Oh Shit... (Juniper and Robert)
Juniper was shaking, she’d disobeyed Colton’s orders and she’s intervened. When she told him, he’d sent her home, knowing her name would be up for the next punishment. She’d listened to this order, going home, throwing the door open in a very uncharacteristic way. She looked in the mirror in the hallway and knew what she’d see before she saw it, the marks, the blood vessels, they’d all healed by the time it took her to get home from the quad. But the bloody tears were running down her face, they were dried to her face, and to the front of the cream colored shirt she’d been wearing.
“Robert!” she croaked, hoping to god he was here, praying he was there. “Robert!” she called going through the apartment, looking for him, it was small, there weren’t many places for him to be, but in her panic, she must have missed him before she slipped on a throw rug, falling to the floor. She grunted and stayed there, on the ground for a long moment, trying to think of how she was going to explain this to her perfect, loving, adoring boyfriend. How was she going to explain that she’d seen Noah being punished, freaked out, and punched a guard in the throat?
How was she going to explain that despite everything she still had these feelings for Noah- and worst of all- How was she going to explain that come Sunday, she was going to be punished, and she didn’t want Robert to do anything about it.