I just fell down the stairs ;; Skylar

It had been a couple days since Marisol had come to visit Carter. Luckily she never saw the giant monstrosity on her lower back, but unfortunately it was still there, as big and black as ever. It didn't hurt as badly as it use to, and it was actually healing up, but it was an ugly yellowy-green color, and she wished it would just go away.

Carter had just gotten out of the shower, and was getting dressed, but she was staring at her back in front of the mirror, wishing she could go back in time and stop herself from making Caleb so angry at her. Next time they'd hang out, she promised herself that she wouldn't make him upset this time.

"Hey, Carter!" Skylar said as she opened the door to her dorm room, "There's a eilemaiden match going on, let's go!" The guy that Skylar had a crush on was competing--she wanted to go. She shut the door and turned around to see Carter looking in the mirror. A giant, disgusting bruise covered her lower back.

"What the hell happened?" Skylar asked, dropping her book bag on the floor and walking over to Carter who had hastily pulled up her towel.

Crap. Ever since Carter had gotten the bruise, she usually had the door locked just for these situations, but it was too late, she had tried to cover herself up more, but Skye had already seen it. "What do you mean?" She asked, trying to feign ignorance. "Oh that stupid thing," she asked, while pointing over her shoulder with her thumb. "Me and Caleb had a little too much to drink the other day, and I tripped over his track gear, and I fell right into his desk." But really though, he had gotten angry because she "embarrassed" him in front of his friends when they had been hanging out the other day, so he pushed her when they were alone and she crashed into his desk. But it was okay, he apologized, it was okay.

"You fell backwards?" Skylar asked, her eyes wide. "Gods, that had to of hurt! Let me see it!" She finished walking over to Carter. "Come on, drop the towel!" she encouraged, wanting to see the bruise again.

Carter sighed and rolled her eyes. "Can I at least put on some clothes first?" It seemed like Skye had bought her excuse, so she felt relieved. How long could she keep lying to her friends like this though? Then again, Caleb had promised...maybe she wouldn't have to lie to her friends anymore. She briefly wondered if there were anymore bruises on her body. She had been so concerned about hiding the giant one on her back, she didn't bother to check out the rest of her.