Liberation [completed]

Cooking- Mia

When I wake up, for the first time in forever, I don't think of my past. He comes to my mind and the perfect night we had last night.

"Why were you at the diner that day?" I had asked him as we walked through New York's upper east side streets.

Asher had his arm around me and was holding me tightly to him. He seemed to take my request to heart and wasn't letting me go or stop him from holding me. I knew he wouldn't take advantage of that. I was beginning to trust him, I realised then. 

"My car broke down and I was driving by that part of town" He answers me simply.

I sigh happily, glad his car had broken down that day.

"I'm glad it broke down if I was being honest," Asher tells me after a while.

I grin thinking the same thing. "And the other time?" I ask him.

He stiffens next to me and I look up to see his expression. "I was in the area," he says stiffly.

"Doing what? That doesn't seem like your part of town" I tell him jokingly.

"Aren't you the nosy detective" He chuckles pressing his hands gently into my hips.

"Just trying to piece things together" I answer him as I lean into him. Attempting to keep the atmosphere light. 

Asher stops and I stop with him, he looks down at me and searches my face for something. I tried to be as open as I could hoping he'd find the reassurance he was looking for.

"I was looking for you" He admits looking down as though it were an embarrassment. "I didn't like the idea of you staying in that area. I couldn't stand the thought of you there. I had read that morning in the paper of a girl who was killed from being mugged. I just...if anything happened to you, Mia..." Asher said painfully like the very idea of me getting hurt, physically hurt him.

This time, I pushed my hands around him and buried myself into him. I hugged him holding him tightly to me. No one had ever cared for me so deeply. No one had ever cared if anything happened to me. I felt feelings for Asher that I didn't even know existed. They were all positive ones but they were all so overwhelming. That I wanted to run away from them. I was so scared of them. I was used to the negative emotions. I could handle that. Positive ones, I wasn't very familiar with.

I had expected these feelings to go off by now. But they only seemed to intensify and as I picked out what to wear today, I wanted to look good for Asher. It was so weird, how I was becoming more aware of him and how one night could change so much in me. I was excited to see Asher today and spend the day with him. I already used to look forward to him coming back but I assumed that was stemmed from my boredom at the apartment but now I knew it was more. If only he felt the same way.

I skip down the stairs to the dining room to find Asher already there, drinking his cup of coffee.


"Do you ever sleep?" I ask him as I walk in.

Asher looks up at me and smiles, "Yes, I just wake up early" He answers me, "Who else was gonna make us breakfast?" He asks as I sit down in my seat.

"Erm, Martha?" I say knowingly as I give him an I'm-not-dumb look.

"Martha's taking the weekends off from now on," Asher tells me smugly and I look at him and down to the pancakes and eggs in front of me.

"Are these edible?" I ask him with a smirk.

"You mock me Mia, but you'll come to find out that I'm a very good cook." 

"You can't be better than me," I say proudly. I could only cook mac and cheese and fry an egg. That's as far as my cooking abilities went.