night I’ve laid alone wondering how to deal with this. When everyone left, I picked myself up off the couch and stared down at Ace sleeping on the floor. I should have known one of them would stay, I also should have known it would be him. I sneak over him and take myself into the bathroom after checking on the kids. I stare at my red puffy face in the mirror, and see what I’ve let myself become. I have to fix this. Living without him, it’s just not an option for me. It’s just…not. The idea I have been playing with, is still hazy in my mind. It has potential, and right now it seems the only thing I can think about.
I splash my face with water, then I turn and walk back out into the living room. Ace is sitting on the couch now, his hair sleep ruffled and his bare chest shining under the lamp light. I tilt my head, thinking that one day Ace will make someone very happy, I just wish my sister would pull her head out of her ass and see it. When he notices me, he gives me a gentle smile and pats the couch beside him. I walk over, dropping my backside down. Then I turn to him, letting my gaze search his. I wonder if Ace will go for my idea? I know he’s hesitant about how he treats Jagger, so he might not think it’s a good idea but I have to try something, I can’t let this be the end.
“Why aren’t you with him?” I ask, my curiosity burning more than my needing to ask him for help.
“He fucked up, Willow. I have his back, I’ll always have his back, but right now…he’s makin’ a mistake and I can’t let him do it to you. If you were just some girl, I wouldn’t care, but you’re not. You’re his wife, you have his children. It’s very different.”
I nod. “I need you to help me, Ace. For real though. Not some stupid strip club. It’s not enough. He’s broken. He doesn’t feel. I don’t even know if he cares about me anymore, but that doesn’t mean I’ll give up on him, because I’m not ready to do that. He needs help, no matter what he chooses in the end. I have tried so many different tactics, but what I have come up with now, isn’t exactly on everyone’s to do list.”
“What is it you’re thinking?”
“Do you know if he can still access that old house? The one he put me in when he captured me?”
“Yeah, it’s still his.”
“Do you have a key?”
“I can get in. Where are you going with this, Willow?” he says, narrowing his eyes.
“Hear me out before you say anything. I want to lock him out there, with all of us. I want to take him from all of this and keep him there. He’s blocked everything out. All the talking in the world won’t make him feel again. It’s in there, I know it is, we just have to get it out.”
“How’s locking him up going to cause that?”
“He’ll go mad. It will get to him. He will get angry. Explode. He will want to be let free and it will break him. At least, I hope it will.”
“It’s risky Willow, if he’s too far gone and doesn’t break, then we could make it worse.”
“I’ve tried everything else, Ace. I need my husband back. I love him and I won’t stop until he’s ok. If he just lets the wall down, and lets himself deal with what happened, then he can start piecing his life together again.”
“This is a risk, Willow.”
I swallow and nod my head. I know just how risky it is. It could go so horribly wrong, and it could ruin everything. In a sense though, how much more can I possibly lose?
“I know it is, but I have to do something Ace. He walked out on me. He is willing to give up his family because he honestly believes he feels nothing. I don’t know any other way to bring him out, aside from risking my life and scaring him. But that’s not going to happen. I think getting him angry, could be the only way.”
“What about Mag’s?”
“I don’t know, she’s already angry at him…I don’t know if that will help. He needs to get frustrated, he needs to explode.”
“I think you could be right,” Ace