"Awww look who need help" a very familiar voice cooed. This can't be happening he can't be the one here. I should just let go of my branch and hope I die. You retard you should be happy he can save you. He's not going to save me.
"So princess do you need help?" I can hear the smirk In His voice.
"Shut up" I snarled
"Ok. I guess you don't need me." Asher begins to walk away just as my left-hand slips.
"Ok fine in need your help," I yell panicking.
"What's the magic word?"
Can you believe this guy right now! "Ple-" my hand slipped I feel myself free falling in the air. I closed my eyes. If I survived this fall, I would be in so much pain. And here comes the impact.
"What hospital am I in?" I whisper. I slowly look up and see the very chiseled jawline of Asher. His stormy eyes were soft for a moment before returning to annoyance.
"Women, why are you so light?" He questions but I can hear the smirk in his voice.
"It's genetic" I deadpan not wanting to go into further detail about my family.
"Well, I believe you owe me now!" Asher says.
"Like hell I do. I owe sponge bob more than I owe you. I've missed out on most of his episodes!" Big woop he saved my life. I might be exaggerating but still...
"Or you know I can tell Emma, and maybe she will lock you in her closet" oh damn not Emma's closet. Emma showed me it once. It was filled to the top with girly outfits. Being in there stressed me out, but it wasn't enough to change my mind!
"You honestly think that locking me in her enormous with tv and refrigerator is gonna change my mind?"
"No, but I can always tell her that you would love to work at her fashion company for the rest of the month!" Asher said with smugness in his voice.
I felt the blood leave my face. I can not work in her business. It's too damn annoying and girly.
"Fine, what do you want?" I said hoping he was going to say a free self-defense class so I can kick his ass judo style!
" I want you to be my servant for the entire month." Well my choices were serving or fashion helper for a month
"Fine, I'll be your servant!" I reluctantly spoke through gritted teeth. "I'm going to make you regretting doing this to fucking ass hole" I cursed under my breath.
"Great you can start tomorrow morning by polishing my chair in the science classroom. I still think there are some pink stains on my chair."
"Fuck it I'll take whatever punishment Emma throws at me" I growled.
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"Ok, I want that hot pink lipstick on her. Jane finish curling her hair. Martha put her into the pink cocktail dress" Emma yelled.
So pretty much Asher tattled, and I'm stuck being a model at Emma's company. And I was losing my sanity every second I spent there. That's when I felt someone do the unthinkable they tried to remove my gold bracelet that I got from the military school. No one and I mean no one touches that bracelet. That bracelet symbolized so much for me. They even had two small diamonds on the side which made it more feminine. I smacked my hand of the lady who was trying to take the bracelet off. She looked at me in shock, and I saw that there was a red hand print left there. "I am done, Emma. I can't put up with this shit."
"Language" Emma yelled.
"If you're not gonna help me at work then you have to help Asher with whatever he needs."
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