The moment the door closed he tried getting up. He was sore all over but it wasn't as bad as he expected. It was more his head that gave him issues, he was feeling dizzy and empty. All he wanted to do was curl up under the covers in Bonnie's bed. He wanted to hide from the world. He knew he couldn't and he knew he had to act fast if he didn't want anyone to find out what had happened.

He grabbed the dildo off the bed and went to the bathroom. He cleaned it under the warm water while trying to avoid looking in the mirror. Looking at the dildo wasn't an option either so staring at the faucet was all he managed. Deciding it should be clean now he put it aside. He looked around him for a washcloth to wash the mess he had made when he came, laying face down on the bed. Cleaning himself quickly he threw the cloth in the hamper.

He didn't have time to just stand around so he made his way back to the bedroom bringing the dildo with him. He wasn't sure from which drawer Annalise had taken it so he just opened the bottom one and hid it under some underwear. Bonnie would know it wasn't where it was supposed to be he figured but he had no choice.

Pulling his clothes on was a new challenge. He wanted to be quick but the pain and his dizzy head made it slower then he wanted. Still he managed it he thought, after all that had just happened, he was still able to function somehow. He looked about the room and saw the messed up sheets. What should I do with that... can't make the bed with a giant cumspot on it, that would raise questions quicker then the dildo being out of place.

Taking the covers off he searched trough the closet. He found new sheets but they weren't the same as the ones on the bed had been. Still he used them to remake the bed, better that then nothing. He could come up with an excuse later when his brain started to function again.

Taking the dirty bed linen he wasn't sure what to do, he couldn't put them in the hamper. He searched for a laundry machine but there wasn't one in the bathroom. He knew time had probably run out a while ago and he needed to finish quickly now. He opened the door, walking down the tiny hallway that came into the living room. He saw Annalise sitting on the couch with her phone in her hands. She was looking at him but didn't say anything. He quickly moved to the kitchen and found the machine. Pushing the linen in he heard Annalise typing on her phone and the beep of a message being send. She had at least waited for him to finish. Looking trough the cabinets he found the detergent and threw it in. He quickly started it but was now standing there looking at the machine.

This would be weird if Bonnie came back and he was standing there in the kitchen. Taking a few breaths he moved to the living room. That was the best option he had, to make it seem like nothing had happened at all. Or at least make it seem like he hadn't just let himself be raped and whipped by his boss. He sat down opposite from Annalise and tried to look at her. The pain he was feeling wasn't just physical but more emotional.

She had a smile on her face. A nice smile like nothing had happened here. He wanted to speak but he just couldn't get a sentence formed in his head that would start an innocent conversation. Annalise surprised him when she suddenly started the conversation.

"I need to find a temporary house and office while they rebuild my old place. I really loved that house"

"You sure you want to go back there" he had no clue how he had managed this but he was glad, he couldn't deal with silence now.

"Maybe you are right, that was Sam's house. It wouldn't hurt to look around for something else or maybe even build. A totally different house there"

"Need help?" He wanted to kick himself right now but he wanted the conversation going till at least Bonnie came back.

"Sure, that would be nice"

Right then his heart skipped a beat as he heard keys in the lock. Bonnie hadn't been that far from the house or she hadn't been back this quick. He was even more glad Annalise had waited till he was done to text her.

Bonnie came in looking worriedly at first but when she saw them sitting in her living room it quickly disappeared.

"Everything okay?" Her soft voice asked.

" yes, why wouldn't it be?" Annalise answered

Bonnie looked between them a few times before hanging up her coat. She pulled a bottle of wodka from a bag she had been carrying and moved to the kitchen.

He nervously followed her with his eyes as she got three glasses from one of the top cabinets, she could easily see the machine at work with her linen inside. But even if she had she didn't show it and returned to the living room. Putting the glasses down she handed Annalise the bottle and sat down in the chair next to him.

"So did you two work things out?" She asked while she watched Annalise pouring them all a glass

"I'm not going to kill him, so stop worrying!" As she handed Bonnie a glass "i will need some time to trust him again but we are working on it" handing him the other glass and picking up the third for herself.

"We were actually just discussing my housing problem, as I can't sleep in your spare room for weeks. You need your personal space and god knows I need some privacy!" She took a big gulp from her glass as she sat back "not that I do not appreciate you letting me stay with you but it is a bit weird"

Bonnie took a sip from her wodka and just nodded. She turned to look at him so he quickly took a sip so he could find his voice. "I was going to help her find something temporary, so she has some time to think about what to do"

Surprisingly the rest of the evening was rather pleasant. They spent their time chatting about what kind of houses or apartments would be best. They even looked on some websites laughing as they criticized other people's tastes of decorating. As the hour grew late he excused himself and left for the short drive home

Closing his apartments door he sank down in front of it. He couldn't form tears anymore but his whole body was trembling. How big a loser was he, letting this happen to him. But before he totally broke down he heard his phone bleep. He quickly fished it out of his pocket and looked at the screen. It was a message from Bonnie.

You okay? The message read. He unlocked his screen and opened the app. He tried a few different sentences but ended up with a simple yes. He hit send and hoped it was enough. He got off the floor and moved to his bedroom. He quickly started to remove his clothes and threw them around his room. He just didn't care where they landed as he made his way to the bathroom.

His determined walk ended abruptly as his phone beeped again. He was left standing in his bedroom with just his boxers as he picked up the phone.

Don't lie please. The screen flashed in his face. He was frozen on the spot, had she figured it out that quick?

Unlocking his screen again he moved to the app. It took him a long time trying to make a sentence to throw Bonnie off.

I'm fine Bonnie, just going to bed. Looking at the sentence he was pretty sure Bonnie wasn't going to back off but he couldn't come up with something better. Hitting send he threw the phone on the bed. Taking his boxers off he dropped them on the floor as he made his way to his shower. Stepping in the warm water made the welts on his back and ass sting but still the water felt good. Now he could cry, no one could see him here. See how vulnerable she had made him in just a few hours.

He stood in the shower for almost 30 minutes till he finally decided his bed was a better place to hide from the world. He didn't take long drying himself off and putting a shirt and boxers on so he could get in his bed. Getting under his covers he saw the phone light up and the beep going off. Looking at the screen he saw Bonnie had send him a ton of messages. He wanted to ignore her but he didn't want to raise her suspicions.

He unlocked the screen and read trough them

I don't believe you! The first message read as he continued to scroll

You know you can tell me anything?

I won't judge you

He snorted. They had never really been close friends and they had always had some sort of competition to see who could please Annalise best.

Answer me... please!

You not responding is just making me worry more!

Fine, then explain why you two decided to wash my sheets!

Did you sleep with her?! Was the last message she had send

He was looking at the screen, wondering how to respond. Saying he had slept with her explained a lot and not reveal the shameful truth. He could live with Bonnie thinking he tried to sleep his way back into Annalise her life. But if Annalise found out he lied and made her look bad wasn't an option either. He needed her trust back

No. As he hit send he knew this wasn't a good idea

Bonnie must have had her phone in her hands as he saw the balloon with the dots appear immediately after, signaling her imminent response.

Can you explain the sheets then? She wasn't letting go and he knew he needed to give her something to distract her

Cried on them, the got wet and I didn't think you would like that. It was an easy lie and not that far from the truth. He knew that if you were lying you should try and stay as close to the truth to keep it convincing. She had seen him cry before, even minutes before she left he had been crying.

Thank you. He was just about to type back, your welcome when she send him another message

Did she hurt you? Okay, she still wasn't letting this slide

Doesn't she always. It was always good to answer a difficult question with another question.

Physically? This was getting harder by the minute, she must know something.

No, can I sleep now? He was hoping she would get the hint and leave him be

Fine, meet me for coffee at 9. Same place as always. Darn, he didn't want to get out of bed tomorrow at all but now he had to

Sure, see you tomorrow.