Chapter 36: do you like picking on little girls?
"I need to keep up appearances, Waylen. I mean obviously, I will drive you to the hospital, I am not a monster…" Asher touched his forehead "obviously you would know what a monster look like because you are one but dude, I got to break a couple of your fingers….you know, just to sooth my pride and my manhood. Are you ready?"
Asher asked him. He watched tears slip down his face.
"Don't do that dude? You are a man, real men don't cry when threatened with finger breakage but then, real men don't try to force themselves on a woman too. So, I ask again, are you ready?" Asher yelled this time around.
He saw that Waylen was fading away and he slapped him to keep him awake.
"Alright, I won't break them now. But you owe me three fingers of your choice to break but right now, I have to take you to the hospital. Come on" Asher helped him up from the ground.
"Do you have a car?" He asked him.