So here is the first chapter of the Spin off/ Sequel , which is our dear Asher's story. It is placed around the time of the second epilogue of 'Possessive Much?'

Sorry for any mistakes! 

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"Cara?"

"Hmm?"

"Carcar?"

"Hmm hmm?"

"Caaaraaa?"

"Hmmmm?"

"Why are you sleeping with a lizard?"

My eyes shoot open and I sit up slowly, like someone waking in their coffin you see in Horror movies. But don't worry, this is not some Horror movie nor am I some Vampire or Zombie...the actual horror was sitting or sleeping...peacefully beside me.

 "Matt," I whisper and look at my younger brother. "That is not how you state it."

He raises an eyebrow, "Then how should I state it?"

I clench my jaw and speak through gritted teeth, "You should ask, why is the lizard sleeping with you."

"Okay then, why is the lizard sleeping with you?"

I take a deep breath.

"WHY IS THERE A LIZARD ON MY PILLOW MATT?!"  I shout up causing the lizard to startle and jump in my lap.

I scream and fall down with my legs tangled in the blankets causing the lizard to now jump on my arm.

"GET IT OFF ME! MATT! GET IT OOOFFF!!" I flail my arms around frantically.

Finally the lizard gets down and scrambles somewhere under the cupboard. 

"Poor, poor creature." Matt shakes his head and I narrow my eyes at him.

 "You did that, didn't you?!" I hiss and he shrugs. 

Means he did...

"You were not getting up." He states

"So you decide to leave a lizard on me?" I glare.

"Correction, on your pillow." He rolls his eyes.

"Same thing!" I snap. 

"Aww don't be like that Carcar, I know you secretly love them. I even have your ship name, Carzard or Lizara." He smirks and I chuck my pillow at him.

"Shut up! You know I am terrified of them!"

"I don't know about lizards but right now, you should be terrified of something else." He says and points towards the clock.

8:10 a.m.

Whaaaa...! I had set the alarm for 7:30! 

I walk towards the alarm clock and pick it up.

"You ditched me alarm? YOU ditched ME?! Your owner?! How could you!" I say shaking it.

"Just stop and go get ready." Matt rolls his eyes and walks out. "And your welcome!" He says over his shoulder.

"Thank you, but no thank you!" shout back. 

It's okay Cara, you have...five minutes to take a shower, 

five minutes to get ready, 

two minutes to eat, 

ten minutes to get coffee,  

and thirteen minutes to get to work...which includes me driving like I am racing in F1 and working faster than Usain Bolt...no big deal...chill.....

RUN!!

I dash in the bathroom and grab my toothbrush taking it along with me in the shower. 

Don't look at me like that, I don't have time alright?

I blindly turn the faucet on with my left hand while brushing my teeth with the other. The water gushes out and I squeak

Cold! Cold! COOLLDD!!

I quickly turn the other tap on and sigh in relief as warm water runs down over me.

After showering I rush out and throw on whatever my hand got first, which comprised of a white and black plain shirt and my favourite skinny jeans, so much for making a first impression!

Not bothering to look at myself in the mirror, I run downstairs while wiping my hair with the towel. 

I see Matt sitting there on the couch in front of the television with a plate full of buttered toast enjoying his vacations. 

Kids have it so much better!

"I left some slices for you in the toaster." He says not removing his eyes from whatever it was he was watching. 

I love you brother!

I walk in the kitchen only to be greeted with a burning smell.

"Oh! I forgot! I kept it fifteen minutes before!" He calls.

I hate you brother!

I immediately take out the toast which has turned almost black. I look at the time and my eyes widen, thirty seconds!

Guess I have to have you dear burnt toast.

 Yay life!

Keeping the toast in my mouth, yuk! It does NOT taste good! , I grab my bag in one hand and my keys in the other.

"Lock the door. Don't break anything. Don't burn down the house. Don't get kidnapped. Don't you dare call your friends over-"

"Ten seconds." He says and I run out of the door and hop in my car.

I take deep breaths to calm myself down and rest my forehead against the steering wheel. 

Well...that was a record...

I start up the car and race down towards heaven aka my favourite coffee place. 

Yes, yes I know, you might be thinking why not make it yourself, but trust me when I say this , I cannot make coffee. Last time I tried, caused me over two hours of explaining to do to the fire department on how I managed to burn it...which even I don't know.

I reach the place within seven minutes and pat myself on the back, three extra minutes to spare.

I smile widely and walk inside the door expecting to be greeted with the usual delicious smell but my smile is wiped off when I see the havoc inside.

Why is the whole town here today? And why today?

Each and every booth was filled or more like cramped  with people, some were even standing since there was no place to sit.

I join the never ending line which was moving even slower than a snail.

"What is the rush for today?" I ask the lady standing ahead of me.

"The other two shops of the area are closed for the day." She answers and I sigh.

Of course they are closed today, of freaking course!

The look at my watch.

Ten seconds, move a step forward, ten more seconds, move another step forward. 

I glance ahead, at this pace I'll definitely get my coffee by the end of the day.

Yay life!

After a series of annoying pushes, annoying chattering, annoying crying children, annoying noise of the person chewing gum behind me, me cursing causing me annoyed looks, I finally reach the front to be greeted by the annoyed face of the barista.

"One Espresso please!" I beam and grin widely making the barista to looks at me weirdly, when you have gone through so much hardship to get here...forgive me for looking like a lunatic.

She places the cup and I stare at the heavenly machine through longing eyes. 

She presses the button and there is a noise and then slowly, like in slow motion, a drop falls down in the cup.

A few more drops fall and the barista turns towards me with a fake smile.

 "Sorry, I guess we are out of coffee."

She places the cup in front of me which barely had a sip in it. 

I pick it up with a stoic expression and turn around to go.

Yay life!

I move towards the exit with a blank face, anymore of this, my wrath will let loose.

"I got that sunshine in my pocket, Got that good soul in my feet, I feel that hot blood in my body when it drops, I can't take my eyes up off it, moving-"

I grit my teeth at the ringtone and search for my phone.

I swear, you don't find the thing when you need it on time! Ugh! Why does this bag has so many zips!

I was walking looking down in my purse--

CRASH!

The cup slips out of my hand and the little, precious ,dear, life saving coffee spills on the floor.

 Everything seems to go pin drop silent as I stare at the white floor which is now stained dark.

Guess someone wants to face my wrath.

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