break her heart if something happens to me. I don't want her to grieve over my death.
My brothers—eight of them—I love each of them equally. I don't want to leave them too early. I haven't even spent much time with them.
Without me knowing, tears fell down my cheeks. I ignored the tightening sensation inside my chest and shifted my attention to the two men looking at each other with indescribable hatred.
The temperature inside the room heated as it suddenly turned into a battle arena between old nemesis. Even though the real battle hadn't started yet, I knew exactly that blood would spill on the flawless white floor. My only concern is whose blood it would be? Whose life would end tonight?
I asked myself those questions even though I wouldn't be able to answer them. And so I closed my eyes firmly and prayed that the man I love—the father of my children would be spared from harm and danger.
"I said put your gun down." Vince said impatiently.
I opened my eyes and looked deep into Ace's eyes. I gently shook my head, signaling him to never let his gun down. We both knew that once he let's his only weapon down, it would be the beginning of our end. We are both gonna die.
If Vince happens to shoot me, at least Ace could still protect himself. Vince intended to kill us anyway. He wouldn't spare one of us.
"I'm sorry, Phoenix. I need to do this to protect you." Ace said. His eyes pleaded as he looked at me. Slowly, he lowered the gun to the floor.
"Kick the gun away." Vince growls.
Ace grinds his jaws together and does what his step-brother ordered. He kicked the gun and it slid to where Catherine Grace was lying.
Vince lowers the gun away from me and moves to Ace who was standing near the door with his hands raised to the air.
Indescribable fear seized me inside as I watched Vince raise the gun and point it towards Ace's head. I wanted to scream but I couldn't. A cloth was stuffed into my mouth and I couldn't even move my lips.
No! No! I screamed inwardly, my fingers were working hard to untie the ropes but I don't have enough strength to let it loose.
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