Set 3 months after Franks Murder, Carla was still with Peter and had Underworld, but she felt that something was really missing in her life...
Chapter one –You will find him next to me
"Carla, darlin' you alright?" calling at her from a husky voice next to her. She recognized the voice but wanted it to be a dream. She was all intertwined in the bed sheets. She could feel a warm and gentle touch on her arm, it was him; the man she loved so dearly, the man she stole from her ex-best friend, the man she stole from his son, the man who killed Frank Foster. Peter Barlow.
She came round from her dream, a dream which she had been having every night for the past 2 weeks. She didn't understand why, but nowadays she didn't understand a lot of things if she was honest. As she opened her tired eyes and looked up she saw the most beautiful man standing over her, "You alright love? You looked like you were having a nightmare, was ya re-living it again?" Peter questioned her. "Errrmmm...no I wasn't, I was just...I can't really remember what I was dreaming about?" Carla replied trying to convince Peter that she couldn't remember what she was dreaming about, but she could alright.
A few hours later Carla headed into work; a place which was beginning to feel like hers again and not that vile monster's. It had been 3 months since Frank Foster was murdered at Underworld by Peter. Although Peter did not get put into prison for the murder, Anne did. She had confessed to killing Frank after finding out that her son had actually raped Carla.
Michelle was already in the office and had a white coffee with no sugar waiting for Carla on her desk. "You alright Car?" Michelle asked looking worryingly at Carla, who was dressed in leggings paired with a nude pink slouch perfume top with her hair all scraped back into a ponytail, with a light covering of make-up. Michelle knew that whenever Carla had her hair pulled back like that; and not a lot of make-up on that something wasn't right. "Yeah I'm top of the world Chell, I just wish everyone would stop asking me that!" Carla snapped back. "It's just..." Michelle hesitated. "What Michelle, go on spit it out!" Carla was intrigued now but she had a faint idea what she was talking about.
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