From Rome with love (Book 4)

All kinds of pain

2 days later
*Zac*
I feel like a zombie, not really having slept, eaten or showered for 2 days. I can't find peace anywhere, spending my time pacing the floor or walking the dogs when I am not trying to comfort Dahlia.

I am so worried for her, trying to get her to eat and sleep. She is pregnant after all, and need to look out for herself and the baby. But she is crumbling before my eyes and I am scared I could lose her or the baby too.

The police is doing everything they can, while trying to keep it from the media, a scared Ginger could panic if she feels cornered. But I still feel like screaming, feeling that I need to do something, not knowing what to do.

I have talked to our families, they deserve to know. They all wanted to come. But I told them to wait a bit. I know Dahlia, company would stress her to much now. I haven't told Tom and Maddie, knowing they would cancel their honeymoon. I hope I have good news for everyone soon.

I make my way to the bedroom, to check on Dahlia and see if she has eaten any of her lunch. I breathe in, before going in, trying to keep myself composed for her sake.

She is laying in the bed, curtains drawn. All curled up under the covers, with both dogs rolled up by her feet. I sit down beside her. "How are you kitten ? Did you manage to eat a bit ?"

"I can't.. I am sorry Zac, but I can't.. I need my baby". She start crying again and I pull her into my arms, trying to comfort her and to keep myself from crumbling.

She makes a pained little sound as she presses herself into me. Her breast are painfully full of milk and yesterday I had to go get an electric pump for her to get some of it out. "Is it the breast again ?"

"Yeah, I have milked out, but that hurts too. It's so painful Zac, I can't take it any longer". She is sobbing against me.

"Can I try something that might help you ? The woman at the store told me a trick yesterday". I ask softly. I am willing to do anything to lessen the pain for her.

She nods against my chest, mumbling. "Anything that can help".

"Wait here for a second love". I say, kissing her forehead before hurrying out into the bathroom, turning on the warm water.

Then I go pick her up from the bed and carry her into the bathroom. I gently undress her, being careful not to touch her breast. They are clearly overfilled with milk, making them look almost fake, strutting right out from her chest.

"Come into the water, it should help a bit". I take her hand, helping her in. Then I undress myself to join her. Honestly we both need the shower.

I quickly wash both her and my own hair, as she just stands there. I can see that her breasts are slightly leaking from the warmth and the massage of the water. "Baby this might hurt a bit at first, but it should help. Is it okay ?"

"I trust you, so yeah, give it a go". She say, looking up at me, almost pleading.

I go to stand behind her, putting some body soap in my hand lathering it up, then I reach around her, carefully placing my hands over her breasts, hearing a slight gasp from her as I start to gently massage them.

Massaging from the top, down towards the nipples, I hear her moan slightly in pain. "I know baby, I know. It will be better soon".

I start putting a bit of pressure behind, massaging softly but firmly in a motion towards her nipple and a gasp escapes her with a burst of milk. With each new stroke, milk are spraying from her nipples in thick gushes.

She leans back against me, a slight moan leaving her. "Oh that feels so good Zac, Thank you".

"My pleasure darling, it's not like it is really a gruelling task getting to massage these". I whisper into her ear.

*Ginger/Gabriella*
"Stop screaming, please stop screaming". I beg, my head feels like it could explode, and that damn kid just keep screaming. "I have nothing else to give you okay ?"

What did I want with a kid ? I ask myself. All that damn brat does is screaming and shitting. I have tried breastfeeding her, but it hurts like hell in my nipples and she doesn't seem to get satisfied.

And I feel like a prisoner in the abandoned house I am hiding out in. The police is looking for me, so I can't go to work. I can't go to the shops. I can't get any money and I am out of drugs.

I need to get rid of the kid, but I can't get myself to hurt her, I am not that depraved. I just wanted to hurt Dahlia, to take everything from her. I failed in taking her man, apparently he is completely under her spell. But I could save the kid, so she didn't have to grow up with a mother like that. Problem is I can't stand being a mother.

But what to do ? I need to get rid of the kid and I need drugs or money for drugs and suddenly it hits me, I can sell the child. I mean I saw a documentary about babies being sold and groomed into sex slaves from the beginning. A kid like this has be worth a lot.

Where to go ? I mean I don't exactly know people who deals in selling kids. Then I remember my old dealer Django, I have avoided him for some time as I owe him money. But I know he has been dealing in prostitution and trafficking women.. maybe he is willing to forget the debt and give me some money and drugs on top of it.

So I pack the kid in a sports bag and under the cover of darkness I sneak down to Django's home. Luckily it isn't to far. My hands has started shaking and I am sweating, so I know it won't be long before I will have serious withdrawals. I need this to work.