[Violet's POV]
My breath caught when I saw the door to Chase's apartment open. Did someone break in? I entered the house and was astonished to see drops of blood on the floor.
Shit. I shouldn't have left him. I cocked my gun and silently moved further in. There was a slight sound of shuffle. Pushing through the door of the bedroom, I pointed the gun in front of me.
There was no one.
I looked around and my eyes fell on the two figures on floor who were staring back at me wide-eyed. My mouth dropped open as I took in the scene. A shirtless Chase was lying on floor and on the top of him was...
...Asher.
"Oh my God, what the- Oh my God." I slapped a hand over my eyes and walked out of the room.
"Wait it's not- hey get off of me!"
The three of us sat in silence at the dining table. I cleared my throat and decided to break the uncomfortable silence.
"So that was..." I let the sentence hang in air not knowing what else to say.
