I had some extra time to write, because my kids are very lazy this monday. I might force them to go to a playground later. Chapter is a bit longer than usual. Hope you like the chapter. I have no experience with depression myself, but many people in my family have. i felt a bit depressed when my dad died, but that is different. I hope I described it in a way that feels familiar and you can relate to. I loved writing Asher like this big teddy bear that just wants to help Leia. Leia won't be cured immediately. this is a proces. But i think Asher made a start here. And Kate ofcourse, because she brought Leia here.
Asher’s pov Leia fell asleep on top of my chest and when I woke up she practically covered my entire body with hers. I didn’t mind at all. “She is helping you. You sound better already.” Logan said happily. I did feel a lot calmer and I could actually sleep with Leia around me, but I was pretty sure that seeing a girl hung up on a tree, wasn’t something I would forget so easily. Not to mention everything that happened before. Leia was still asleep on top of me. I wondered if she had nightmares too. And why she slept so much. I hoped she would stay longer. Cyrus didn’t seem to mind and maybe I could help Leia too. I breathed in her scent and softly traced lines on her back and arms. Her skin was so soft. I loved how it looks against mine. “Like chocolate and vanilla,” Logan joked. When Leia woke up she got off me right away, looking mortified. “Sorry, fuck. I used you as a fucking pillow. Did I fucking drool on you? So sorry.” I laughed loudly, “I didn’t mind it one bit. You ca
Kate’s pov Leia has been staying at the packhouse for almost a week now. She says it’s just because she’s too lazy to go home, but I’m sure she’s pretending to not want to be here, because she’s been looking a lot better. She’s actually eating too and her hair isn’t starting to turn into one big dreadlock anymore. Mom and dad gave her a spare room to sleep in. I think Cyrus doesn’t really like his little girl sleeping with a guy. Even if it is Asher. But every morning I see her door open and I know where she has really been sleeping. Asher is looking better too. The bags under his eyes are gone and he’s smiling more. Today he asked me for some help to surprise Leia. I have never seen Asher be this way around a girl, beside Sierra, Amelia and me. But with Leia he’s different. He is so sweet around her, but also very strict. He is making her eat and shower. He’s been driving her to school and back. Goddess, if he could he would sit with her in class. Everyone at school is behaving
Sierra’s pov I’ve been dating Tyler. We’re taking things slow and he’s a great guy. In a few months’ time we’ll find out if he’s my mate or not. He would be a great mate. He is sweet, he doesn’t mind that I have a bigger career in my future than he does and he is a great kisser. We haven’t done anything more yet, although I feel like we could soon. There is a part of me that holding back for some reason. Maybe it’s the same part that gets angry every time I see Mic and Kate hang out. Mic is always touching Kate and they seem so happy together. That should make me happy too right? But it doesn’t. It pisses me off. I’m sure Mic is nice and all, but I just want to beat her up, every time I see her stupid face. I guess I just want better for Kate. Mic isn’t good enough. Yeah, that must be it. I’m angry every time I see Kate. Angry at her for choosing Mic, for getting over me so quickly. She used to have this big crush on me for years and in like a few days it’s just gone?! And she choo
Leia’s pov I have no fucking clue why I let Asher, Kate and Sierra to this whole make-over for me. It wasn’t like it would fucking work. Like Mark said, no amount of lipstick would stop me from being a pig. Not a real fucking pig of course, I was well aware that I was not thick enough. I didn’t have fucking boobs or an ass. I might as well be a fucking boy, I was the same size as a twelve year old anyway. Stop it, Leia! I told myself, trying to focus on Asher’s hand on my scalp. I had loved staying here. Asher made me eat, he would help me with everyday tasks that were too hard for me and he was so sweet. Like too fucking sweet, I didn’t deserve that. It was my fault Asher was even in this whole mess. He said I was here to help him, but I didn’t do jack shit. All I did was sleep in his bed and let him take care of me. Maybe taking care of me made him feel better? Like he would feel like a fucking hero, rescuing the poor abusive victim? Nah, that doesn’t sound like Asher. Every nig
Asher’s pov Goddess, Leia looked too good with her new hair. And then she stood in my room in just her underwear. I wanted to touch her, wanted to put my mouth on her little pink nipples and make her moan my name. But she wasn’t ready. “We will have her, one day.” Logan said reassuringly. He had more confidence than I did. But for now I just wanted Leia to be well. Too feel good about herself. After we ate dinner together, we crawled into bed and she placed her red hair on my chest. Sorry, burgundy. It’s all the same to me, but it looked really good. “Goodnight, princess.” I said as I kissed the top of her head. “I’ll miss you when you go home tomorrow.” Leia turned as red as her hair. She almost whispered, “me too.” “What did you say, Leia? I didn’t hear you,” I teased her. “You fucking heard me. Now go to sleep.” She growled. “That’s my girl.” I said laughing. She wasn’t mine. But I wanted her to be, so badly. She didn't contradict me though. We fell asleep and I had no ni
Leia’s pov My mom practically ran towards me when I arrived back at the farm. She must be really fucking excited to see me. It made me feel guilty for thinking about hurting myself. Mom, dad and I talked for a while until I left for my room. I told them about the week. How I had slept a lot. How Asher had forced me to eat and shower like some fucking prison guard, but a nice one. Which made dad laugh and how they gave me make-over. I didn’t tell them shit about sleeping in Asher’s bed every night though or the conversations we would have together. I don’t think dad and mom knew what Mark had done to me. They knew he had hurt me, but not the rest. Nothing really happened, but it was going too. And well, fucking hell. It felt silly that I was so fucking traumatized, by something that almost happened. But I was scared shitless that night. Goddess, don’t start thinking about that now. There were a lot of people that cared for me. I fucking realized that this week. Kate, my kitty Kat, m
Kate’s pov “So it seems Asher is dating Leia now?” I heard a girl say. “He must feel pity for her or something. It won’t last.” Her friend replied. “I know they say Asher’s didn’t kill her ex, but it does seem convenient that he’s dating Leia now that her ex is murdered.” The first girl said. “Yeah, the whole Bella being a psycho seems kind of out of character.” Ugh, I was stuck in this stupid toilet waiting for the girls to exit. I couldn’t go out. They were talking about my brother and my best friend. I could go out, but then I’d have to beat them up and I wasn’t in the mood for drama today. Things have actually gone pretty well the last three weeks. For one, Leia seems a lot better. She’s seeing Doctor Angela now and is taking anti-depressants. I asked what it felt like. And Leia had said, “it makes me feel fucking numb. Since I’m half werewolf, Angela has to figure out the right dose. But numb is better than being terrified or fucking exhausted all the time.” Asher and Lei
Sierra’s pov I’m happy for Asher and Leia. I really am. But I kind of miss talking to my best friend. Although I’m not sure, Asher is the person I could go to for boy problems. I have never dated anyone before Tyler, so Asher and I never had the chance to discuss anything like this. He didn’t talk about his love life, because it wasn’t so much as a love life, but more a sex life. And I didn’t need to know about his conquests. He has talked to me about Leia a bit, so maybe I could share about Tyler. It was worth a shot. Otherwise I would have to talk to my mom, brother or Kate about it and none of them seem to be the right choice. I didn’t want to discuss my love life with my family and I didn’t want to make Kate uncomfortable, we were finally getting along again. “Leia is doing her homework with Kate today, want to hang out?” Asher asked me after class. “Yes, loved to. Meet at my house or yours?” I replied. “Yours, I haven’t seen your brother and mom in ages.” Asher said. We drov