Chapter 99
My Bully’s Love
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I only think of one person as I try to shake the fog from my head. Where am I, and where is
Jace? We were at the carnival with my sister when I remember I had to use the bathroom. I can
remember turning around to see Jace grinning at my little butt shake but then it turned to a look of
horror.
âJaceâ¦â
âIâm here, baby!â
I try saying more but my mouth is so parched. My lids are so heavy at the moment that I leave them
closed for the time being. I open and close my mouth, and then whisper the word water. Feet shuffle
and then I feel something against my lips.
âTake it slow, beautiful, I donât want you choking.â Jaceâs voice is like silk as it hits my ears.
After taking enough water, 1 move my head away, and slowly start to crack my eyes open. The light in
the room is dimmed down, so it doesnât hurt so much but my eyes still feel so heavy, âWhere am I?â My
voice sounds croaky, and my face seems to hurt when I talk but I need to know whatâs going on.
âYouâre in the hospital, baby. Do you remember being stabbed at the carnival?â He asks.
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Flashes of images go through my head, and then itâs there. Thatâs why Jace looked the way he did. I
remember turning around and then a sharp pain going through my side, just be fore a burning
sensation sliced across my cheek. My hand moves to said cheek and I wince. There is a bandage over
it but it, hurts like hell to touch it.
Jace grabs my hand and moves it away, âThe doctor need ed to put a few stitches in the cut on your
cheek, but she isnât that worried about it.â
âHow bad is it?â I ask.
âHow bad is what?â I can see it in his eyes that he doesnât want to answer me.
âHow bad does my cheek look, Jace. Please donât lie to me, either.â
âI honestly donât know. Itâs been wrapped the whole time, but does it really matter?â He questions.
âOf course, it matters. I donât want to be horrifying to look
at!â
âBaby, it doesnât matter because you are beautiful either way.â He states, but it does nothing for me.
âYouâre not the one thatâs going to have an ugly scar on your cheek.â | canât help but be a bit upset over
this. Iâve never
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been conceited but that doesnât mean that I want to be ugly either.
âElla, you will stop talking about it, do you hear me?â Jace uses his Dom voice, which gets my
attention, but doesnât have the same effect that it usually has, âWe need to wait and see until it is
completely healed. The doctor said that she tried to make it as clean as possible, so all we can do is
wait and see.â
âOkay,â itâs all I can say at this point without getting lec tured for it, âWhat about my side?â
âNo vital organs were damaged which is good, and there is no internal bleeding. She wants to keep you
overnight, for ob servation, and then you should be able to go home in the morning.â
âElla, youâre awake!â Elise comes back from using the re stroom, âYou had us all worried!â
âWell, it sounds like Iâm going to be fine, so nothing to worry about at all.â I say it dryly, taking a small
dig at Jace for making it seem like it really isnât anything. I donât dare look at him because I can already
feel his heated glare going straight through me.
âMom and Dad are on their way. Daddyâs firm let them take the jet over since they couldnât get an early
enough flight.â Elise explains.
âThey donât have to come all the way over here for this!â | express. If the doctor thinks Iâm going to be
okay, then why make all the fuss?
âWell, they are, so you should probably get some sleep be fore they get here.â Jaceâs tone is indifferent
and heâs a bit short when he tells me to get some sleep.
When I finally get up enough nerve to glance at him, heâs got a tick in his jaw and his mouth is set in a
tight line. Iâve made him mad, but so what because he made me mad, too! All I do is nod my head and
then slowly turn to the side that doesnât have the stab wound, which is away from Jaceâs eyes.
When I wake again, I turn to my back and see Jace sleep ing in the chair beside my bed, looking very
uncomfortable. Heâs going to have a terrible kink in his neck with the way his head is dropped forward. I
glance over to the more comfort able chair and see that my sister is also asleep, but in a much more
comfortable position. My eyes go back to Jace, and I barely reach his arm to shake him awake. I canât
stay mad at him because I need him too much. When he jerks awake, I smile and put my finger to my
lips before motioning for him to climb in the bed with me. He shakes his head at first, but then I pout
and scoot over slowly. Since all of my injuries are on my right side, I make room for him on my left.
He hesitates at first but then comes around the bed and climbs up. Automatically, he opens his arms
for me, and I rest
my head on his shoulder. Sighing, because I feel so much bet ter now that Iâm in his arms, I close my
eyes and go back to sleep.
The next time I wake, itâs to hear my mother and father coming into my room. They wake all three of us
up and donât even feel bad about it as mom sits on the edge of my bed and dad leans down to kiss my
head. Iâve held my tears back all this time, but seeing my parents breaks me and they begin to flow,
almost as if knowing that mommy and daddy will make it right again.
âOh, my sweet girl! How are you feeling? Are you in any pain?â Mom gushes.
âNo, the pain meds they are giving me are working great.â || smile trough my tears.
âWe are going to get this bastard!â Dad states angrily.
Now that Iâm a little more with it, I think back to the inci dent and remember two things, âI donât think it
was him, Dad. I smelled a floral scent when the person was right in front of me, and they were right
about my height, give or take an inch
or two. I think it was the woman.â
âYouâre right, Ella. I donât think your stalker knows any thing about this.â Jace reaches for his phone and
hands it to me with an open conversation in his text window. I read the messages from the unknown
person and then hand it to my dad.
âSheâs jealous.â | state.
âSounds like it.â Jace nods in agreement.
âSo why is she helping him? I donât understand?â
âBecause sweetie,â my dad pipes in, âshe wants to please him by doing as he asks, but it doesnât mean
she has to like it.â
âWhy canât people just leave me alone?â | grumble. Iâm so tired of being on the receiving end of
everything, even if it doesnât have to do with me. This message states that itâs Jace s fault, but I donât
blame him, I blame the wacko who thinks he needs to come after innocent people just because his
feelings get hurt.
âTheyâre not right in the head honey,â mom caresses my hair, âbut they are not going to get away with
this!â I watch my motherâs eyes go to the bandage on my cheek and then flinch. I know exactly what
sheâs thinking but I donât address it be cause I know it will upset Jace.
âI know we will, Mom. I just hope that we find them soon, because bodyguards or not, they still get to
me. Iâm going to be a prisoner in my own home until they are taken into cus tody.â
âIt doesnât have to be like that, Ella.â Jace says softly as he squeezes my hand, âThe guards will just
have to be right be side you when in a crowded place is all.â
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| shake my head, âIâd rather stay home then have to be guarded that closely. Besides, if I stay home,
then maybe I can draw them back to the apartment and it will be easier to catch them instead of never
knowing where they are going to show up.â
âWell, that is totally up to you, baby. I donât want you feel ing like a prisoner in our home.â Jace kisses
my hand.
âLetâs see what Kingsly has to say about this.â Dad sug gests, âThe nurse says that you will be released
in the morning, so Kingsly is going to meet us at your place around noon.â
âI take it Malik and Owen werenât able to catch the per son.â I ask disappointedly.
He shakes his head, âThey said that whoever it was, dis carded the hoodie, ball cap, and sunglasses in
a garbage can around the corner.â
Jace perks up, âSo, they can get DNA or something from the items, right?â
âPossibly,â my dad answers, âKingsly has already bagged up the items and sent them to the lab that he
always uses.â
| send up a little prayer that they are able to find some thing, because I am so tired of looking over my
shoulder all the time.
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