Sneaking in through back door, closing it softly. Sneaking upstairs, praying he didn't hear her. He was home two hours early. Hopefully he would think she was studying, and not have looked for her.
The voice from the living room. She acts surprised, claims to have only been out for a walk in the snow. Half an hour or so. Tries not to blush as the lies fall from her mouth. He tells her the office was closed early because of the weather. He has been home for two hours. He knows she has been gone that whole time.
She confesses. In the pub, with her friends, all at home due to the school snow closures as well.
His words are scornful. 18 years old... thought she was trustworthy... obviously not... barefaced lies... consequences inevitable....
And later, she curls up on her bed, rubbing her sore bottom, the stripes from his belt still ridged there, crying softly, but knowing from his hugs that all is forgiven.
23 hours ago