BONUS POV [ASHER ARCH]
I can do it. Hunter is right, I've the power. I'm the son of a mafia member. I totally can do it.
I totally can't do it. Oh my God, I regret ever saying I would help him. I took a deep breath and walked up to Chase, who was standing outside the room with his arms crossed and a stern look on his face.
I blurted out the first thing that came to my mind.
"Someone stole my cat."
My cat?! What cat? I don't even have a cat.
Chase stared at me with no expression on his face, "Well that's....tragic."
I laughed.
He continued staring.
This is going bad, I don't think it can get any worse.
"I- uh- well I needed to talk to you."
"Then talk."
"It won't take much time, can you come with me?"
He stared at me and then towards the room and then back at me.
"Fine, but be quick."
I nodded and lead him to the pool area. There's hardly anyone around here most of the time. He crossed his arms once again as he faced me. I eyed his muscles. Wow, he could crush my skull with bare hands if he wanted to.
"Say whatever you wanted to say." He said impatiently, tapping his foot.
"You're hot."
Huh. Turns out, it actually could get worse.
And it definitely did. Would now be the right moment to snatch his gun and kill myself?
Hunter will not be invited to my funeral.
He gaped at me as if I had grown another head, and I really wished that was actually the problem.
"You both brothers are completely unhinged, just in bit of different directions but still fucking insane."
Oh no he is leaving. Well of course he is leaving, I did kind of creep him out. Think of something, think of somthing else.
"I-I panicked.....I actually kind of have a .....situation?"
His brows furrowed as he turned around to face me," What situation?"
Man, will you give me some time to think, I'm trying my best.
I took a step towards him but then to my utter horror, I tripped over my own shoelaces. Chase looked at me wide-eyed as I fell forward taking him down with me.
I closed my eyes and wished that when I open them again it will all just be a dream.
A nightmare most probably.
I opened my eyes when I felt something soft on my lips. My lips were pressed to his.
Shit!
The walk back was awkward, mainly 'cause Chase looked like he was ready to cry any minute now. I decided to break the silence.
"So it wasn't that bad, huh?"
If looks could kill, I would definitely be six-feet under by now.
He gritted his teeth as he spoke looking ahead," You speak of this ever again and I will forget whose son you are, you will die a thousand deaths before you actually die."
"Is this us bonding?" I let out a forced laugh .
He did not find it funny.
Kill me now.