It Comes In Three's

Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Alex’s POV

“Anna’s sleeping in the spare room downstairs, you good now?” Jace asks, as I turn back to Lottie who was now asleep in my bed.

“Better now that we’ve brought them here.” I comment, as Jace places a firm hand on my shoulder – squeezing – before he heads off down the hallway towards his own room.

I won’t let them live at Anna’s alone now. Not with these psychotic b*tches running around on the loose!

Deranged little f**ks!

I tense up, as I head into the bathroom to take a quick shower. Lottie was now safe, in my room, so I could at least sleep tonight knowing that nothing could happen to her.

I turn on the water, strip out of my shorts and boxers, before climbing in – allowing for the festival sweat and dirt to rinse off from my body.

I lather myself In soap, ensuring that I’m fully clean, before washing myself off and stepping back out. I quickly towel dry, brush my teeth, and slide on a fresh pair of boxer shorts with a deep sigh.

I head back into the room, Lottie breathing steadily as she snuggles up in the sheets – thankfully calm and fast asleep. Nobody can harm her here… ever!

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I switch off the lamp, climb in beside her, grab her phone from my bedside table, before clicking back to the instagram app to check for an update.

I refresh the messages, before a notification pops up – causing my muscles to tense. I waste no time on opening up the chat with “T_55′- fully prepared to play the b*tch at his own game.

It was a lengthy paragraph this time, the tone from the first line instantly managing to piss me off…

‘Don’t play dumb babe! I know that this game excites you! We’ve narrowed our search down to one little town that’s an eight hour drive away from here. Your game of hide and seek is coming to an end now princess!”

My stomach churns at the message intended for my sweet innocent Lottie’s eyes. Thankfully she didn’t have to endure it since I intend to fully handle this situation for her now…

I’m thankful she called me instead of responding!

My fingers move instinctively, as I hammer my thick thumbs against the keypad in a fury – aiming to keep up my demeanour as Lottie.

‘You’re playing a dangerous game… people know what you’ve done here

I send, wanting to make them sweat a little, without saying too much.

check the message times, seeing that they had replied only ten minutes ago – probably when I was showering.

I can’t f**king sleep – not now when I know that they are still awake! I turn to glance over Lottie once more, thankful that she was asleep as opposed to wanting to know what was going on through our conversation.

She had the best day at the festival, and this b*tch squirmed his way in and f**king ruined it for her – like he seems to have ruined everything else in her life so far!

But that was before she had Anna, Jace, Del and myself around! The best thing she done was move to this town and meet Anna… Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I watch as the bubbles move – indicating that the rat was typing up a response – which only infuriated me more. Why was this mole up so late with nothing better to do with his damn life other than to torment my girl!

The message soon comes through, as I open it instantly, curiosity getting the better of me now. My eyes scan the longer paragraph this time… amused that I had clearly struck a nerve with my last statement.

Oh is that so? I f**king doubt it! Don’t give me your shit Charlotte! Or should I say ‘Lottie Sanchez‘. If people truly knew about us, then you wouldn’t be living with a fake f**king name and a fake f**king identity now would you? You’re a coward… and if you tell anyone… then so will I! Don’t forget your place princess – I’ll have you locked up for attempted murder before you can even attempt to pull the victim card out on us!‘

I shake by the end of the paragraph, my hands tight enough that they are seconds from cracking the screen of the phone. These little boys are manipulative f**king pigs! I can only imagine half of the shit they’ve done to her over the years from reading these texts alone!

If Lottie would have been the one to read their message, I know she would’ve freaked out. However, I can see right through their facade.

He can’t have her locked up, he’s already lied and said he was jumped to the police from what I’ve gathered! If he tells the cops, the cops will dig into the situation and might find the three of them guilty for heavy abuse!

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I’m a coward? When you lied about what happened and told the cops five grown ass men jumped you? Cry me a river! You just couldn’t handle the fact that I, a small girl, actually got the better of you. You’re a fool if you come here so please do so at your own risk ‘princess…

I can’t help the next message I type, angered by the cockiness of him. I’ll f**king rip his head from his shoulders when he comes here.

He reads it instantly, as I smirk – knowing I would have infuriated him with the message. He thinks he’s texting with Lottie. He will be enraged by her newly found confidence and will most certainly come here looking for trouble,.. which is exactly what I want them to do.

Walk straight into the f**king lions den…

The bubbles appear as he begins to reply, before they stop for a moment, then appear again. A pattern that indicates I’ve clearly riled him speechless and he’s struggling to think up a response.*

He will think up something soon enough, in that tiny, narcissistic brain of his.

I wait, amused with myself for the response I had given, fed up of pretending to be my shy angel who currently slept peacefully beside

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Finally, the notification comes through, as I fumble my way back on to the chat which reads-

‘I’ll make you f**king regret that you b*tch! You’ll remember your place soon enough…whore‘

I smirk, since he was pretty much resorting to name calling at this point- nothing intelligent or better to say back! Idiot…

I decide to leave the chat on read. Not giving him the satisfaction of another response. I even considered blocking the account, but figured -the ass would just make a whole new one again to contact her… they are that obsessed!

He can’t see her posts anymore, only message her, and I won’t let Lottie back on her phone for the foreseeable until they are fully dealt with. She doesn’t need to endure his shit ever again – especially through social media!

He’s nothing more than a coward!

I lock the device, place it back on the bedside table, before turning over to cuddle up with my doll who remained fast asleep and untouched. I leave a light kiss on her ch*ek – which causes her to stir ever so slightly – before she snuggles into me in content.

I’ll die protecting her. I’ve never felt this attached to anyone in my life before – especially a small defenceless female.

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Since my parents – I’ve been closed off and angry at the world – that was until I found her.

My Lottie…