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Chapter 126 (Asher's POV)

December 24th

Asher's POV

"Merry Christmas Eve!" Ezra cheers pulling me out of bed. I blink awake, giving him a bewildered look. "I-it's Christmas Eve?" I ask not believing it at all. He nods as I go back to the only thing I'm good at, crying.

"Buddy, I didn't mean to make you cry" he mumbles pulling me into another comforting hug. "I thought I would be home by now- I'm never getting out of here" I breathe heavily. He pulls me out of his grasp and feels my forehead with a sigh.

"I thought you said you felt better?" He hissed backing away to get me some water. The door closes with a hesitant click and I immediately let the cough I had been holding in out. It burned and scratched my throat and I squeezed my eyes shut, hacking into my hands.

When the familiar click reaches my ears I immediately straighten up and open my eyes to wipe them. I stop and flip my hands over. "B-blood" I whimper but by the time I try to go to the bathroom it's too late and Ezra is standing over me, the cup of water on the floor.

"Buddy, talk to me, what happen- where is this from" he begs for an answer and I look up from my hands to him. I think he connected the dots. Wiping his hand over my mouth he rubs my shoulder as I just stay silent. I didn't know what to do.

Walking away from him, and straight to the bathroom I washed my hands- well-scrubbed them harshly wanting to make sure the red didn't stain my pale skin.

"Asher! It's going to be okay- you're going to be okay!" He takes me out of my thoughts as I stared at myself in the mirror. "No! Stop telling me I'm going to be okay! I'm not" I scream and his face doesn't change the same sympathetic look he always gave me.

"Asher" he whispers but I shake my head trying so hard to just stop. I don't know whether it was me trying to stop crying or stop breathing. I just wanted everything to stop.

Pushing off of him I go for the door. "Asher now is not the time for that" he shouts in protest but I throw the door open anyways not looking back. "Asher you're going to get caught!" He whisper-shouts but I shake my head.

I know, I'm not escaping. There's no point in trying, but I still have a little bit of faith in my family, so I need to live a bit longer. I don't even attempt to look at the door and find Ginny coming out of the kitchen.

She stared at me in complete shock, so I wrap my arms around her for a hug. "Can you please get Dad?" I bat my eyes trying to stay as innocent as possible. "Oh- of course!" She chuckles as Ezra comes running from the hall out of breath.

He flashes us a smile while Ginny looks between us. "We were having a discussion, and he couldn't wait to come to tell you" Ezra attempts to make an excuse for why he wasn't with me.

That's probably why he was so behind, he was trying to make a plan. "Yes- I can tell, I'm going to get his father now" she eyes him suspiciously and he quickly straightens up putting on his hard face.

"Watch him, don't let him out of your sight this time" she sighs kissing my head. "can't have my baby getting hurt" she hums before going to the door. Ezra sits down and groans into his hands.

"Damn it you scared me bad, you could have warned me." He groans putting his arm out for me. I take it and I'm quickly pulled into his lap. "Can't we just wait until they come back?" I ask shifting uncomfortably.

"Buddy last time we tried that they hit you for not cooperating with me" he whispers keeping his arms at his side. I fidget with my fingers trying to imagine anything else. "At least this way if they get in without us realizing, you're already in my lap, so we can't possibly be faking it" he explains clearing his throat.