Chapter 112

Caleb

When returning to the room do I move to set Ella back upon the bed. Her eyes now red from all the crying she had done. Her face wet from all the tears she had shed for Dylan.

Once back on the bed do I begin looking for her phone. “Okay baby, where’s your phone?” hesitating slowly does Ella eventually point to where her phone was.

My eyes quick to see the device in which I move to grab before opening up the screen. The phone still on the text messages. My eyes quick to scan over every last message she had received.

My blood boiling by what I was reading. What the fuck? come my thoughts as I land on a particular text.

Unknown: How’s it feel now bitch? He’s mine, all mine and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.

Reading another and then another do I feel myself become angrier and angrier. My mind already connecting the dots.

Hannah. But how the hell did that bitch get Ella’s number?

Pausing in my thoughts do I move to see the picture. The one that clearly upset Ella with a passion. One I was almost willing to believe myself if I didn’t know what to look for when seeing the picture.

For within the picture was indeed Hannah and Dylan but what Ella didn’t seem to notice was that Dylan had been passed out along his hotel bed and that the picture was clearly staged into making Ella think he was kissing her when he actually wasn’t.

Almost as if he had been drugged and someone was helping Hannah stage the photo. Dylan’s body limp even as Hannah laid as close to him as possible. To pretend they were cuddling when in reality Hannah was the only one.

Fuck! I hope Reece knows about this.

Suddenly torn at what to do, do I decide to work on damage control. A part of me hoping that Ella would believe me over a random photo.

“Ella, baby, this picture isn’t real. I mean it is, but what your seeing isn’t real. Dylan’s being taken advantage of.”

“How do you know?”

“I just do. Please baby, you have to believe me. Dylan would never hurt you like that. He knows what he wants in life and it’s not Hannah of all people, it’s you.”

“Well clearly he lied then”

“Ella please… Dylan never lied to you. We would never lie to you. And you want to know why?” I say, hoping she’d believe me.

Nodding her head does Ella silently wait on my answer. One I would give her if it’s the last thing I did. Sighing, I move to tell her hoping she’d listen to reason.

“Ella, baby. Please, please try and keep an open mind about this, but you see… before we knew that you wanted us and vice versa, we spent years trying to ignore that little known fact that we indeed wanted you.”

“But why?”

“Because you were only 16 sweetheart. You were becoming the most beautiful woman to us. Your body filling out in all the right places. And that day when we came home for Christmas was the day we knew that we wanted you badly. But we knew that we couldn’t because you were still too young. It’s one of the reasons Reece made us your guardian so that way you wouldn’t be placed within a foster home should something happen to mom and dad. Because in light of everything else, we wanted to be the ones to love and provide for you.”

“But… I wanted you too. Sure 16 might sound a tad young to some people but I knew within my heart that you wouldn’t hurt me. I knew that if I gave myself to each of you that you all would be gentle and loving towards me.”

“And we would have, but you see, Dylan was still with Hannah back then, or so we thought. Turned out he and her had been arguing and fighting a whole lot prior to Christmas and what Reece and I didn’t know at the time was that Hannah had been secretly seeing someone behind Dylan’s back. Cheating on him without him knowing. And it wasn’t until Dylan caught her in the act that we decided to put our love lives on hold, until you were physically ready.”

“Again why?”

“Because we knew deep down that we wanted to be with someone who would always love us no matter what life threw at us. Someone to support us in everything we did in life. Someone like you Ella.”

“So you see, you aren’t just our Stellina. Our shining star. Your also our Princess. Our one and only and I know deep down that you trust Dylan greatly even if things look bad right now.”

“But…. He still lied to me Caleb”

“No he didn’t baby. That’s what I’m trying to say to you. Dylan vowed to never take Hannah back no matter what. He loves you. We all do. That’s why it’s odd that Hannah’s there and you aren’t. Because after everything that I’ve just said to you, Hannah is using Dylan to her advantage. Because she knows you’d be home and not with them.”

Blinking her beautiful eyes up at me slowly does Ella move to speak again. “So what are you saying Caleb? That I should just believe you over a picture?”

“No baby. I’m not saying you should just believe me over a picture. What I am saying though, is that you should at least hear what Dylan has to say along with Reece before jumping to any more conclusions. Because not many people knew of their business trip besides you and me so in spite of everything else, there’s a good chance we have a spy within our mists. So with that said, we need to be careful as they could be working for Hannah or even Nicholas.”

At the mention of Nicholas does Ella go pale.

Nicholas another pain in the ass too. One we might need our uncles help on. My mind soon quick to shove those thoughts away, at least for now.

“Listen baby. Why don’t you go and try to relax for a little bit. As for me, I’ll go change and get myself dressed and then I’ll go and get us some breakfast. After all you must be hungry right?”

Nodding reluctantly does Ella move to agree. “Okay… I’ll try and relax. But I’m still not forgiving Dylan. Not until he explains himself to me first.”

“And that’s okay too. So when Dylan comes home, he can go sit down with you and fully explain himself, how’s that?”

Nodding again, does Ella move to do as told only to pause. “Caleb?”

“Yes Ella?”

“Can I stay inside your room?”

“Of course you can. Your always welcomed to our rooms.”

“Thanks”

“Anytime sweetheart. Anytime” is all I say back to her as I move to go shower. Ella now moving to relax upon the bed once more.