I lift my hand to my hair and try and fluff it but it's all sticky. I pull my hand away "Ew. That's not what ye want"

I stand and head to the bathroom. Murphy catches my wrist "Where are ya goin'?"

"To wash my hair" I say and pull my wrist back gently.

I don't want the pressure of the shower on my scalp so I run a bath instead. Once I'm in I dunk my head under the water and my scalp stings. I kick my feet against the bath, close my eyes tightly and grit my teeth as I try and wash the blood out. I can't see to know if it's all out. I sit up and take a few breaths as the stinging subsided.

"Connor, Murph! Can one of you come in here please?" I shout.

I hear a short, muffled conversation before hearing footsteps. I draw my knees to my chest as the door opens revealing Murphy.

I smile at him as he looks at me in concern "You alright?" He asks

I shake my head a little "I can't see where the blood is to wash it out. Can you help me, please?"

Murphy closes the door behind him and smiles "Of course, Rhi"

He comes over and lifts the jug on the side of the bath and fills it with the bath water. I hold my knees to my chest tightly and close my eyes, braced for the stinging. Murphy lets the water run through my hair slowly, being very careful to avoid the wound. I feel myself loosening up as his fingers work through my hair to rid it of my blood.

"Damn, love, your hair is thick" Murphy mutters.

I laugh quietly and nod "Yeah, I know, that's why I said I wanted to cut it"

Murphy pauses for a moment to kiss my shoulder "Don't you dare"

"How would ye feel about me goin' blonde?" I ask

"Why?" Murphy asks.

I shrug "A disguise. May get some coloured contacts too"

"Don't do that" Murphy says quickly.

I look at him curiously "Why?"

"I love your eyes. Such a strange colour that change depending on your mood. Your hair too, I like the dark hair, pale skin thing ya have goin' on there" Murphy says with a grin.

I nod "Okay, no disguise"

"Will ya come to church tomorrow?" Murphy asks.

I scoff "Not bloody likely"

Murphy frowns "What is with you and religion?"

"I don't like being made to feel guilty for breathing" I tell him.

"It's not like that. Rhi, this is a big part of mine and Con's life. Come with us" he says

"I'll be smited down for being a harlot or something! Last time I checked the Catholic Church is pro-monogamy" I say

Murphy lifts my chin to look at him "Stop it Rhi. You're not a harlot or a slut or a whore. You're not even committing adultery! That ring on your finger means you belong to the two of us, and you're comin' tomorrow wither you like it or not"

I grin "I like it when you get all firm with me" Murphy smirks and I let out a sigh "Fine, I'll go but I want to be taken for ice cream afterwards!"

Murphy laughs "Why ice cream?"

"It's what my granny used to bribe me with when she dragged my arse to church" I tell him.

He shakes his head and presses a kiss to my lips "All done"

I stroke his cheek with my thumb "Thank you, that didn't hurt at all"