The following evening Theon heard a knock at his door thinking it was just Asher coming to check on him again but it was his sister and a goon of Shaw's. Chloe rushed into the room, embracing his brother with all of her might, tears in her eyes as she held tight.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen." She cried to him.
Theon sighed as he looked down at her wet face cupping her cheek in his hand, touch gentle.
"Just promise me it won't happen again. I can't keep this up."
Theon had a life of his own. He also knew his limits and fighting wasn't something he would be able to keep up forever. Firstly fight already took so much out of him, beating down on his mental health because it was completely against his morals.
Also bailing her out every time she got in trouble wasn't allowing her to truly learn anything because big brother Theon would always come to her rescue.
"I won't, I promise, I really mean it this time. I won't fuck up again."
All of Theon wanted nothing more than to believe her but he knew his sister. She was like a roller coaster, Chloe had her ups and her downs.
His dark eyes looking over her, happy to see that she seemed to be well not sure what kind of treatment she's had the past week here.
"I'm going to get clean, get a decent job, and do right." She smiled weakly looking at her brother.
Asher paused in the hallway outside of Theon's room, he had dinner for him but saw that he had company so he was going to wait but the goon didn't care, pushing Asher hard on the back of his shoulder forcing him into the room.
"Times up. Com'on Sweet Cheeks." He motioned with his hand to get going.
Chloe glanced back over her shoulder, before kissing her brother on the cheek.
"Be careful, please." She whispered to him, her eyes catching Asher as she moved past him, "Keep him safe for me."
Asher nodding his head lightly keeping him safe wasn't really anything he could actually do.
Theon sat down on the edge of his bed, head hung over as he held it in his hands, sighing, "The things we do for family."
The comment hitting Asher hard and unexpectedly, the tray in his hands clanking on the table causing Theon to look up concerned.
"I have to go." Asher spoke rushed, not wanting to lose it in front of Theon and turned to leave.
Theon was quick for his size beating Asher to the door placing his large hand flat against it so Asher couldn't pull it open.
"Let me out. . . please." Asher pulled at the handle but it was no use.
His head held low, not looking up at Theon as the tears threatened to fill his eyes.
"Spit it out." Commented Theon more demanding than he liked it to sound.
Asher quiet, not saying anything, hands dropping from the door.
"It doesn't matter, it won't change anything. So just let it go."
"It matters to me." Theon's voice cool and caring sounding now.
Asher looking up, "Why do you care?"
Theon huffing, "Cause I do."
He could tell that something was slowly eating away at Asher since he's arrived here. Getting part of the story last night finding out that Shaw was mentally torturing him by marking. Getting Asher to be his confused, angry, touch deprived omega that wanted nothing more than to please him but never would because that's how Shaw wanted it to be.
Theon wanted to know why. Sure he was getting in places that he shouldn't be in but that was just who he was, he cared too much and could see that Asher was hurting. He was also intrigued by Asher.
The first omega that's come to gain any interest from him.
"Family put me here." Asher let out finally, he's never told anyone about his real reason for being here.
Theon narrows his dark eyes, shifting his weight causing Asher to press back against the door.
Tears burning his checks as they ran down unable to hold them back any longer, "I was traded by my father. Given over like some business transaction with no say or voice as to what happened to me. Okay!"
Asher paused, his sobbing getting the better of him, " Promised to be given a life of nothing less than a personal hell for his own freedom."
He never had a chance, Theon removing his hand from the door, touching Asher's soft dark locks, stroking the side of his face.
The scent of Shaw was not so heavy on him. Theon was able to get a better sense of what Asher naturally smelt like and it was sweet!
The scent moved around him as he touched his hair, pulling him in closer without noticing his own movements.
Asher puzzled, not used to having someone so close to him like this, not even Shaw when he was in a good mood.
"Theon. . . " Asher whispered low, pressing his small hand against the middle of Theon's chest pressing slightly.
"Fuck, Sorry." Theon realizing just how close he was as his name was called. The touch not helping him with the naughty thoughts the sweet scent caused to run through his mind.
Pulling himself back, wanting to say something more but couldn't find the words.
"Eat before it gets too cold. I'll be back later for it."
Asher wipes the tears from his face with his sleeve before leaving the room.
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