Talk to me

I let out a breath after I finished telling Asher everything that I needed to tell him, and by the look on his face, I knew he wasn't taking this well. My heart pounded in my chest and I stared into his eyes hoping he'd say something, anything.

"He... he was at your apartment? He knows where you live?" He sounded completely horrified, and it mirrored how I felt.

I nodded, biting my lower lip. "Yeah, and I don't know what else he knows..."

Now Asher looked more furious than before as he stepped away from me and started pacing back and forth, his hand going through his hair as he sighed out.

"Why didn't you call me?" He finally asked as he turned to stare at me, scolding me with his glare.

"We weren't exactly talking, Asher, and I didn't think you'd give two shits after I walked out on you." I swallowed, a lump forming in my throat, knowing that I should have called him but I just didn't have the guts to do it. Not to mention I didn't have his number either.

"Upset at you or not, Layla,