I carefully made my way to the toilet and peed. Then I washed my hands, and stared at my reflection in the mirror. There is a bruise on my left cheek. Something I can easily hide with my hair. I took my hair down and ran my fingers through it.
There, covered.
There was no covering the split lip that I have, but I could make an excuse before I got home. Caleb would back me up. Maybe I can say that I got hit while the guys were playing football or something.
I lifted my shirt, and saw the worst of the damage. The bruising is already dark and it is large. I sighed, and put my shirt back down. You can even see it around the shape of my top. Maybe Milo has a hoodie or something I can borrow.
I know that the guys were talking about me staying the night here, but I'm not sure that I want t
