Breaking Loose [Original]

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Fourteen
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A NEW BEGINNING.

It was hard to believe it was.

Everything looked the same, Asher couldn't sleep long enough. It wasn't the nightmares that kept her awake but the thought that she was cared for.

She was important to someone, it was hard to believe that!

Everything Harry had said that night, she could not get herself to think anything else.

As she stared at her reflection in the dirty convenience mirror she couldn't gather any thoughts. They were flying around her small head. It was impossible, yet there was that comfort in the feeling of knowing she at least mattered. It was the most fulfilling thing she ever felt.

When she stared long and hard enough and didn't see anything past her swollen eyes and freckles, she walked out.

She froze in her tracks when she saw someone against the opposite wall outside. He raised his head, and a fond smile played on his lips "Finally"

Everest?

He straightened off the wall and walked closer, she felt uncomfortable looking him in the eye after humiliating him like that the other day. She planned to meet him and make things right, for their project but... It just sounded so much easier in her head.

"Everest" her voice was constricted because her nerves ran wild.

"She finally says my name," he folded his arms, making his muscles pop.

"Look,"

"No" he shook his head "don't try to make things right"

Her brows drew together... What?

"You were right. I was a dumbass and I kinda realized."

She pursed her lips unsure of what to say or think.

" Let's just get over with this project so I can know if I'm playing next season" he told her, in every seriousness. " You probably have something you'll get from this too" he said, he wasn't asking and yes he was damn right.

She nodded once.

"Perfect. So we should start something, " he pulled out his phone " What's your number? " He looked up at her.

Number... What number?

Oh! Phone number " It's +1...."

"Great, so I'll text you"

"I didn't mean to humiliate you that day though" her voice was lower

His lips curled upwards "Oh trust me, that was nothing" and he left.

Asher forced that to slide the moment Harry texted her.

Called you an hour ago. You good?

She smiled and replied.

Later that evening a number texted her and she immediately knew who it was. She put her brush down and opened the message.

Wednesday

The first message read.

He really shouldn't call her that anymore. Perhaps it didn't matter then, now she knew who it was.

17 Crestwood Ave.

The second message read and there was a thumbs up emoji.

How am I sure you're not planning to have me killed when I get to this address?