So, this is set on the horrible new spoilers concerning Carter. I can't believe it's actually happening but the good thing is that we will hopefully see a lot of amazing acting and stuff. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it... :)

Painful reality

"Carla, please, I'm sorry." Peter said quietly.

"Sorry?" Carla had her back to Peter, she was trying to compose herself, she couldn't cry, not after what she had just seen, she wouldn't.

"Yes, I mean it, I promise, I didn't mean to, I-" Peter shut up as Carla interrupted him.

"Sorry?" She repeated, as if she couldn't get her head round what he was saying, "You're sorry. You're sorry!" Carla screamed, spinning round so she was facing her fiancee, ex fiancee now anyway.

Peter just hung his head low, when Carla had walked in to find Tina in their bed, he knew how much that must've hurt her, he couldn't belive that he had doen it. He didn't understand what had been going through his head. Why had he decided to do this, he knew that it was going to hurt Carla. He loved Carla. He knew that now, he loved her so much. Tina was a mistake, a distraction from everything else in his life, a distraction from the fact that he was totally useless, a distraction from Rob, a distraction from the booze.

"What are you sorry for Peter, sleeping with Tina in our bed, sleeping with a girl half your age in our bed, or being caught." Carla spat, an involuntary tear falling out of her eye.

"Both, I promise baby-"

"Don't call me that!" Carla interrupted, she couldn't bare listening to the sound of his voice now, let alone him calling her baby.

"I promise, I never meant to hurt you, I, I don't know why I did it. I love you Carla, I promise, I do." Peter just hoped she would hear the sincerity in his voice, he had to belive her, he didn't know what he would do without her.

"No Peter, if you loved me, you would never have done any of this, you wouldn't have spent weeks sleeping with another woman. You call that love?" Carla retorted bitterly. Why did Peter have to do this to her, why did he have to humiliate her like this. She would have been able to cope if he had told her he didn't want to marry her, somehow, but she would. But this. This!

When she had walked into her bedroom to see Tina and Peter in the bed, she felt like she had been slapped in the face, no it was worse than that, she felt like her heart had been ripped out of her chest and torn in two right in front of her, then stamped on and trodden into the ground until it was in tatters all around her, that's what it had felt like.

She hadn't been able to breathe, she had ran out of the flat and just sat on a bench in the park with a bottle of vodka, she had only had a few sips when Peter had found her and persuaded her to come home so they could talk, but now she was here she was wishing she had stayed there and downed the whole bottle of bitter liquid.

"I'm sorry." Peter repeated, he couldn't say anything else, it was all he could say, sorry.

"Well sorry doesn't cut it." Carla spat before walking into the bedroom, trying to keep her eyes off the bed, the sheets were still messed up from Peter and Tina's rush to get out earlier. She felt sick even thinking about it.

She grabbed a bag and started chucking her clothes into it, not caring if it was in a scrumpled mess, she just needed to get out.

Peter followed her in and felt his heart drop as he saw her packing, he had been hoping that they could somehow avoid this, that she would stay, but what could he do. "Carla, please don't go, what about the wedding?"

By now Carla was in the hall with her hastily packed bag, she didn't know where she was going, she just needed to get away. She took a deep breath before replying, "What wedding?"

"Carla, please, I love you, don't do this, please." Peter was begging now, tears were falling freely down both of their faces.

"What?" Carla "You really expected me to still get married to you after this! After you had an affair?"

"No, I mean, just please don't go Carla, I need you." Peter begged terafully.

Carla just kept walking, when she was by the door she placed her bags down and pulled the engagement ring off her finger. She carefully placed it on the table before picking up her bag and walking out of the door.

All Peter could do was stare at the empty space with tears running down his face. He couldn't believe it, Carla was gone, but it was the painful reality, she had left and it was all his fault.

Carla was sat on a bench, again. The cold night air was biting at her skin but she didn't care. She had finally stopped crying but she knew that there would be mascara stains all over her face but she didn't care, what was the point in caring.

She had no idea where to go, Michelle wouldn't want her. She had told Carla something was going on between Peter and Tina but she had been vile in return, and it had ended in Michelle leaving, her last words being 'Don't come crying to me when you realise I'm right,' so that made sure Michelle was not an option.

Maria's was full, with Marcus and Liam, she couldn't ruin their family set up again, could she? Carla realised she didn't really have many friends on the street, and it hurt, not having anyone to turn to when you needed help most.

Carla was so deep in her thoughts she didn't realise someone came and sat down beside her until a familiar voice uttered the words, "Ms Connor?"

"Hayley." Carla breathed, she wouldn't have wanted anyone else, Hayley had helped with so much, but now, she was ill, she was dying, and Carla had been there for her for once.

"What's wrong?" Hayley asked softly.

Carla looked at her friend, she looked weaker than before, but she was still had that strong expression on her face, she was still Hayley. "Peter." She finally answered.

"What's he done?" Hayley continued. She hated seeing Carla upset, she always had but recently their friendship had grown even stronger, and she hated seeing her friends upset.

"Tina." Carla simply stated, "He did Tina."

"Oh, Carla!" Hayley gasped as fresh tears rolled out of Carla's eyes. "Come here." Hayley pulled Carla into a hug and had to stop her own tears falling at the sight of Carla sobbing into her chest.

"I'm sorry." Carla eventually sniffled, wiping at her eyes.

"Don't be silly." Hayley replied before glancing at Carla's bag. "Where are you going?" She asked the younger woman.

"I'm not sure yet," Carla answered, shrugging her shoulders as she did so, "I'll find somehwere."

"There's no need." Hayley replied, standing up and reaching her hand out to Carla's.

"What?" Carla asked, confusion plastered all over her face as she grabbed Hayley's hand and pulled herself up to stand next to her.

"You're coming to stay with me." Hayley answered with a smile on her face.

"What? No! You don't have to!" Carla exclaimed, she didn't want to intrued on Hayley's life, she had probably got in the way too much all ready. Hayley was just a really nice person, that's why she was offering Carla a place to stay.

"Don't be silly, I want to, now come on before you die of cold." Hayley ordered, smiling as Carla picked up her bag and started walking towards Roy's Rolls. Hayley grabbed Carla's hand as they made their way through the door, "You'll be fine here, I promise."

So, I'm not sure about the ending and I know I stole the whole 'He did Tina' thing from Emmerdale but I was writing and I had to put it in.

Anyways

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