Esten lay limp on the couch in the hospital, the girls sitting around him. Louise was still recovering from what Ashton had done to her, and she lay on the opposite side of the couch to Esten.
About two hours after the event had occurred, the house encouraged Esten and Ashton to sit down together and talk things through. They were reluctant at first, but eventually agreed, when the house told them that they, as a couple, would not survive this without talking it through. However, Ashton was still hesitant even after this being explained to him, and he had only agreed to this talk when he'd seen the state Esten was in.
It was then that Ashton revealed the truth about his sexuality.
"It was about six months ago that the boys and I figured out you'd got a crush on me. So, being the pranksters they are, they told me to pretend to be gay, and to trick you into a relationship. So I did, thinking that this would be easy, but then I couldn't do it. I began to fall in love with you emotionally, but not sexually. It's like I can be emotionally attracted to men, but sexually attracted to women. When I did that to Louise, I don't know what I was thinking. I was just desperate for release." After some silence, he spoke again: "I'm so sorry, Esten."
Ashton was very lucky that Esten hadn't hit him right there. "So you fucking ripped her face up?" He scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. Ashton's eyes darted toward the ground in shame.
Esten decided it was time for revenge. He debated on fighting Ashton, or ripping up his prized possessions, but that was too much. Instead, he decided on telling Ashton his real age. He knew very well of Ashton's heart condition—Ashton fainted whenever anything remotely shocked him. There were risks involved with this, though. When he was a child, Ashton had fainted and not awoken for a month when his mother had died suddenly in the night. Not only was this a shock to him, but he'd been very stressed leading up to the event. Esten considered this, and figured that he'd probably be out for a night.
So, like he'd predicted, he blurted out his age, and after processing this, Ashton had fainted. Esten rose from the bed and told the others of this, and sat and enjoyed a tea, a smirk playing across his face. This was his kind of revenge.
