[Asher's POV]
"I expected you to be the last person to save me."
I lifted my head, not believing my ears, as I stared at the familiar figure, grunting, trying to sit himself up.
"You are awake?" I whispered in disbelief, while Chase tried stretching his arms, before groaning in pain.
"I guess so."
Without a second thought, I flung myself onto him, holding him tight, as I let out a sigh of relief, "Oh my God, you are okay."
"I-I really appreciate the gesture, but, " He grunted, before continuing, "You are kind of cutting off my air flow...and....I....am very close...to fainting...again."
I immediately released him, letting him fall back to the bed, "Shit, sorry. Are you okay?"
"I have been better." He winced, adjusting himself, before he sat up again with a start, "Wait- what about Mr. Black and Violet? Are they okay?"
