"I love you so much.''

''I love you, too.''

''I really mean it, Ems.''

''I really mean it, too.''

She gives me a small smile as I cuddle up to her, resting my head on her chest. We just lay there, looking up at the ceiling as I get more and more tired. After a while, it feels hard to keep my eyes open and I fall asleep.

''No fucking way,'' Billie outburts, making me wake up in confusion and panic. The sun is shining through the windows, so I guess that it's morning already. As I look at Billie, I realise that she is facetiming with Julia, Kevin and Travis, making me smile. I immediately grab her phone, grinning at the screen.

''Hey guys!'' I say.

''Yo, Ember!'' Travis says, smiling but something looks wrong when I study his face. He looks a bit sad but I guess that it's only a bad day.

''I really miss you,'' Julia says with a pout, making me do the same.

''I miss you, too. I can't wait to see you all again,'' I say. Billie grabs my shoulders and pulls me down with her, wrapping her arm around me.

''Julia, tell Ember what you just told me,'' Billie says, starting to laugh.

''What?'' I ask in confusion as the others starts laughing as well. Julia furrows her eyebrows, smiling before starting to explain.

''I like... beat Karen up today,'' she says, making everyone laugh.

''No way, what happened?'' I ask with a big grin.

''She said some shit about you and I just got really mad and yeah, I hit her. A lot.''

''That's my girl,'' Kevin says.

''Get a room,'' Travis says, grinning.

After a while of talking, Travis explains that he's too hungry to keep talking so we hang up to get ready. I sit on the edge of my bed, getting dressed as Billie fixes her hair in front of the mirror. My eyes are stuck on her as she furrows her eyebrows, trying to get her hair up in a bun. She is wearing a green T-shirt with some purple monster on it that almost looks like my face when Karen punched me in the face. As she walks over to me, I snap out of my thinking, looking at her.

''How is your rib?'' She asks, crouching down next to me before carefully pulling up my shirt. I can feel how her fingers trace around the bruised skin, making me shiver.

''Don't worry about it,'' I say, trying to smile but in reality, it does hurt like a motherfucker. She sighs before carefully placing a kiss on the skin on my rib, sending shivers all over my body as I tense.

''Does it hurt?'' She repeats, knowing that I lied. I guess that she knows me too well to think that I'm fine.

''A little,'' I admit, shrugging as she places a hand on my chest, pushing me down lightly so I'm laying down.

''Stay here,'' she says softly before walking towards the bathroom. After a while, she comes back before sitting down on the edge. She grabs my legs, putting them in her lap before tugging at my shirt. I look at her in confusion.

''Take it off,'' she says and I grab the hem, pulling the T-shirt off. She let her fingers trace over the bruised, purple area before grabbing a cotton pad with a bit of water on it. I don't want to admit it, but it does feel good when she wipes the cotton over my bruise, cleaning the wound from all the blood and shit from yesterday. It feels like she's cleaning away all the damage that Tyler made and that's comforting.

After a while, the bruise does look a lot better and I sit up, kissing Billie's jawline in appreciation.

''Thank you,'' I say, placing another kiss on her neck.

''Anytime,'' she says as I start to suck on the skin, making her moan quietly, but then I realise that we really have to get up.

''Later, baby,'' I say with a smirk. ''I gotta go.''

''When is later?'' She asks, biting her lip as she looks at me up and down.

''I decide," I say as she burst out in laughter.

''Dude, stop acting like a fucking top,'' she says, laying down on her back with a smile on her face.

"What did you say?'' I ask, walking back to her before standing between her legs that are hanging over the edge. I put my hand on her stomach under her T-shirt before pulling the fabric up a bit. I place a kiss on her stomach, letting the kisses travel down towards her thighs.

"I said," she starts. "That you're not a top no matter how much you try."

She's not wearing any pants, so I kiss her inner thighs, not giving her exactly what she wants. After a while of teasing, I pull her panties down, not thinking before licking the sensitive area.

''Oh my god,'' she breaths out as I put pressure against her. I feel how she grabs my head, tugging at my hair.

I place one kiss before standing up again, looking at her with a smirk.

''You are not serious,'' Billie says in disbelief. ''Don't fucking leave me like this.''

"You said yourself that I'm not a top, so I'm sorry but I can't finish. Bye!" I say before walking out of the room, laughing my ass off.

''You don't know what you have got yourself into," I hear her say with a deep voice from the bedroom, making me bite my lip before walking downstairs.

When I enter the kitchen, Charles is sitting by the table, reading the newspaper with a green cup of coffee in front of him. The walls are painted in light yellow and the furniture is in a dark shade of green. It doesn't look good, but cozy, I guess.

''Good morning, Ember!'' Charles says, looking up from the papers with a smile. ''Sit down, I can make you some coffee.''

''Thank you,'' I say in appreciation as he walks around in the kitchen, looking for a cup.

''So I was thinking. Me and Christina have actually been thinking about movin to LA, even before this happened,'' he says, making me smile. Is he serious?

''Really?'' I ask.

''Yeah,'' he says, turning around as he hands me a yellow mug with some coffee in it.

''Thank's. But that's great!'' I continue.

''Isn't it? And I've decided that you can stay with us if you want to, Ember,'' he says with a more serious tone, sitting down next to me before taking a sip of his coffee.

''If you guys don't mind, that would be great,'' I say as I almost burst out in tears from the relief. It feels amazing to have a home. A place where I can feel safe withouit worrying about anything. This will probably be new to me, and I'm only sixteen.