Asher's POV
For the next few days Asher busied himself in work to keep from thinking about the crazy woman Sarah's words. Anytime he would be idle they would replay again and again in his mind threatening to drive him mad.
He would be lying to himself if he said he wasn't the slightest bit interested in what exactly it was she wanted from him. However, due to her manic behavior during their meet he knew getting involved with her would do nothing but bring him trouble.
It was due to that realization each time temptation would start rearing its ugly head, a small voice in the back of his mind would remind him to forget it and find something else to keep himself occupied.
However, as each day passed and the day of Summer's wedding grew closer, Asher found himself thinking of Sarah's words almost constantly and wondering if what she had to say involved being able to get Summer to leave Michael.
The prospect of it was so ver
Asher's POVSarah had remained silent as they ate, insisting that it was best that they had their discussion afterwards over a few drinks. Due to her insistence Asher ate quickly paying no mind to the taste or look of whatever was on the plate in front of him."Slow down Asher, it won't run away." Sarah joked as she watched him eat as if this was his last meal.Swallowing Asher pushed his now empty plate away from him before lifting his gaze to meet Sarah's amused eyes."I was just famished." He argued even though his reasoning sounded weak even to him.Raising an eyebrow Sarah chuckled, "of course you were."As she spoke she wiped her mouth with a napkin and pushed her plate away as well indicating that she too was finished with her meal.Finally, Asher couldn't help feel anticipation begin to buzz through his body."You like Summer don't you?" Sarah asked suddenly, her words catching Asher
Summer's POV Summer stared up at the large white building Michael had just pulled up to with the glowing red word 'Emergency' illuminated on it. It was early Thursday morning and her father had insisted that he be picked up upon discharge by his daughter and future Son-in-law. Of course, there was no way that they could deny this request. "You ready" Michael asked cutting the engine of his vehicle and beginning to unbunkle. Summer gave a slight nod, "Yeah, I'm ready." Watching Michael exit Summer took a deepbreath to try to calm her rattled nerves. Her relationship with her biological father could be considered anything but great. He treated herlike a tool rather than a beloved daughter. After all, that was the only reason he even decided to acknowledge her and bring her to his side in the first place. If he hadn't found her useful who knew where she would be right now.
Asher's POV Friday evening and the day of Michael and Summer's celebration banquet came in a flash, and Asher found himself once again staring at the entrance of Bon Temps. Despite his best efforts to convince himself that he wouldn't have any part of Sarah's plan to sabotage Michael and Summer's banquet, he found himself here now waiting for the woman to arrive so that he could be her plus one for the nights big event. Up ahead a line had already formed at the entrance of the building as two men busied themselves checking invitations, followed by doing body checks before allowing guests entrance. Asher found it odd given the fact this was simply a celebration for family and friends. Why would they even need to check those who were invited for weapons? "Asher!" A voice called from behind as he stood pondering this. Turning Asher watched as Sarah clad in a too tight gold dress with a dipping v-neck, that accentua
Summer's POVSummer positioned herself beside Michael at the top of the grand staircase of Bon Temps watching as the room below grew dark.She ran a hand down the sides of her silver sequined gown making sure it wasn't out of place in any way. After all she had to look picture perfect.For hours prior Summer had been the victim of an onslaught of stylists and makeup artists that had been hired to make her look like a rising star for the evenings main event. If she so much as ruined a strand of her hair there would be hell to pay.After dealing with them for so long her nerves were already fried and now having to walk down a staircase with a bunch of people watching was the last thing she wanted to do.Putting a hand to her chest Summer attempted to calm her heart, willing it to slow its erratic pace.As she fixed her gaze ahead preparing to make her entrance with her 'fiance' a spotlight flashed on, momentarily blindi
Asher's POVAsher's heart ceased to beat as he watched Summer slump forward into his arms as the drug Sarah had given her took effect.The fear he saw in her eyes right before they closed left him shaken to his very core. It was something he had never seen from her before, not even when her stepfather was at his worst."Summer." He tried now lightly touching her cheek, anxiety bubbling within him, "Summer, wake up."The image of her lying on that stretcher completely lifeless six years ago flashed across his mind, threatening to send him over the edge.With more urgency he began tapping Summer's cheek, trying his best to get her to wake up.His eyes that stayed focused on her face began to fill with tears as she lay unresponsive.Sarah had said it wouldn't harm Summer, so why was she unconscious now? The thought plagued him, as he frantically did his best to rouse her.Each passing second that she didn't
Asher remained in his hiding spot trying to hold a determined Summer still as the drama of the evening began to make its appearance.Despite her best struggles he kept her arms pinned to her sides, not allowing her to try to remove her clothes again.He looked on at the scene unfolding with wide eyes as more vehicles filled with news crews came rushing in, their tires squealing in their haste. Reporters hurriedly unloaded their equipment from them before heading one after the other to the entrance of Bon Temps.Asher could only imagine the scene that was most certainly about to take place within the buildings four walls.From the looks of the number of people arriving it was going to be a huge spectacle.Security tried their best to keep the reporters at bay, but in the end they lost due to being outnumbered and the wave of people ready for a big scoop managed to squeeze their way inside. He could hear a few shrieks of surprise fr
Summer's POVShe stared at the gruesome faces covered in blood, their mouths open wailing in agony. They moved towards her as she tried to back away.Behind them the devil himself smiled viciously enjoying the look of pure terror on her face.Try as she might she couldn't back any further as they closed in clawing at her while laughing.Waking with a jolt Summer attempted to catch her breath as her heart hammered in her chest. Her whole body shook from the overwhelming fear she was feeling from the same nightmare she had almost every night.Gasping for air she tried to collect herself and take in her surroundings.The first thing she noticed when she finally calmed was there seemed to be arms wrapped tightly around her. The second was that she was in a tub full of freezing water.Confusion ebbing she tried to recall what exactly led to this.She remembered being at the celebration banquet f
Summer's POV Summer's father watched her impassively as she worked to catch her breath. Her head was spinning and she felt like she was going to hurl, but she kept her face calm as she did her best to not show any weakness. "Now." Jackson said narrowing his gaze on her. "Summer, did you have anything to do with what happened this evening?" She looked to Michael who was watching her with bloodlust in his eyes, his face rigid, jaw clenching and unclenching. Summer was sure if her father hadn't arrived when he did she would already be dead. "Ask his mistress." She spat ripping her gaze from Michael and looking to a now sobbing Sarah. "It wasn't me!" Sarah who had been silent the whole time wailed. "How could you possibly place the blame on me?" As she spoke she acted pathetic, her fake sobs growing stronger. Unable to control herself Summer began clapping. "That's quite the
Asher's POVThe car Reggie was driving screeched to a stop in front of Jackson's house. The scene in front was that of a horror movie with all the ambulances and firetrucks that lined the streets and driveways.On the lawn ahead laid an unmoving woman that paramedics crowded around, while a foot away from her lay a body underneath a white sheet.Filling his heart begin to pound in his chest Asher jumped out of the car despite the yells of Reggie and Taylor, making his way quickly forward."SUMMER!" Asher yelled just as a police officer held out an arm to stop him from coming any closer. "LET ME GO!""I'm sorry but you can't move any closer." The police responded calmly while easily holding the frantic Asher back."Please!" Asher begged trying to break free.The longer Asher was held back by the officer the more his panic and fear grew. Everything about the scene he was watching was similar to that of six years ago.&n
Summer's POV "....How much....." The irrirated voice drifted to Summer through her hazy state. "......Longer..." As Summer began to come to she felt a chill run up her spine at the voices that were breaking through her hazy state. Memories of what had happened right before she blacked out began to drift to her as she slowly became aware. "Did you use too much electricity?" Michael demanded sounding ready to explode. "Does it really matter?" Jackson responded in annoyance. "Worst that happens the bitch dies, best she wakes up an idiot." Summer had to stop herself from laughing at her father's harsh words, neither man had noticed that she had woken up yet and she wanted to keep it that way. "The men will be here soon." Michael huffed, "If she doesn't wake up soon what good will she be for them?" "I'm sure they'd enjoy even if she was asleep." Jackson chuckled. No longer able to remain calm Summer shot
Summer's POV "Leave them out of this." Summer hissed keeping her gaze fixed on her father. "This is between us and neither one have anything to do with this." "Son?" The word could just be heard through the earpiece Summer was wearing. "Did he just say son?" Trying to ignore the chaos that was beginning to break out on the other side of the line Summer watched as Jackson began to move towards her. "But they do." He said now laughing. "Had neither existed then you wouldn't have been disobedient. You would have listened to everything I said and been a good submissive daughter." "I wouldn't have been submissive even if they didn't exist." Summer pointed out in disgust. "People aren't tools you can use as you please." "Oh aren't they?" Jackson countered as he closed the distance between them. "Everyone is a dispensable tool to me." Summer didn't have enough time to react as Jackson produced a taz
"What's the plan dad?" Reggie asked once everyone was settled and ready to listen. "Better be a good one." "I think we should have Summer purposely give herself away." Vincent explained. "ARE YOU INSANE!" Reggie yelled hitting the table. "Are you going insane in your old age?" "Hear him out." Summer murmured piqued by Vincent's suggestion. "What do you have in mind?" "I have some people on the inside that Jackson still isn't aware of." Vincent continued to explain. "They can keep us updated on what is happening with Summer and help us get on the inside." "But what if he hurts her?" Asher demanded taking Reggie's side on thinking the old mans plan wasn't the best. "Could you let him finish please." Summer snapped shutting up the two men. "Vincent please continue." "As I was saying," Vince grumbled, "we can let her get on the inside...." "DAD!" Reggie bellowed cutting the man off again.
Summer waited until Asher was fully asleep before she snuck out of the room and headed towards the common room of the Wilson's hideout to find the twins and their father still awake and deep in discussion. From the looks on their faces, it was clear that whatever they were talking about was pretty serious.Noticing Summer's presence they lifted their heads and fixed their eyes on her as she made her way towards them."What's up?" Summer asked as she reached. "I didn't mean to disrupt you.""It's no big deal." Reggie quickly said. "This involves you too anyway.""Oh yeah?" Summer asked sitting down beside Vincent. "What's going on?""Your father called." Vincent said slowly weighing Summer's reaction to this news. "He wants to have a meeting with you.""With me?" Summer repeated. "Did he say when?""Tomorrow." Reggie respoded as his face darkened. "You can't possibly be planning on going."
"You've grown some balls Summer." Allen whistled after Summer finished telling her story.During her tale Asher had managed to get an arm around her pulling her to sit on the bed beside him. Even after she had obliged he hadn't removed the arm, making it clear he was showing her emotional support. Summer appreciated the notion, but the looks she was recieving from everyone in the room due to it was a little much for her."It was a long time comin' if you think about it." Reggie pointed out in Summer's defense. "Should she just has stuck around with Michael all her life?"At the mention of Michael's name Asher's arm tightened around Summer's waist a movement that went unnoticed to everyone except Summer."I think she should have gone about this smarter." Allen countered shooting Reggie a look. "To do it this way, this was just asking to die.""She was almost killed before this!" Asher who had remained quiet until now snapped.
"Are you sure it is safe to move him?" Summer asked as Reggie and Taylor began lifting Asher off of his hospital bed. Wincing Asher tried to feign being okay, but by the look of pain on his face it was easy to tell that he was hurting. Summer couldn't help but blame herself as she watched, she was sure the exertion from earlier hadn't helped matters, even if he seemed fine during, it didn't mean that he actually was. "Stop being a worried mother." Reggie chuckled as he and Taylor began to move towards the exit. "Your man's going to be just fine." "He isn't...." Summer began only to stop mid sentence with a look from Asher. With everything that had been going on Summer wasn't entirely sure what they were. They hadn't set any particular label and they hadn't even really discussed anything. To her they were just two people who were sleeping together, but she didn't know what Asher thought. Shaking his head Reggie let out a
The sun had fully gone down by the time Summer rolled away from Asher gasping for breath. For a man who had been severely beaten and had even had surgery he was still so full of energy. Despite Summer attempting to stop him and insisting he needed rest he just couldn't be satiated."Are you okay?" Asher asked turning his head to look at Summer. "Was that too much?""I should be asking you that." Summer countered still trying to catch her breath. "You're a patient after all.""Minor wounds." Asher insisted reaching towards Summer again."No more." Summer said sternly swatting Asher's hand away. "You need to focus on recovery.""I think I've shown that I'm just fine." Asher pointed out."Be serious please." Summer insisted sitting up and scooting to the edge of the hospital bed.She wasn't sure how long it would take for the doctor to come back and take a look at Asher, but she didn't want to be caught comp
"Are you done?" Asher asked as Summer's tears finally dried up.Nodding Summer sniffled, "Yeah, sorry about that."Feeling embarassed she tried not to look at Asher. She couldn't believe that she had just spent all that time crying like a baby while the person that should be crying watched."Don't say sorry." Asher muttered as he attempted to smile. "Especially to me.""But..." Summer tried only to be stopped by Asher shaking his head."I told you that you aren't the one to blame for this." He repeated sternly. "You tried to keep me away and I was the stubborn one that refused.""None of this is fair to you." Summer sighed. "I should have never let you get involved.""Too late for that now." Asher pointed out. "And even if we repeated the same situation I would have made the same choices all over again.""Why are you so kind?" Summer asked sitting up to look into Asher's eyes. "I don't