The Seventh

Chapter 9

"Alice what are you doing hanging by the door?" Till asked her with a smile when she kept walking back and forth by his room.
"Nothing,,, I was bored but I don't wanna bother you if you're working" She looked like a sorry puppy.
"You don't, come in" his smile grew bigger as he beckoned towards his daughter. Emma entered the room and sat on the ground by Tills feet and  asked "you're writing a lyric?"
"maybe" he said and closed his notebook.
"read it to me, please"
"it's not finished yet" he picked up the notebook and put it out of her reach.
"OK tell me what's it about" She rested her head on his father's knee. "please,,, I love your writings"
"why are you like this?" he asked with a low voice while fondling her curly hair.
"like what?" Emma looked up from the floor.
"you're still as cuddly as when you were 3" he smiled.
"I was cuddly when I was 3?"
"the second we put you on the ground you'd start crawling back, after a while we didn't bother anymore and just kept you with us the whole time. You know Reesh and I could never work together cuz one of us had to hold you" he laughed at the memory.
"the pain I was" she smiled bitterly.
"Pain? You're kidding? I loved it, I got to have my little angel in my arms the whole time. You were my anodyne baby, still are" he said and continued "and before you ask, Reesh was crazy about it too, he loved dressing you up in weird customs, he and Schneider put make up on you when you were 5. You were the happiest most warm hearted baby ever. You were everything I never was"
Emma wrapped her arms tightly around his calves like vine and refused to move even when Till tried to grab her and sit her down on the sofa. "having you and Papa Reesh as fathers is what's been making me happy my whole life" Till didn't respond verbally, he just bend and kissed her head couple times.
Suddenly Paul stepped inside the room with red face and out of breath. "um... Till,,, some one's down stairs for you"
"Who?" Till frowned.
"yeah... Um...just come down stairs, will ya?" his eyes were wide.
"Paul you OK? You look like you just saw a ghost" Emma asked while Standing up. ", who's here?" she was gonna go down stairs when Paul caught her by the arm "no you come with me, I've got something to show you" he took Emma and looked at till again, signaling to him to go down stairs. He went and entered the living room area only to gasp in surprise with who he saw in front of him. He stared at the person, his mouth went dry and he felt blood rushing to his brain. The woman in front of him wasn't more than 32, she was insanly beautiful. Big blue eyes, porcelain skin, dark black curly hair, red rose lips. Her eyes trained on Till.
"get the fuck out of here" Richard said from the corner of the room with clenched fists, Schneider was standing next to him, in case he wanted to go physical on the woman.
"what do you want here?" Till finally brought himself to speak, but the noises that came out were shaky and the look in his eyes was feral. He spent years trying to forget what she did to them, he tried to stop hating her but it was no use. All the hatred was coming back to him, she must have picked up on that cuz her face went more pale. "Till please..."  She pleaded. "let me see her"
"let you see her?" his voice was low and scary, it gave the woman goosebumps. "you're here to see her? Why do you wanna see her now?"
"she's my daughter" a tear ran down from her cheeck.
Till snorted in his most scary way. "Your what? Do you hear that Richard? she's here to see her daughter"
"just get the fuck out" Was Richards only respons. "she doesn't wanna see you"
"what did you tell her about me? please tell me... " She begged again.
" nothing, she never asks about you" Richard spat.
"then how do you know she doesn't want to see me?"
"cuz I raised her you two-faced fucking whore" Richard yelled.
"She's not yours Richard. you haven't told him that you slept with me yet? She's Till's" she smirked but took a step back when she saw the look Richard gave her.
"you're still the same mean slut, aren't you? still trying to break us up just to get what you want. of course he told me everything. This friendship takes a lot more than a little bitch like you to break it up. You fucked us up pretty bad, I give you that. but you never got to us" Till answered instead of Richard.
"you let me believe that she was my kid,  how... how could you do this?" Richards voice was low and his tone was really hurt, not angry anymore, he looked like he was about to start sobbing but kept himself composed.
"She IS your kid Reesh, you can't let this woman get to you" Till said.
"oh my god .. " the woman gasped and stared at somewhere behind Till. They turned and saw Emma in the door frame, Paul was behind her.
Pale face as she stated at the woman who looked just like her. Her chest was going up and down, she looked like her heart could jump out of her at any given second. "Alice..."  the woman called but didn't move. Emma started walking towards her slowly. She felt dizzy. She approached her and stood about 15 centimeters away from her. She stared at her for a whole minute, no one dared to say anything. She slowly raised her hand and got her shaky fingers close to the woman's right cheek. She was about to touch her face but suddenly her hot breath brushed Emma's fingers and she took her fingers slightly away from her face. The hot air meant she was real and Emma could not fathom that kind of reality. She tried touching her face again but before she reach for her she said her name in a soft low voice "Alice..."
The name that no one but her family was allowed to use.