New face in hell...

11

I run the bath. My legs hurting even more just from walking 

Fuck, they really didn't hold back

When the bath finished filling up, I took off the sweats and dress shirt and tossed them on the floor and got in the bath. Submerging my head under the hot water. I hear a phone ring and I bring my head up, wiping the water off my eyes. I lean over the bathtub and grab my phone that was in my pant pocket. It was a number I didn't recognize.

I answered "Hello?"

"Hey, kid" I hear Vox's robotic voice on the other end

"Oh shit, hey Vox. Sorry I didn't say bye, Val said you wouldn't like being woken up" I laugh

I hear vox laugh "He's not wrong- Anyways, Save my number, yeah?"

"Yeah for sure" I say, adding a contact for him

I hear a knock on the bathroom door. "Shit I gotta go. Bye" I hang up "Who is it?"

"Angel"

"Oh, come in" I say, still in the bath

"You had me worried as shit, Babe. You ca-" Angel stops and looks at me "HOLY SHIT LOOK AT YOU" he says pointing at all the hickeys and bitemarks marks on me

I cough and looks away, putting my hands on the back of my neck "Yeah"

"Tell me everything. Who was he? How old is he? Wh-"

"One at a time, Angel" I cut him off

"Who was he?"

"Secret" I wink

"Little bitch-" angle says under his breath "Are you guys serious, or what?"

I press my lips together "I think we're serious"

"How was it?" Angel asks gesturing to my hickeys

"It was really good and they-"

"THEY?!" Angel shouts, cutting me off

I widen my eyes cursing my big mouth. I clear my throat "yeah.. they"

"Shit, babe, you have to tell me the details" Angel pleaded

"Another time ok?" I sink in the tub "I'm exhausted right now"

Angel furrows his eyebrows and nods "you'd better tell me eventually"

I nod and Angel leaves the bathroom. I got out of the bathtub and looked at myself in the mirror 

Jesus christ, I look like a fucking leopard with all these hickeys

 I rub my temples and I wrap a towel around my body and hair. I go into the bedroom and sit on my bed. I pull out my phone and I see a text message from Val

Val: We're going out tomorrow. Vox has to go to his TV show thing ❤️

Me: Alright. Where are we going?

Val: Drive-in theatre~

me: Woah that's so cool. what time?

Val: eight. I'll come to pick you up, sugar~

me: perfect :)