HIIIIII!!!! I MISSED YOU GUYSSSSS T_T SORRY FOR THE LONGGGGGGG WAIT, JUST LIFE HAS BEEN GETTING TO ME, ETC BUT I WILL SAY I AM LITERALLY OFFICIALLY BACK THIS TIME! SO FAR I HAVE UPDATED 2 BOOKS WITH MY NEW AND IMPROVED SCHEDULE I MADE~ I HAD OTHER PLANS TO UPDATE ANOTHER BOOK, BUT YOU KNOW I SAID F IT AND HERE I AM ^^ I HOPE YOU GUYS STILL LOVE THIS BOOK AS I AM READY FOR THIS SERIES TO BE OVER WITH NGL... STARTED IN 2017 Y'ALL IT'S ABOUT TIME T_T
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~~~ ASHER'S POV ~~~
I was in a room. It was dark, and the curtains were cold, but you could still see some light come through. I don't know what time it is, nor where is my Mother. After leaving Roman, and my Uncles it has been a blur ever since. The last thing I remember leaving the pack was Mr. Roman so angry... I have never seen him so angry before - I bet he would ever tell/show me but still... I also remember a gun going off, and Uncle Trever on the floor holding his thigh that was bleeding... there was so much blood I felt sick to my stomach.
*Coughs*
"Ugh... my throat is so freaking parched," I said to myself. I decided to get up from what looked like a king-sized bed and get something to drink. Looking around the room I noticed a cup of water sitting on top of a coffee table. Getting the courage to get up I put my feet on the floor, but when I did I immediately noticed...chains?
"What the actual hell?" My head was spinning as to what person did this to me. After realizing what state I was in, I started to examine my entire body for any signs of injury, or something! Upon my investigation, I felt bandages on my neck. I was so confused as to why I had these bandages... and then it hit me!
My Father cut me. I think it was an accident, but knowing him I don't know what to think. Ughhhh I just wanna go home! I want to go back to Roman, and everyone else... I feel so alone.
*Door sound opening*
"Ah, I see you finally woken up Son." I heard a male voice say behind me.
I turned around, moving backward to be far away from this man. My Father moved towards me, of course with his signature smirk on his face. Eventually, my luck ran out as I tripped on my ankle chain and fell flat on my butt wincing a little bit from the impact.
My Father eventually got to where I was and bent down to my level. He reached out to me and touched my neck, of course, I flitched because I didn't want him touching me. I pushed his hand away, that seemed to have done the trick for a little bit... that was until I saw his mood change real quick. My Father smacked my face and then proceeded to take one of his hands and grab me by the throat this time forcibly & shove me on the floor hard.
"Now why did you have to go and do that? I was just gonna see how your neck was, but no you had to be a brat and push my hand away. Tsk, tsk Son you really are like your Mother I will give you that." My Father says while he hovered over me.
He shook his head back in forth as if he was disappointed, or whatever. After a while, he got up from where he was and let me go. He sat down on his couch, pulled out a cigarette and lighter, and started smoking.
Eventually, I got up myself from where I was laying down on the floor and touched my cheek. It still hurt from the touch of being slapped earlier, but I have come to terms with being hurt by him. My Father just stared at me as I got myself off the ground, I remembered I wanted some water earlier so I grabbed the cup and drank it as if my life depended on it.
"You're so beautiful like your Mother, you know that? The fact you resemble her and act like her does piss me off, but the most thing was the fact she never told me about you! I figured she had her reasons - I mean look at me! I'm a sadistic bastard, who loves seeing people in pain haha... ahhh no wonder she never let you meet me."
I looked away as he began to ramble to himself. Should I be disgusted my own Father called me beautiful? Probably yes, but am I no... I put back the cup I used to drink the water and walked back to I'm assuming my Father's bed since I literally have nothing else to do, but unwind and sleep the days away.
"I will be back later Asher, will you wait for me?" Robert asks me.
I didn't say anything but wave my hand back and forth. My Father leaves the room, locking it behind him just in case for no reason as if I could leave this hell hole anyways. Eventually, I got tired of looking at the ceiling, so instead, I decided to turn on my side and try to doze off once again.
"Hurry up & save me please Roman..."
~~~ TO BE CONTINUED ~~~
ANNNNNND THAT'S A RAP! THIS CHAPTER WAS SOMETHING I WILL SAY THAT XD I WAS JUST GOING TO WHAT MY BRAIN WAS THINKING AND HERE YA GO! SO YEAH, SO FAR ASHER HAS MET HIS FATHER AGAIN, AND OFC ROBERT BEING ROBERT CAN'T CONTROL HIS ANGER...
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