Asher's Heart

Chapter 21

"Where is she?" Asher bellowed as he entered the kitchen in only a towel around his waist, his hair dripping and pink. He eyes darted around the room until they zeroed in on me.

"I am going to kill you," he growled, advancing towards me.

I shrieked and leaped off the chair, running around the kitchen, giggling as Asher ran after me.

"You better run for your life Anderson because when I catch you, you're dead," he said furiously.

"If you catch me," I corrected and hid behind Ashton who was clutching his stomach in laughter.

"God!... you... look... oh my God!" Ashton managed to get out in between laughs.

Ashton was the only thing separating me from Asher and his fury. Whenever he tried to reach me from one side I would duck to another side. This went on for several moments until he got frustrated and moved Ashton out of the way.

I looked wide-eyed and broke into another run. We circled the kitchen counter and I could hardly pay attention as I was too busy laughing at how ridiculous he looked. My eyes caught Ashton filming it all and I grinned.

"You are dead, Anderson," he growled and pounced on me. He caught me from the waist which made me squeal and scooped me up, smirking down at me.

"Caught you," he said and I could see a malicious glint in his eyes.

"Put me down, Asher!" I yelled in his ear.

He flinched.

"Hey you! Better film this too," he said to Ashton who smirked in return and gave him a thumbs up.

My mouth fell open and my heart dropped. He was supposed to be my savior! I looked at Asher in dread. What was he going to do with me?

He walked out from the backdoor with me in his arms and Ashton on his tail.

"Put me down!" I said looking everywhere but him. I was very well aware of his warm bare skin against mine. My heart was beating twice as fast and it wasn't only because of anticipation.

As I realized where he was taking me I struggled to get out of his hold.

"No, not there, please!" I shook my head.

"Asher..." Ashton started reluctantly.

He threw him a glare and I would have laughed at how that made him look with pink hair and all, but I was too scared.

I clutched at his neck tightly.

"I am sorry! Don't do this!" I pleaded.

"You played your prank. Now, face the consequences," he said.

He reached the end of the pool and I looked at him with pleading eyes. I was scared of going underwater and he knew that. Still, he was planning on throwing me in the pool. I could have a panic attack and could die!

I felt his hold on me weakening. I held onto him tighter. I had no doubt he would let me fall if I let go.

"Asher, let her go. It's enough," Ashton said in a stern voice. He had kept his phone away.

"That's what I am doing, brother," he said. I felt sick. How could he be so cruel?

I buried my face in the crook of his neck and tightened my arms around him further. I felt him stiffen.

"Please," I whispered.

I felt his body slump.

"Fine," he said.