Episode 38 - A Different Asher

What the hell happened?

Cole did most of the work of carrying him to the bathroom as I was already crying. With grunts and groans from here and there, and little pushes from me, we were able to take him to the bathroom.

I grabbed a bowl and filled it with warm water while Cole tried taking Asher's stained shirt off. But Asher was having none of it as he harshly slapped Cole's hand's and moved to do it himself.

"Keep your fucking hands away from me Frederick or I'll punch you in the gut."

He growled.

I sighed and signaled to Cole that I would help him out of the shirt. He nodded and stood back. I could tell from the energy coming from Cole that he was pissed but tried to keep his anger at bay.

"What are you even still doing here anyway?" Asher asked harshly.

He was seriously pushing his luck.

"Stop it Asher," I cautioned. "Cole's just trying to help but all you've done is abuse him all night." I pointed out.

"Well I didn't ask for his help." He mummured quietly, but I heard him