She's My Queen

Chapter Twenty-Two

TIANA

"Queen?"

My eyes leaked more tears. This was the thirtieth call I've made to Carter that went to voicemail. I looked up to see my guard watching me carefully.

"Shall I take you home?"

Home? Where was that really?

"No," I look to my sleeping daughter. "It's getting to ugly now. Take me to the safe house."

He didn't say anything but did as told. The safe house was the only place I trusted my daughter will be safe.

I'm tired of having to look over my shoulder not knowing if she be taken from me with just a blink of an eye. She was a precious gift to Carter and I.

All I prayed for was that my daughter will be safe with people Carter and I trust while I search for him. I had to. I knew where he was. I always know because he tells me.

My phone went off and I pulled it out and my eyes went wide when I saw it was Rick calling me. I answered without hesitation. "Rick, please tell me he's not..."

"I don't know, Queen. He gave me orders to come straight to you."

Fresh tears were on the way. "Camille?"

There was a long pause. I inhaled sharply and shook my head. This was all happening with a fast pace. It was too much and I knew I had to suck it up and be what they call me.

"Where are you?"

"We're almost at the boarder of leaving Paris. It shouldn't take me—"

"No," I cut in. "Don't leave Paris. I'm on my way."

"But Queen—"

"I'm on my way, Rick." And with that, I ended the call.

No more sitting on my ass.

****

I watched the boats float on the water. I was thinking and I was thinking hard. The car was behind me and Eva was watching Cari in the backseat. I caught up with her after knowing I had to head back for Cariana's belongings and a few of mine.

We went back for some change of clothes because we're not staying at my house. Why? Cartron is sick and I couldn't help the feeling that I was being watched.

I called Carter once again repeatedly and got no answer. Same with Camille. But I did manage to get in contact with Rick once more.  He knew there was no changing my mind but he did persuade me to think. Cariana will be two months soon and she will have to go wherever I go. Well, not exactly.

I'm going to the safe house to get some back up and more men to fight for their Boss.

My mind wouldn't drift from any possibilities that Carter was dead. He wouldn't leave me nor his daughter. He can't. We just reached the surface of having a life together and after everything we've been through, we are bound together.

He's my heart, my first, and he will be my last. Thinking of him makes me think of all the time we argued and all the time we loved each other.

I can't lose him. I just can't.

I had good faith that he was alive and was fighting for his life. He has to. He will.

And as his woman, his Queen, I was going to make sure of that. I am a newly mother but I will have to step up. No more sitting around and letting Carter handle this on his own.

I want a normal life but I know that will be impossible as long as Cartron and his men are continuously in it.

I turned and headed back to the car and called Ace. We need all the help we can get and I'm sure he will be upset when he hears about this. 

CARTER

Ringing.

That's all I could hear. My vision blurred as I looked around and all I saw was red orange flames and dust particles. I moved to get up but winced at the sudden pain in my head. My head throbbed. I felt blood on my face and it silent.

"Cam-Camille?" My voice raspy and my vision slightly returning clear.

My heart thumped, worry as I looked around with my eyes in hopes of finding her. She had to be underneath this rubble and wood.

I found the strength to move my feet and began to scan for her. She could be anywhere. I coughed harder. f**k, I told her to leave and not worry about me. I turned my head and my heart almost stopped at the sight of a small hand under broken wood and dust.

I moved to stand, instantly stopping when I felt  a sudden unbearable pain to my right leg. I strained and cursed painfully when I realized my leg was broken.

Another scar and reminder of my father's doing.

I grit my teeth and decided on trying another method to get to my sister. I moved my hands and pulled myself to her. I could hear sirens nearby.

I wasn't worried about anything but my sister at the moment. Once I made it to her, I pulled the wood off and found her smeared in dust and unconscious with a nasty red gash upon her head. Blood was flowing through her deep gash. I ripped a piece of my shirt off and placed it upon her head.

I checked her pulse and it was faint.

The sudden sound of movement caught my attention. I turned and found a pile of would moving. Whoever it was is alive.

Painful sounds came from the pile until it wasn't a pile anymore but one of my father's men.

Could this day get any worse?

He walked stood strongly on his feet and took a look around his surroundings and he caught me at an instant.

He reached behind him and a gun came into view. I glared hard at the weapon in his hand. He walked until he was near me.

He looked over at Camille and smiled a evil weak smile. "Too bad the she won't make it. After I kill you and that brat, the job will be done."

"Good to know your all about business, fvcker. Do you honestly need a gun to finish the job? I'm sure my father was expecting a long excruciating death."

The man stared between my sister and I before lowering the gun.

More time to think about figure everything out.

Sirens and the sound of screeching tires to the front of the building pulled his attention. I took that moment to take my left leg and put as much force in the to his knee.

He went down, crying painfully. "That was a big mistake."

He stood back and pulled the hammer on the gun.

"Put the weapon down!!"

More shoutings rushes inside and demanded orders in French and English.

"We're not going to tell you again, sir. Drop your weapon!!"

He knew he was caught but a flash of delusion was in his eye and he pulled the trigger. 

ACE

I walked into the bar, angry with rage and was ready to let it all out. My eyes looked around until I found her. Sitting at the bar looking around until our eyes met.

She smiled and waved the bartender over to pay off her drink and she made it over to me.

"Couldn't stay away? There's a hotel near by if—"

She gasped at my quickness at grabbing her arm and dragging her to the bathroom. She struggled a bit and I ignored the eyes on us. 

We made it to the bathroom and I closed the door behind us and slammed her female body against the closed door causing a whimper.

"Ace, what the—"

"What did you do?!"

She stared at me for a long moment. "I don't know what you mean—ah!"

I slammed her body against the door once more. "What the f**k did you do, Clarissa?!"

She stared up at me with shock and something on the edge of sadness . "You really love her."

I grumbled, not giving the exact reply to her answer. She sighed. "I've done nothing but my job. I want you to hurt like I do, Ace."

My grip went tight around her neck. "Do you realize you put a target on not just your back but mine too?" I pushed her against the door to get her away from me. "You better hope Camille and Carter survive or I'll kill you myself."

"Why do you care so much, Ace?" She rubs at her neck. "Your family loves you and they want you to come home. I want you to come home."

My frown deepens. "What the hëll are you talking about?"

"Cartron has given them a contract long before this happened and you got involved with Cartron. You will be free once his children are no longer in the way. So, I killed two birds with one stone."

I bit my lip so hard, I swore I busted it. "You delusional bîtch!" I snarled.

She backed into the door, cowering. "Ace—"

"What we had is in the past. Camille is what I want and I mean what I say, if they don't make it alive, I will kill you."

Tears swelled in her eyes and I didn't stop there.

"Did you even considered that Carter had a daughter and a woman that are waiting for him? Did you think by going through with this and bombing Carter and Camille would have brought us back together?"

Her silence and her actions was enough.

"Cartron is leading you to a place where you'll never crawl out of and you're allowing him to do it."

Her tears streamed while she looked down at the hard floor.

A gave her one last glare before reaching for the handle beside her and leaving her in her corrupted and toxic thoughts.

TROY

I groaned with satisfaction.

She was truly a miracle worker and her hands had the magic touch in certain areas.

Iliana chuckled and moved to button up my hospital gown after a magical massage on my back.

"Feel better?"

"I do and I thank you." I rested back against the polished pillows.

"Always happy to be at your service, Mr. King."

I've grown really close with Iliana and she was actually amazing person to talk to. I found myself letting go of all my wrongs and trying to right them. To be honest, I missed my little sister.

I've lost what sibling relationship we had for the second time and I'm sure there won't be a third.

It didn't matter. I was going to try when the right time comes.

"Ahhhhh!!" Screams hit my ear then gunshots.

Iliana dropped what she had in her hands out of shock and surprise. She turned to face me and our eyes met.

"We have to get you out of the building."

I frowned. "What?"

"Troy—"

The doors to my room opened and in came one of the many shooters. He aimed at me and Iliana chose that moment to grow soft. She stepped in front of me with her hands up in surrender.

"Please think about what you are doing. The police will be here any minute and—"

POW!

She gasped, her body tilting to the side. If it wasn't for me, she'd hit the floor in bad manor.

Without further ado, I grabbed the long rod with my IVs and swung the metal over his head. The force knocked him into the wall and I gave a few more go's.  When he was down, I took the gun out his possession and quickly made it back to Iliana.

She was clutching her side, keeping pressure. I kneel beside her and she looks near passing out. That's exactly what she did a few moments later and I scooped her up in my arms.

I could hear the screams and gunshots continue. I didn't know who these men were but I had a feeling who sent them.

He had to warn his sister.

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