Spin off 9: Ace's heart
Angela walked in with a cup of coffee as her eyes scanned the room to find it empty. The door to the balcony was wide open and she assumed the person she was searching might be there.
“Ace?” she called for her son and walked up to the open balcony to find her eighteen year old son sitting with a book open on his lap but he was holding a photograph in his hand and was glancing at it with admiration.
She caught a sight of a girl in the picture with four other people in the background. Angela smiled to herself as she saw her son’s face.
“Seems like a nice girl. She is pretty,” Angela said as she put the coffee mug down on the table and Ace jumped on his seat, clearly off guard.
“Mom,” he replied and quickly hid the picture in his book, closing it and keeping it next to the coffee mug.
“Its not what you are thinking,” he said as he sipped his coffee and kept on avoiding direct eye contact with his mother.
“Really?” Angela seemed to be amused by her son’s behaviour and giggled a little understanding the teenager’s feelings.
“You have been looking at the same picture since you are fourteen years old my boy,” Angela laughed as she saw her son’s face turning red. “But you never tell me who she is and I don’t even know her name. It’s not like I’m stopping you from something bu-”
“Mom,” Ace pleaded her with his eyes that he didn’t want to talk about it and Angela took a sigh.
“Fine! I will not pressurise you. I know my son will tell me about it when he finds the right day and time,” Angela nodded her head and got up from the chair where she was sitting before bending down and planting a kiss on Ace’s forehead.
“Now, don’t keep yourself up all night. Go to sleep early, Ace” she sighed looking down at her son who would tire himself from studying hard.
“Am fine Mom, don’t worry,” he smiled assuring his mother and Angela knew he wasn’t going to give up. He may look like her but he had his father’s stubbornness and was quite most of the time. Most of the time he kept himself busy with his books and hardly had friends and hated to go out to any sort of party or socialising events.
He was only eighteen but won many awards and achieved many national and international level achievements that made people envy of him. But still, his feet were on the ground and he would always treat people with kindness and support the needy with the money that he earned from all the competitions.
He was a scholar student and was the best in his class. God only knew how intelligent he was. Angela and Xavier had no level to his intelligence to which both of them were proud of.
But the important thing was Ace never once let his mind deviate from his dream to become an astronaut. Never let any obstacle come his way to his ambitions but there was this girl whom he would always look from the photograph with an admiration and sometimes sadness that made Angela worried.
She had even discussed it with her husband Xavier but in the end both of them gave up on the subject thinking that Ace will open up about it one day. The only thing they could do was to wait.
Ace on the other hand seemed quite reserved with his books most of the time but he knew that he had that girl in his back of his brain every single time. He would smile sometimes thinking about her and then have a painful expression on his face as he hid the photograph and kept himself busy with his books.
“Angela?” they looked towards the door to find Xavier in his night suit and glasses on walking towards them.
Xavier was already in his forties looking as handsome as ever. The only thing different in his face were the wrinkles on the side of his eyes. He was aging with grace but grew to look more like his father Brad.
“I was just going to give you your coffee honey, why did you walk all the way here?” Angela asked as she walked to his side. Xavier had been away for a business trip for a month and had returned the same day and was way too much tired that he slept the whole day.
“It’s alright,” he smiled and looked down at his son.
“What’s going on?” he asked and Angela smiled.
“Nothing hun. He was just studying and looking at the ph-”
“Mom!” Ace was on his feet as he stopped his mother embarrassed.
“The photo girl?” Xavier asked as he already knew about it all and Angela laughed nodding in agreement.
“Please you two,” Ace sighed and sat down picking his book up and reading it avoiding any more questions from his parents.
He had never had any secrets from them anyway but this was the only mysterious girl that he had never revealed about to his parents and he knew he could never do that because the girl was out of his league. He knew he could only stare at the mere photo 0f her but never get her. Because she was nowhere in sight. Nobody knew where she was and what she was upto. Neither Ace tried to find her nor made any move to find her but he knew just one word from his mouth and his father would turn the world upside down in search of her.
He knew his father’s capabilities but never took any advantage of it.
“Let the boy study,” he heard his father whispering and a few moments later his father left and he knew Angela was still there looking his way. He took a deep breath and called his mother “Mom?”
“Yes?” she replied waiting for her son to speak up.
“Her name is Veronica Sullivan,” he said and felt his eyes tearing up speaking about the name after four years. Thankfully he was facing the other side of the balcony and Angela couldn’t see his face or else she would’ve been worried sick seeing her son cry.
“Lovely name,” she mumbled and left after her husband but she didn’t miss the weight in her son’s voice but didn’t pressure him to speak up. She knew he was smart and he would eventually tell her so she thought about waiting a little more, now that she knew the name.
Ace in the order hand felt little relief as he held a burden being lifted off his chest because of that girl whom he had kept hidden from his parents. At Least they knew her name now.
As the night passed on, Ace remained looking at the picture of the girl that he had loved since the day he knew what the word love exactly was.
But he knew, he couldn’t have her.
Ace Knights was nothing compared to what Veronica Sullivan was.
She was the flame of fire that he couldn’t touch.
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Also, if you liked this story then don’t forget to check out my other stories, specially “The Bewitched Knights (Story of Ace Knights, Xavier and Angela’s son) and Fall for me.