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♠ Ten (NSFW)

How does one cover the hand shaped bruise around their neck? Amy had showered, washing last nights filth off her body. Although, she would never be able to wash the memories away. She'd avoided Zoe like the plague, locking the bedroom to ensure she didn't come in the bedroom, making sure Zoe didn't see any other marks Adam had left all over her body. Amy looked at herself in the mirror, the bruise dark around her neck. Her eyes ran over her reflection, the bright hot memory of Adam wrapping his hand around her neck, squeezing tightly as he fucked her. Not to mention the belt he'd so kindly wound around her throat. Amy shook her head, rifling through her drawers to try and find a shirt that would cover her bruises on her neck and arms. Fuck, nothing. She cursed, trying to find absolutely anything that would hide her evidence of last night. The door handle to the room jiggled, causing Amy to turn around. She sighed, unlocking the door and allowed Zoe to make her way into the room. 

'Don't say anything' Amy warned her, turning back around and looking again for something to wear. Zoe chuckled lightly, closing the door behind her. 

'I've got a turtleneck jumper in my drawer' She said to Amy, as she hopped onto the bed. Amy didn't answer her, but found the jumper. 

'Come on then, spill the tea' Zoe said, making herself comfortable on the bed. Amy turned to face her, shaking her head. 

'I'm not saying anything, it's between me and Sackler' She stated, whipping off Adam's shirt and slipping the turtleneck on. Zoe let out a low whistle, Amy freezing as she realised Zoe had most certainly saw the marks on her body. 

'He certainly did some damage, didn't he?' She raised her eyebrows, catching Amy's eyes. 

'Stop' 

'You really aren't going to tell me?' Zoe pouted, shaking her head at the fact neither Sackler or Amy would tell her what went down. 

'Stop being a perv' Amy tsked, causing Zoe to frown. 

'I' m not-' Their conversation was cut short by a knock on the door. Zoe rolled her eyes as Amy continued to get dressed, leaving Zoe to open the door. Kelsey was standing there, her eyes falling onto Amy, eyebrows raised. 

'So?' 

'No point in asking, she won't say anything' Zoe sighed. 

'Do you really want to know how good your brother is in bed?' Amy directed her question towards Amy. 

'I just want to know if he has a big-' Yet again Zoe was cut off from saying her sentence. 

'Shouldn't you be packing?' Kelsey scolded, shooting Zoe daggers. 

'Packing?' Confusion twisted itself across Amy's face as she looked back and forth between Zoe and Amy. Zoe closed her eyes, rubbing her temples. 

'Ah' Kelsey murmured out. 

'Why would you be packing? You said you wasn't going back to England?' Panic coated Amy's face, but Zoe put a hand up to stop her from talking. 

'I'm not going back to England, but I have found an apartment' She answered sheepishly, giving Amy a tiny smile. 

'That was quick- where?' Amy was trying her best to keep her composure, but she started to break quickly. She couldn't be left alone with Adam, not now they had fucked. It would be awkward. She needed Zoe to be here. 

'Flip's partner Ronnie, he's new to the city, so it made sense for them both to roommate' Kelsey shrugged, passing Zoe a bag. 

'A guy? You've never stayed the night with a guy' Amy shot out.