chapter seven;

The next thing I remember was waking up, face down on a hotel bed, naked and alone. The room was a total mess, everything was destroyed and I had no idea where an earth I was. The last thing I could remember was been at the bar with Jay and not touching alcohol.

I slowly got off the bed and began to search for my clothes. It didn't seem real, it felt like a dream. Like I was underwater, everything was hazy and I couldn't really recognise anything. I found my clothes, they were in a pile by the door and I picked them up and got ready.

I kept looking around the room trying to find my mobile phone but I wasn't sure that once I had got it, who I'd call. There was no way I could call my husband, he'd go mental at me and it's not like I could call my father either.

I found my phone in the bathroom with all the pieces taken out. With a shaky hand I attempted to put my phone back together and when I did, I turned it on and flicked through my contact list trying to find someone I could call.

There wasn't anyone.

Once I was ready and made sure I had everything, I left the hotel room. I didn't know where I was or how I had even got here but I knew, I had to get away from here and remember what had happened last night.

There was one question in my mind but I wasn't a hundred percent sure of the answer.

Had I been raped?

I went home and was relieved to find an empty house. Blake had left me a note explaining that he had taken Jasmine to school and that he had to go and buy a few stuff from town.

I locked the front door behind me, threw my bag down at the bottom of the stairs and ran up the stairs towards the bathroom. I got to the bathroom, turned on the shower and tore off my clothes and got in.

The minute the water droplets hit me, I began to cry. I should never have accepted Adam's invitation to go to the pub last night, if I didn't, I would've gone home and I would have been safe.

I picked up the sponge and the soap and began to scrub my skin until it was red raw and sore. I just had to get rid of the smell of him. I had to make sure that there was nothing disgusting left on my body.

I washed my hair and turned off the shower, got out and wrapped a towel around me. I walked out of the bathroom and went to the bedroom and my eyes fell on my clock on the bedside table.

"Oh shit." I thought as I realised I was two hours late for my shift in the Emergency Department.

I ran through the doors of the Emergency Department over three hours late for my shift and who did I bump in to?

No other than Mr Nick Jordan.

"It's nice for you to join us Doctor Henderson." He said and I muttered my apologises about the car not starting and having to call out the mechanic. He seemed to accept my poor excuse because he didn't question it.

I went to the staff room and was putting my stuff in my locker when I heard somebody come into the staff room and they walkd towards me.

"Lauren?" I took off my coat and put it in my locker before I turned around, my eyes falling upon my father. I then remembered that I was supposed to text him the minute I got home to let him now I was safe.

"Oh sugar!" I began, "Sorry about last night, I was so tired when I got home last night that I collapsed on the sofa and fell asleep. Sorry."

I closed my locker and kissed his cheek, "I'm safe so you don't have to worry."

As I walked towards the door, he answered; "I know you didn't go home last night."

I turned around, tears building up in my eyes and I bit my lip slightly. I couldn't tell him the truth could I?

He'd hate me...

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will lauren explain to charlie why she didn't go home last night or will she lie?