The Arrangement

Chapter Eleven

Blair

After showering in an attempt to pull myself together I had literally sat on the bed, my towel wrapped me whilst I stared at my packed belongings sitting by the door.

Once the after effects had worn off from the incredible orgasms Lennox had given me I was completely filled with shame.

I know I'd agreed to be a willing participant in everything, I guess I just hadn't realised it would all start so quickly.

My mind had been quite literally reeling and I must have been so exhausted that I fell asleep because when I wake up sprawled across the bed the whole room is shrouded in darkness.

I can't deny the bed itself is like laying on a cloud compared to my pathetic sofa bed. When I move there's no springs that dig into my ass or back. So it's no surprise I fell asleep.

As I perch myself up on my elbows I try to get my bearings but the only light coming into the room is the slight glow coming through the window. Just about enough for me to see my hand in front of my face.

Despite that fact I still attempt to get up out of the bed and move myself around the room in the hopes I'll simply stumble across a light.

Which I have absolutely no luck with. Instead when I stub my toes I let out a cry as I stumble. I completely lose my footing and the next thing I know my head smacks into something and I'm landing on the floor with an almighty thud.

For a moment I'm a bit disoriented so I just roll onto my back and lay on the floor but then I hear heavy footsteps pounding down the hallways outside and before I can at least attempt to cover myself the door swings open, the light from the hallway blinding me as someone comes bounding into my room.

Instinctively my reaction is to scream which is completely normal, but what isn't normal is how I cover my face with my hands as if that will hide me away instead of attempting to cover any part of my exposed body.

Then as if my day couldn't get any worse I hear more footsteps and someone else come into my room.

"Oh shit" I hear Henley breathe, I don't know who's with him but I don't attempt to look.

Instead I remain laid on the floor with my hands covering my face.

There's hushed words that are exchanged and then a set of footsteps retreat, the door closing quickly after.

The lights flicked on and I feel something draped over my body. Then someone is trying to tug my hands away from my face.

I know that if whoever it is used any real effort they'd be able to do it but instead they just tug gently again.

"Blair your head is bleeding" Carter says and I brave spreading my fingers to peek up at him.

He's crouched down beside me in just his boxers, clearly having just woken up as well. There's a look of concern in his eyes but his lips are pressed together in a line as if trying to stop himself from laughing.

"You saw everything didn't you" I blurt out. Cringing as I see the amusement dancing in his eyes.

"If I lie and say no will it make you feel any better?" He asks.

"Not really" I admit and finally pull my hands away from my face. As I do I see the smear of blood on my hand from the cut.

I go to sit up and the blanket Carter draped over me slips down slightly, before I can react his hand reaches out and grabs it to stop it from falling away.