A/N Sorry thins took so long to get up and that it is pretty short. School has started again so it is harder for me to write in between shool and homework. i will try my hardest to finfish this story soon though so hopefully you won''t be waiting to long.
Emily peeked her head out from behind the classroom door and when no one was looking quickly darted out of the room. She kept her head down as she walked briskly towards the safety of the locker room door before walking in and locking the door behind her. She slumped down, exhausted against the wooden benches before slowly peeling her hand away from her arm to reveal the bruise. It was a ghastly colour and the easily recognisable hand shape meant that she couldn't simply tell everyone she had fallen or knocked her arm. She would have to cover it up. She opened her locker and rummaged through to the back where she had a spare pair of clothes. 'I'm sure I had a long sleeved shirt in here' she muttered before clamping down on the material. She pulled the shirt out and over her head before checking her self in the mirror. Her eyes where still blood shot from crying but she could blame that on having something in her eye if anyone asked. Her emotional state was another matter. She knew what Richard did to her and she also knew that if anyone started talking to her about him she wouldn't be able to handle it much longer. She had spent two years lying to her friends and family about the man and while that had been hard she was able to get through it. Matt on the other hand was different. He could tell when she was lying and she hated doing it to him anyway but it was something she had to do. She drew in a few deep breathes of air before walking out of the room slowly readying her self for the bombardment of questions coming her way.
Matt walked through the building, a permanent frown plastered to his face. He had spent the last 20 minutes searching for Emily ever since Richard had come back form talking to her. He had said that her strange behaviour was a result of her surprise to see him but Matt wanted to hear it from her lips. So, after she hadn't returned herself, he set out on a building wide search in the hopes of finding her and possibly figuring out what she had been so worked up about. He was so busy thinking through the possible scenario's that he almost missed her coming towards him. "Emily" he called, running up to meet her. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah" she nodded, avoiding Matt's eyes. One look at them and she would unwind, and that was not an option at the moment.
"Hey" he said, lifting her face up to look at him "You know if something is wrong you can talk to me, right?"
"I know" she nodded again.
Matt, being the smart man he was, figured he would be getting no information out of Emily anytime soon so decided on a change of subject to lighten up the conversation.
"So, are you coming over tonight for dinner?" he asked.
"Um, I don't think I will" she answered "I've been pretty tired lately so I think I just want to go home and crash"
"You can crash at my place" suggested Matt hopefully. He really wasn't looking forward to going to bed without Emily by his side.
"I know, I just think it will be easier to get to sleep if I'm on my own"
Emily allowed her self to look at Matt now. She could see the disappointment in his eyes. "I'm sorry" she said quietly before reaching up to kiss him on the check. He leant in for a proper kiss; Emily just turned around and headed towards the elevator. He was still standing in the same position as she turned around to watch him disappear between the elevator doors.