Character(s) Involved: Asher Fox
Summary: Are you willing to die for anything?
It had been a while since Asher had heard from anyone at home. Not that he was surprised, not when his dad and him were so estranged and he had such a controlling hand over Asher’s mom. The last time he spoke to his mom was when she was dropping him off at the airport before he came to Orenda again. He’d confided in her, sharing with her about Antoinette and why he’d left her in the first place. But his mom told him that he was nothing like his father and that he wouldn’t end up in a relationship like the one she and his father was in. Asher wouldn’t be forced to marry someone, having already gone against that when his father cut him off after Academy.
And so with his phone in his hand, finding an actual quite place away from all the sounds of people fucking everywhere during this double points week, he called her. The phone rang a few times until she answered with her happy tone of voice. “Hey Ma,” He greeted her, letting her ramble on quickly, happy to hear the sound of her voice. Out of anyone in the world, she was someone he would do anything for and even die for if it ever came to that. They spoke for thirty-three minutes, filling one another in on everything that was going on, even getting to hear his little brother’s voice for a while too (who was turned three in a few weeks). And then for the last five minutes of their conversation, she asked about Antoinette and how things were going. “I don’t know, Ma…We’re trying to be friends, but I keep going back and forth from being a decent guy to a complete ass. I don’t know if she’ll ever trust me again,” He admitted, glancing around to make sure no one was listening in on his conversation, seeing a few people come around the corner and so he walked in the opposite direction until he found an empty corner.
“Give her time, Asher. And give yourself some time too. If it’s meant to be. It’s meant to be. And if not, then find someone else, because I want you to come home.”
“Alright, Ma,” He nodded, even though she couldn’t see him. “I should let you go, but I promise I’ll call sooner this time. I love you.”
“Love you too, mi niño guapo.”
With that Asher hung up, sliding the phone back in his pocket and turned to walk towards the cafetería to grab some food and take it to Antoinette.
