I woke up on the couch, snuggled in with a warm blanket over me. I looked around, Jo and Timmy were the only ones in the room, making conversation in the kitchen. The rest of the boys nowhere to be found.

I walked over to the two, giving each a soft hug, as my bruises were still aching. I sat down at the bar next to Timmy, chugging a glass of water.

I felt his eyes on me, "How are you feeling kapatid?" He gave me a friendly smirk.

"A little bit better Kuya, just sore I guess" Eyes pointing towards my arm. He gave me a nod. I looked over at Jo who was already looking at me.

"I've been meaning to ask Ami, I have some cream and other stuff that will help with your wounds and bruises, might help them heal faster, would you like them?" I thought about it, knowing tomorrow will be the first day on set, and I don't want anyone knowing what had happen that weekend, I best to get rid of the evidence.

I nodded my head to Jo, excusing myself from the room and following her to the bedroom.

She locked the door behind, signaling for me to sit down. She sat on my knees in front of me, holding my hand in hers. "Ami I know this is a lot to ask, but Alex was thinking of reporting Dylan to the police." I was going to yell no and decline in anger, I didn't want this to come back in the press once the movie comes out, but when I looked back at Jo it seems like Alex had already made up his mind.

I let out a big breath, I didn't know I was holding in. I felt a pain start to form in my throat. Jo gave me a heartfelt hug as I cried onto her shoulder.

When we let go, she dragged me towards the bathroom. "Ami, if you're not comfortable let me know, I also have to tell you, we have to take pictures of all of the bruises Dylan has caused so Alex can submit the police report." My heart sunk knowing Jo would have to take pictures of my whole body.

I gave her the ok, having her help me take off my clothes except my underwear and bra. As Jo took the pictures, thoughts began to run through my head.

Was Dylan going to go jail? Was there going to be a court ruling? Where did he go after Louis and Willie found me? I wonder if he's mad at me now that someone knows.

Jo led me into the shower to freshen up before she put the medicine on me. I, again, put the temperature to the hottest level hoping I'd be able to feel the warmth. Luckily, I did before burning any skin off.

As Jo started helping me rub the cream onto open wounds, she tried to make friendly conversation, avoiding the topic of Dylan of course. She asked if I was nervous for filming. I asked how long her and Alex have been together. Where was I from? Where was she from?

When we walked back into the living room, we found the boys bringing boxes that looked like they were from our apartment.

"What's going on?" I asked Louis who brought in two boxes. He only looked up at me and walked back out, ignoring me.

Okay then.

"Willie what's going on?" I tapped on his shoulder, grabbing his attention.

He looked back at me, "Alex thought it'd be best, we'd stay here for awhile till he found us a new place to live" He shrugged his shoulders. "You know, since Dylan knows where we live now."

My heart plummeted to my stomach. We were living fine in our old apartment. But since I decided to make an unwise and stupid choice, the boys and I would have to move on my account.

I began to apologize over and over to them, Louis ignoring me, Willie telling me that it's okay and it's for the best.

I started helping out the boys bringing the boxes in, luckily Alex had two guest rooms for us to stay in. Timmy also wanting to join, decided to stay over as well.

I had been sleeping in Alex and Jo's room and I told them to take it back, that I'd be okay with one of the guest rooms.

Louis who still wasn't talking to me, claimed one of the rooms and yelled out for Timmy to be his roommate. I continued to walk into the last room where Willie was unpacking. I knocked on the door, obtaining Willie's attention.

"Mind if I'm your roomie?" He chuckled, nodding at me. I started to unpack my boxes on one of the beds. Silence in the air.

"I'm so sorry Ami" I turned around to Willie who was already looking at me. Guilt filled his eyes. I immediately pulled him into a hug. "Don't be sorry for my stupid choices."

"It wasn't your fault. I should've-" I interrupted before he finished rambling. "If it makes you feel any better, I am craving some boba." I grinned at him as he smiled back.

"Fine fine, your usual?" Pointing back at me as he began to leave the room.

I called out, "Always!"

I heard him stop at Louis and Timmy's room. "Oi Louis wanna go on a boba run?" I didn't hear a reply. Weird. He always goes on boba runs.

"Timmyyyyy wanna accompany me on a boba run?" I heard Willie ask. "Boba run?" Timmy questioned, rolling my eyes, how uncultured.

I looked into the hallway to see William dragging Timmy behind him. "We're going on a boba run bitches!" William yelled out to the apartment, locking the door behind him.

I began unpacking some clothes out of the boxes and organizing them into drawers.

I found my keyboard on the side of the living room, finally setting it up. I sat on the bench staring at the keys. I started to play a piece, don't remember who composed it, but I've memorized it since I was a little girl. It was the first piece I was taught by my piano teacher.

I continued playing when I heard a shuffle behind me. I turned around to see Louis standing in the doorframe.

"Um, can I help you?" Louis stood there awkwardly, staring at me.

"Can you turn that thing down? It's too loud and I'm trying to take a nap." I sat there, mouth slightly open, how long is he going to continue to act like he hates me?

I watched him enter his room, slamming the door behind him.

That only made me madder.

I turn the volume knob on my piano to the highest setting. Then went on to play the most obnoxious song I know.

I played until Willie and Timmy arrived back with the drinks. I grinned as I passed Louis in the hallway, he looked pissed.

Sucks to suck.

A/N

Louis is being a b!tch

- jules