Leon
Pull yourself together Leon, assess the situation. She's not talking to me still. But I don't regret it, not one bit. I love her! I thought she loved me. Stop talking to yourself, even in your thoughts it counts as being nutty. No it don't, does it? Oh well, I must be crazy, falling for her. Bloody smurfette! Right, shall I go talk to her or not? Why you asking me, I AM you! Ok, fine, I'll go talk to her.. But if she hates me, its all your fault..
Leon glanced across the graveyard one more time before standing up. Picking up his coat, he began to walk towards the exit...
Zsa Zsa
Zsa Zsa sat down on some bloke called "Arthur"'s bench. Thoughts running through her head. Trying to make sense of them. "Argh, what am I gonna do?" she groaned, putting her head in her hands. "Sure, I like him, but.. Who am I kidding, maybe he's right? Maybe I do love him?"
"Love who?"
She jumped and span round, glaring at... Peter?
"What you doin' here?" she asked harshly, then looked down. He looked upset..
"What, do you own Walford now?" he joked. She looked up.
"Don't try and be funny kid, why were you listening in?"
"I didn't mean to, I just came here to think."
Peter looked down at the floor. Dad was too busy working to listen, Jane was obsessively worried about the social worker not letting her adopt, Lucy couldn't care less about anything and Bobby was too young to understand. He felt alone in his family.
Zsa slid across closer and gently patted his leg. She wasn't very good at cheering up boys, so they sat in silence for a bit.
"Whats the matter then?" she asked quietly. Too quitely, was she turning soft??
"It's just this girl.. Called Lauren" he added hurriedly. Zsa Zsa was pretty, but nothing compared to Lauren.
Zsa Zsa shifted back across the bench. "Ahhh. See, 'cause im a girl im not very good at things like that.. Just.. talk to her?"
"Look, I gotta go. I thought you left the square?" Peter asked, biting his lip. Lucy had gone on about Zsa Zsa and that kid Leon on the phone to Lauren, but did he still have a chance with her?
"Yeah, I've gotta go to. Im.. erm.. staying with a friend.. yeah. Bye!"
She jumped up off the bench and jogged towards the flat, went straight past it and watched Peter. He got up, watching after her (Or so he thought) and walked towards the chippy. She pulled the key out of her pocket and walked back round to the steps, looking around before she opened the door.
Hopefully she would get some peace, Mercy and Fatboy should be at the community centre still, and Leon.. Well, the flat was empty, and there was a bottle of vodka in the kitchen cupboard..
Zsa shuffled into the kitchen, taking her black coat off and chucking on the table. Ahh yes, that vodka was still there.. Not for long though.
"Zsa Zsa, we need to talk"
