I walked out of the arena and back through the backstage area once again , with the director losing his shit .
As soon as I stepped foot backstage area , I felt a pair of eyes on me . I signed and I whipped aroun , suddenly to see a started looking Annie Leblanc .
"What do you want ?" I asked her
"You scared me ." She said with a small laugh . I rolled my eyes and walked off , but I heard the sound of her feet following me , "Wait ! Asher !"
"What do you want ?" I asked her , yet once again , but kept walking , "Look , I'm not it the mood Leblanc."
"Are you okay ?" She asked me and the question was enough to make me stop and turn around .
"What ?" I asked her and she ended up bumping into my chest at my suddenly halt .
"Oh I'm sorry ." She apologized after the bump , "Um...I asked if you were okay-"
"Why ?" I interrupted mid sentence .
"I- uh-" She stuttered , "I-I was just asking"
"I'm fine ." I say to her and turn around but she grabbed my arm and stopped me . "Let go of me Leblanc."
She let go but still took a deep breath , "Are you sure you're alright ? I mean....That was pretty intense out there..."
"What ?" I asked her as she looked down at the floor .
"I mean you , " She started , "you looked like something was bothering you out there in the ring . I mean....it made a great promo for the show-"
I interrupted her with a dry laugh , "That wasn't a promo . That was Asher Angel for ya , sunshine . And if you can't handle that , then you can go on and go cry me a fucking river ."
"Asher-" she tried saying , but I stopped her as I walked off , away from her .
"Go on and go find your color coded boyfriend Julianna ." I say , getting aggravated but I continued to walk away from her and off to my locker room .
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