The Queen

ERICSON ROERIG:

"Are you feeling okay, your highness?"

The nurse asked me after taking out an amount of blood out of my body.

"Yeah!" I replied, getting up.

My eyes immediately fell upon her, my chica. She was all clean now, they had cleaned the blood off of her, the one she was soaked into when she arrived here.

"I'm afraid, we don't have proper equipments needed for the surgery, Erickson. I think it would be best for us to take her back to New York, to my hospital, so I can have my medical staff and team to help me look into her case in more details." Dr. Scherzinger said.

"Do what's needed doc."

I said getting up, straightening the cuff of my shirt and buttoned it, meanwhile the nurse helped me wear my blazer back.

I turn around to leave when Dr. Scherzinger looked at me surprised.

"You aren't going to join us?"

I stopped on my feet and turned around after he spoke.

"I thought you would like to stay until she starts breathing again. Given our past, you don't trust her with me alone... Right?" He continued further.

I looked at her, and then at him.

"I don't care about that anymore. She has been touched by a lot of men already for me to worry about that now! Besides, you can do no shit anymore, doctor!"

My smirk with the last one and it got him to bow down and reflect on his past behaviour with my chica.

"I'm afraid if I be here, I won't be able to refrain myself from breaking her more!" I turned around again this time leaving finally.

"She needs rest and I'll make sure she gets enough of it!"

~~

In an hour we were all flying across the continent back to our home, to New York.

Ruth was in my private jet with doctors and nurses and the three of us decided to come back in my helicopter.

I'm not allowing any disturbance near my chica until she starts breathing again. These two perverts are not allowed anywhere near her until she opens her eyes.

And about Dr. Scherzinger, he has been taken care of well.

It was already work calling me as I came out without notice, back to New York would be a crazy mess and because of all the work I'll have to take care of, I wouldn't be able to see her for a long long time.

I'll have take care of these two before that, and I know exactly how.

~~~

"I guess we are here!" Mike said looking down from the height and I finally opened my eyes waking up from a slight nap.

I know I won't be able to sleep until she wakes up, that is just how much she affects my system, and I absolutely hate that about myself.

How I can't catch a proper sleep without knowing that she is okay. My brain and my heart, both have joined hands and have decided to act against what I want them to.

I want to forget her, but damn that's the hardest thing to do.

Something which I can't, ever.

"We are here your highness!" The female co-pilot announced waking Nick up from his slumber.

None of us exchanged a word just watched how Ruth was being taken back inside the mansion by all the medical staffs around her flying over at a distance in air.

After she was taken inside, our helicopter hit the ground and we came out one by one.

We were here, back to home.

Back to, 'The Roerig's Mansion'

"Eric-"

Dad himself came down to recieve me with a worried expression printed on his face and as soon as he was about to dump his millions of questions about Ruth being here again, I swayed my hand in air for him to shut it out.

"I'll deal with it later!"

"Ruth cannot be here, Eric!" Dad said again stopping me on my feet while I was walking inside.

I turned around and scanned my old man from head to toe.

"I'll find another place for her then, King!"

I never call him king, and when I do, he should know that I'm extremely pissed off at him. He just gulped realising my anger immediately and nodded.

While walking inside alongwith Nick and Mike following after me I was stopped by Christian in my way.

"Hey baby brother! Looks like you finally decided your defeat before that girl huh?"

I gave him a glare and he turned to the two men behind me

"Ruth was taken upstairs. Why don't you guys go and meet her there?"

The two of them walked, while I was leaving too, he grabbed me from my arm, stopping me in my way

"Not you baby brother!"

I rolled my eyes while I watched the two of them heading towards Ruth's room upstairs.

"What do you want now? Don't you have other official works rather than to annoy me?!"

"Well, I wouldn't have stopped you if it wasn't something exciting!" He said with a weird kind of smirk pasted on his lips.

And I knew it was something serious now.

"Come with me!" He said finally letting go of my arm and walked ahead of me, as I followed behind him.

~~

We went inside the basement, the prison. Where was he taking me to?!

"Is it a prisoner you want me to meet?" I asked disgusted with the smell of rotten faeces and blood all around and he finally stopped before a cell and unlocked the door.

"This is who I want you to meet with!" He announced.

I trailed my eyes up and saw a boy about three to four years old sitting there cloth-less covered with his own piss and faeces, sobbing silently hugging himself from cold.

"This is Ed!" He said walking inside.

I looked at the boy uninterested.

"What about him?"

He didn't say anything else except repeating his words again

"Meet Ed! Our little prisoner."

"Is this why you have called me here to? To meet with this little bastard?"

"Bastard? Really?!" Chris scoffed.

"Whatever!" I rolled my eyes. I'm seriously tired of Chris's meaningless pranks.

Interrupting me from something important, bringing me down to the prison to meet a crying naked boy?!

This dude makes me hate him to my guts.

I was just leaving when he said again.

"I guess you didn't catch his name clearly Erickson!"

I stopped on my feet and he continued further.

"He is Leslie's kid!" He said.

"So?" I shot my eyebrows at him, "That slut has fucked too many men. How does that concern me?"

"He is Ed Erickson Roerig. Your heir!" He said finally, killing the suspence he was building up.

"Do you have any idea I can get you executed for using my name after any random kid's name just like that?" I grit my jaw glaring at him.

"Leslie says he is your kid!"

"That lying bitch! She just wants any means to get on my nerves, doesn't she?!"

"The medical reports says the same." He said handling me the paper switching on the lights from his other hand.

"He is yours and Leslie's son, Ed Erickson Roerig."

By the time I finished reading the papers twice in shock, Chris was inside the prison with the dirty child in there.

"Eddy, you always asked me when will your father come to rescue you, didn't you?" Chris said to the dirty kid named Ed and Ed lifted his head up to look at his father.

"Well, here he is!"

And he looked up at me with his tear soaked eyes, a trait.... Neither did I have, nor did Leslie.

Wonder where he inherited that from.?

"Daddy?!"

He mumbled in his question filled eyes.

"Aw, come on Erickson! Smile? At least you broke my one last wish of getting your girl to deliver my kid, didn't you?"

And I smiled a bit.

I don't understand what kind of a smile was that. This kid was a huge problem!

That bitch!

When did she manage to get pregnant and bring this bastard in this world. And all of this was hidden from me for so long, four freaking years and now he was grown up this big?!

Ugh!

"Daddy!"

The little boy got up happily and came to hug me tightly. He smelled gross, of piss and stool he has been sitting on from I don't know how many days.

The prison doesn't have a bathroom. The prisoners are not allowed to shower or visit the loo the entire time they are locked up.

So the smell here wasn't very pleasant and so was the scene.

"Look at that cute union of a father and a son! So lovely!" Chris said while Ed kept hugging onto me tightly, crying continuously.

"Won't you like to meet the mother of your kid too Eric?" He said finally moving on to an adjacent prison, unlocking it and opening the door.

And, there she was.

Naked, sitting on her own stool and piss all dirty and dried up like a skeleton with her head resting against one of the wall, carving something on the wall with the help of something sharp in her hand

It was my name.

All over the wall.

Erickson Roerig.

All around the wall of the cell, wherever my eyes could see.

"How are you feeling now sister in law?"

Don't call her that!

"Looks like your homework had paid off well, take a look at who has come to visit you, your highness!"

Don't fucking call her that!!

I grit my jaw just looking at Leslie there, sitting there with dried eyes all naked, not even trying to cover herself, just carving my name on the walls, mumbling only my name from those poisonous lips of hers.

"Eric is mine."

"Eric is mine."

"Eric is mine."

Just fucking make her stop before I actually kill her.

"Oh come on Leslie, your Eric has come! Take a look at the door!"

Chris said again and Leslie finally swayed her head towards Chris, looking at him with a broad smile and empty eyes.

"My Eric has finally come?"

And finally she swayed her head towards me. Her empty blank eyes met with mine full of rage.

"Eric?"

She laughed. Happily.

"You met our son? Isn't he beautiful just like you?" She said looking at Ed

"Eddy, come see, look at the man. He is your father. Isn't he amazing baby?"

She started to crawl towards Ed and Ed hugged my leg strongly clenching his eyes shut tightly, scared of her. Scared of his own mother.

"Daddy, save Eddy!"

He mumbled in his broken voice.

Looks like he didn't learn clear speech yet. But then being locked away from all the humanity, how would he even learn?

"Look at the lovely family reunion! This is so happy and beautiful!" Chris said faking his overly excited happiness.

"What is your order about your newly found family, your highness? Any order for the jailers and the maids here?" Chris asked me.

Leslie finally caught up with me and tried to reach out to my body to hug me, and I used my foot to kick her back in place.

"Get the two of them cleaned up and make them placed inside a comfortable room." I said getting away from Ed too, going upstairs.

"And what about Ruth, is she a mistress now that the queen has evolved?" Chris asked.

I looked at Leslie

Queen?! And her?!

Yeah, right!

"I'm moving her to another mansion downtown anyway once she regains her consciousness." I said, with a sigh.

My head hurts with all this drama that just unfolded.

More people to kill now!

"Also, Ruth was always a mistress! She would never be my queen!"

I said, earning a sarcastic smile from Chris and happy one from Leslie.

"You bet she would!"

I heard him say, while I was at the last step, heading out of the basement.