Only you/Jesse Lingard (C)

Makeup artist

Mias POV:
I stood up. I didn't want him to see. Then my brother would find out. But I could see it in his eyes. Marcus was his best man. It would hurt.
'I hit my back on the bed, he was helping me clean it, I've got to get plasters.bye.' I rushed.
He grabbed my wrist. I saw a tear in his eye.
I could see Marcus in the corner of my eye. I just hope he didn't tell him.
Even when we went swimming, the other day, I hid it. With the help of Emma. She's this amazing makeup artist I found out about before we flew to Russia. I've been using makeup artists for years, to hide the truth.
The scar was just underneath my shoulders, going sideways across my back. I drove as fast as I could to her house and knocked on her door.
'Hey, wassup?' She Asked.
'Jesse saw me showing Marcus my scar, he thinks I'm cheating on him and I told him I hit my back. Obviously this is an old scar and he won't believe it.' I Said.

'What do you need?' She Asked.
'I need you to cover my one from my mum and make a smaller cut somewhere on my back.' I Said. She nodded. It didn't take her long. 20 minutes maybe.

Jesse: 💔

'I've got to get going.' I sighed reading Jesses text.
She hugged me.
'Good luck.' She Smiled.
'I love you.' I smiled.
I drove the five minutes back to the hotel and hopped out of the car. I passed the keys to the receptionist and walked back up to my room. No one was there. I stood outside of Marcus's and listened.
'So that's what happened.' I heard him say.

I could hear my brother in there too. Good. Marcus went along with it. I opened the door.
'Let me see what happened then.' Said Jesse lifting up my top. And there was my cut which Emma made me.
'And He was helping you clean it?' He Asked. I nodded.

'Now I'm gonna help you clean it, get all of this shitty makeup off, let me see.' Said Dele standing up.
'W.what?' I stuttered.
Marcus threw him a packet of wet wipes. I sat on the bed and put my head in my hands. It happened years ago, but it still hurt. I winced as he wiped it off. Jesse offered me his hand and I took it.
He wrapped his arms around me.

'For a second, I thought you were cheating you know, and I nearly cried. You mean too much to me. But then I thought, Marcus? No, he wouldn't be stupid enough.' He said stroking my head. Marcus laughed.
'You know there would be consequences.' Said Jesse pointing his finger at Marcus. He nodded.

'Done.' Said Dele. He stood up and stepped back. He put his hand over his mouth.
'Jess, look at this.' He Said.
He shook his head.
'I don't want to mate, if I'm honest.'
'And your telling me, that it was just mum who did this?' He Asked.

I shut my eyes.
Well, my ex did have a small... part in it.