All On Contract

Chapter 46 - Nothing Serious

Tessa's P.O.V:
I let out a sigh when my phone makes a noise, letting me know that I have another text message. I thrown the duvet off my head and let out a sigh as I rub my hand over my face. I let out a yawn as I turn to my left to find the bed empty. 

I sit up slightly as I take in my surroundings. This isn't my bedroom. I swallow a lump in my throat as I listen out for Marshall but don't hear a sound. 

It was completely silent. The curtins were open and his bathroom door was open, letting me know that he wasn't in there either. I move the duvet off me and look down at my naked body. 

"Damn it, Tessa." I mumble to myself as I squeeze my eyes shut. 

I slowly climb out of Marshall's bed and wrap his duvet around me incase he walks in. He's already seen me naked, I know that. I grab one of my heels on the floor and lool for the rest of my stuff. 

I pick up my dress and hold it out infornt of me. Well, atleast he didn't end up ripping it when he helped me out of it. I grab my other shoe and wrap his duvet around me tightly. 

I wince as I take another step foward to his door. Ouch, this kills. I slowly and painfully open his bedroom door and look out to find the halls empty and quiet. 

"Ah...Ouch...Ouch...Ouch..." I hiss in pain as I make a run to my room. I quickly open the door and close it behind me before I look the door. 

My legs we all shaky and I could barley walk. I drop my belongings on the floor and slide down against the door with Marshall duvet still wrapped around me.

I let out a small laugh when I think back to the day we were in California and I woke up after the party where I met Marcus. I remember asking Marshall is we slept together since I didn't remember anything. 

Marshall kept in telling me that we did end up sex. I asked Rosea and she said that she was the one that helped me change into my sweats and got me ready for bed. I remember confronting Marshall. 

'If we did you would have remembered...Plus you wouldn't be able to walk for a few weeks...'

I shake my head as Marshall's word rub through my head. Boy was he right cause I can barley stand up after the twork rounds we had last night. 

I snap out of my thoughts when my phone starts to buzz, letting me know that my battery is dying. I wince as I stand up and slowly make my way to my bed side table and place my phone on charge. 

I walk into my bathroom and rush into the shower. I let the steaming hot water soak me as I wash my hair and body. I turn off the tap around an hour later and walk out off the bathroom and towards my closet. 

I get changed into a pair of skinny jeans and pull on a white top before I cover it with a black hoodie which had LA written on it. I walk over to my dressing table and quickly do my everyday make up even thought I will be home all day and quickly brush my hair. 

I let out a small sigh when my phone starts to ring. I stand up from my seat and walk over to my side table. I look down at the caller's ID and smile. Just the person I was about to call.

"Hey beautiful." I say as into the phone as I drop down on the bed. 

"Ugh, I hate you. You sound so frickin' happy. I hate happy." Karla growls into the phone. 

"Wow, whats got you all moody." I ask. 

"My 13 hour shift and my 4 patients dying on my OR table after a bust crash." She sighs. 

"Yikes." I mumble. 

"Sometime I wish I could have your job. Wanna trade? Can we like swap lives?" She asks making me chuckle.