Choices

19

The hotel is a not the best, especially compared to the one I have just been staying in.

Sam and me have to share the room and he sits upon his small single bed.

I sit next to him. He stares at me with his green eyes and I can tell what he is thinking.

I wrap my arms tightly around him and he hugs me back. "I am so sorry, Sam." I whisper and hold back my tears.

No more tears, you have to remain strong for Sam. He has been through enough.

"You aren't the one who should be sorry. He hit you." He pulls away from me and I let my arms fall back down.

"But I cheated on him, with Kylian."

"So? He's cheated on you has he not? Surely ever since then that cunt had to have thought that things weren't going to ever be the same again. They weren't were they? That's why you have been unhappy, you said for the past year or so things haven't felt the same when you two first got together."

I shrug my shoulders knowing this kid is right.

"Don't get upset with yourself for falling for someone else, if he was put in your situation I am sure he would have fallen out of love with you. Especially when he has someone like Kylian. Even I could see the way he looked at you. The way he smiles at you. I can tell you that friends don't look at each other that way." Sam's arm goes to my shoulder and I nod my head.

He is right. "Look at you, fourteen year old kid giving his adult sister relationship advice. Supposed to be the other way round." I chuckle trying to add a bit of light-heartedness to the conversation. I pull him into another hug but this one was a lot more short and more happy.

"I know that this is bad timing, but I have been invited to a friend's house tomorrow, I can go there all day so you can go to work without having to worry about me."

My heart drops as I think about work. How the fuck am I going to face Kylian? "Okay," I swallow the lump in my throat and I get off of the bed. "I will order us McDonalds in a minute so you have had something to eat. Have you got money and stuff if you and your friends go town?"

He nods and I check my watch. It is half seven in the evening and I huff.

I get my phone out and the two of us order McDonalds for our dinner.

I am not looking forward to tomorrow.

* * *

I cannot sleep.

My back hurts. My face hurts. My heart hurts. I am emotionally exhausted but no matter what I cannot get to sleep.

Sam is fast asleep in his bed a little away from my own and I exhale heavily as I rip the covers from me.

I head into the en suite and I quietly turn on the light which blinds me.

The person in the mirror stares back at me. She has the same dark brown hair as me but her face is pale and withholds a black eye.

The dark purple bruise with hints of subtle black rests upon the left side of her face. It swirls and stretches across her cheek.

I reach up and touch it. Immediately I wince at the shooting pain the bites at my skin.

How the fuck am I going to be able to go to work like this?

My mind tells me to call in sick, but I can't do that, this bruise isn't going anywhere for the next three weeks maybe. I can't avoid work for three weeks, it will raise so many questions. But will it raise more than if everyone saw this?

A section of my eye is red from the bruise and it stings ever so slightly each time I blink. I look awful.

Bags under my eyes from the tire from all of this, I am exhausted yet unable to sleep.

I don't know what I am going to do tomorrow.

* * *

It is half seven in the morning, I got one hour of sleep. Which is better than none at all, but I feel so sick about the day ahead of me.

Sam is sat in his bed on his phone, messaging his friend.

I manage to find my makeup in the small rucksack that I brought into the hotel with me, the rest of mine and Sam's stuff is piled in my car. "You still going to work?" My brother speaks up and gives me a look of pity.

"I have to, there is a new girl starting today too, can't leave Jacques with her on his own." I sigh heavily before I go into the bathroom.

A shower does me good and I leave my hair down to see if that will cover my face more. Also air drying it will hopefully make it more frizzy so it will again cover my face even more.

Next job is trying to cover this up as much as possible.

As soon as I begin putting on my foundation, the pain spikes through my face and I know that this is going to be extremely difficult. The concealer I apply manages to cover the bruise up more however it is still quite noticeable.

It is going to have to do.

Sam nods his head at me as I come out of the bathroom. "You look fine, Liv, don't worry." He notices my anxiety about my face and I offer him a small smile of gratitude back, deep down knowing that I look anything but fine.

"Come on, we need to go. Don't leave anything in here, anything you are not taking to your mate's leave in my car." I tell him and he shoves a load of things in a backpack.

We head out of the hotel together and we get into my car. It feels cramped in here due to all of our belongings all compacted in the small space of the boot and the back seats.

The journey to his friend's house is silent, until we get there and Sam wraps his arms around me. "Pick me up after you finished work, doesn't matter if you are late. I will see you later, today is going to be all fine." He leaves me and I feel numb.

Nothing but numbness.

Then I pull away. I pull away towards the PSG academy.

Today is going to be anything but all fine.

^

Hi guys,

Bit boring at the moment I think but I hope you enjoyed.

Next chapter on Sunday,

Daisy xxx