Chapter 5-The Gates

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"What are we supposed to do again?" I ask now that we're at the gates. "You distract them, I'll jump over and then come get you" he gives me a look of pure thrill. "Oh hell no!" I gasp. There would be no way that I would distract a bunch of guards while he got all the glory. "Fine, I'll just go solo " he abnounced, jumping out of the jeep in one swift moment.

The gates were massive, bigger than our 20 story buildings at least. It was all solid metal pipes, cross crossing like a chain link fence. On the left of the heavily guarded gate opening was a ladder to which If you didn't get daught, you could climb high up to the top , walk along the top to the far right where another ladder was there to assist you on your way down. Everything was all highly secured, making it a truly impossible mission.

"Asher! Are you freaking crazy! Get your ass in the car. We're going home" I shouted, the blonde man just smiled as he continued to walk towards the giant fence. "C'mon ash. Just get in the damn car " I whined. I so did not want to get caught or blamed for this. I had a sister to care for. "I will if you kiss me" he turned around and stared at me with luscious eyes. "What?" I ask. He smiles politely in return, "you heard me. I Get in the car, and we'll go home as long as you kiss me." I look at him like he's gone insane. "Nope" I pop the P. Asher turns around and continues towards the fence.

What did I learn in school ? Oh yeah, if you get caught anywhere near this bloody fence you're better off dead. I groan, "fine. Just get in the car" I bury my head in my hands. "That was easy" I hear him murmur as he runs towards the car and bounces in. I can't help but feel a moment of relief. Asher is safe and so am I. "So when did this whole thing start?" He asks, I pick my head back up. "What thing?" I purse, what is he talking about? "The whole 'oh no! Asher! Don't do that! I'm worried about you! I love you! Let me kiss you! Mwah mwah mwah ' thing" he beams a smile from ear to ear. That asshole. I didn't say that! I wasn't even that worried. I punch his arm and he laughs, while speeding back off in the direction of home. "I never said any of that" I mutter, looking out the window. "But you were thinking of it peaches" he whistled, happy as a clam. His whole being excites me as well as annoys me. The way he looks for instance; he has beautiful blonde hair but funny looking ears, he has a body of an athlete but eats anything he wants. He acts so cool but he doesn't have a lot of money besides the sponsors. He's just Asher. Everything he does is good and bad in its own way.

The drive home wasn't as bad as I thought. It was quarter to five, 45 minutes until dinner when Asher and I walked through the door. My mother, Elaine Parker greeted Asher enthusiastically. She always loved him like a son she never had, most likely because our relationship bets brought her big bucks. "Mrs.Parker how nice to see you again" he smiled, hugging my short mother tightly. "Ah Asher, you just make yourself at home. Can I get you anything?" She smiled so politely it was easy to tell how fake she was. "No thank you m'aam. I just have to go cash in a promise". Asher looked at me and then the upstairs rather quickly. I laughed nervously whilst grabbing his arm and leading him in the direction of my room. He walks in to the familiar purple space, sitting down on my bed as I close the white door.

My room is massive. I have all 4 walls painted a royal purple with white butterflies. a large king sized bed sat in the middle against the far wall under a window. To the left of my bed on the other wall was the door to my walk in closet , across from it was my ensuite. I had an easel, a white desk and a chest also in my room. It was quite cozy. I flicked on the chandelier light and watched the crystals disperse light. "I never imagined your room to look so... girly" he uttered, glancing at photographs of my friends and family on the wall. So many pictures of me and herrin. So many memories, making being with him most awkward and unpleasant. "Thanks" I smile, sitting myself on the bed beside him. I felt the heat radiating off of him as he moved his arm a little closer, inching his hand closer to mine. Touching my fingers with his. The warm tingling sensation radiating through me. I gasped, pulling away quickly. "What the hell?" I was surprised he took me, surprised it felt so good. "Sorry" he mumbled, getting up off the bed. "I can't do this. You win, we got home and you don't need to kiss me... I gotta go. Bye Aisling" he muttered so quickly, leaving me alone in my room. What did I do wrong? He never puts up a wall with me, even if I don't flirt back. I won't deny myself that I don't like this. Him running out on me is not usual. I shut my eyes, trying to make sense of it.

'"Mr. Star, all do respect sir but I can't marry her. She doesn't love me. I can't marry someone that will wake up in the morning wishing she was with someone else, someone who will give birth to my children and hate them because they look like me. I don't want that for her. I'm no good for her, she's so pure, and sweet. She needs someone like him. Someone who can still protect her, but deep down she loves him. She may not realize it now but if she wakes up every morning and sees his face she will be happy" Asher steps back as he looks towards the grim man. He has his pipe in his mouth like usual, he looks furious as his eyes burn into Asher. "It has been decided Mr.Stone you will make Ms. Aisling Parks a Mrs. Stone by tomorrow night. I don't care about your excuses, it has been written so it shall be done! Do I make myself clear?" The old man coughs on the smoke but manages to smile slyly. "Crystal." Asher begins to walk out. "Oh and Mr. Stone, if you try anything I will know. I have eyes and ears on everything and everyone. " Asher slams the door'

I open my eyes with a start. I read that Asher was my future, although that conversation has yet to happen... I look down at my left hand, my ring finger is empty but soon it will be held by Asher's diamond. I cannot believe what Asher said about me. Of course I would rather not marry that of an imbecile but what other choice do I have? I would have to learn to love him , would I awake every morning and wish that he was Herrin? I close my eyes and drift off to sleep, I need to think.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 17, 2016 ⏰

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