So welcome to my latest "Young Carla & Peter" Fic. So just to give you a bit-of background Carla & Peter are both 17. Carla lives with her Druggie Mother, her Dodgy Step-Dad and her Younger Brother, Rob. And Peter & Suzan have only been living with their Dad for about a year, having grown-up in Scotland with their Grandparents after their Mother's Death when they were just Young Children. Ken & Deirdre are in the early stages of their relationship but Peter & Suzan haven't built-up much-of a Step-Motherly relationship with Deirdre yet.
Peter Barlow & Carla Donovan had been seeing each-other for around 5 Months now. The Young Couple were both 17 Years Of Age, and things hadn't been easy for either of them. Carla's Mother & Step Father weren't the most loving of Parents and they most certainly were not so keen on Peter, and neither was Carla's Younger Brother Rob, which always caused problems for them all.
And as for Peter, well he had only this time last-year returned from living-in Scotland with his Grandparents after his Mother's Death when he was just a Young Little Boy. And both himself & Suzan were still struggling-to settle-down into life with their Father again. Their home life was difficult and argumentative, and Peter would often escape to Carla's, just to get away from it all when it all got too much.
That afternoon, after College, Carla was round-at Number One Coronation Street with Peter, where he lived. They were sat cuddling-on the sofa together when Suzan arrived-home from College aswell.
"Hiya Suz." Peter greeted his Twin-Sister with as he wrapped his arms around Carla's shoulders.
"Hiya Peter, Hiya Carla." Suzan replied-to them both. "Where's Dad?!" Suzan asked her Twin Brother curiously.
"In the Rovers with that Deirdre woman again.' Peter sighed with frustration.
"Again?! Ugh, she annoys me. She treats us like we're about 5 Years Old, and that if she mentions our Mum that we're gonna burst into floods. For goodness sake Peter, we're hardly weak and vulnerable children are we?! Does she not have her own life away from our Dad?!" Suzan complained.
"Look on the bright side though, hey Sis?! At least it gets him off of our backs for a bit." Peter told his Twin Sister calmly before turning his attention to Carla. "And it means that Me & You get to spend some time alone together without the risk of being caught." Peter said as he then captured Carla's lips into a rather-passionate kiss.
"Ugh." Suzan moaned-as she rolled her eyes at them both.
"Come-on Baby, let's go up to your room." Carla said, taking Peter's hands into her own as they both stood-up and she lead-Peter up the stairs…..
But that was the last that Peter would ever see of Suzan…..
Later-on that day, it was now dark, and Peter was no at Carla's, having agreed to spend the night with her. Suzan had also popped-out for a little-while, but had been less than amused when she had discovered that Ken had moved Deirdre in without even talking to her or Peter about-it. Deirdre was the last person that both her and Peter wanted living with them.
Ken had ushered Deirdre upstairs as the Father & Daughter argued.
"What the HELL were ya thinking Dad?!" Suzan shouted-at her Father.
"Well if you'd let me explain….." Ken trailed-off as Suzan interrupted him once-again.
"NO! Why should I let you explain?! Our Mum died when we were kids, which admittedly wasn't your fault Dad, but instead go facing up to the situation, to Me & Peter, you sent us away! And we HATED you Dad! We absolutely hated your guts! But that doesn't even compare to how much hate I'm feeling towards you right now! We don't even LIKE Deirdre, Dad! She's stupid, and you didn't even ask Me or Peter what we thought about her moving-in with us at all!" Suzan ranted & ranted.
"And I'm so sorry about that Suzan, I really am, but it was just a last-minute decision and that I can promise-you. But it's a decision that's been made, and it's too late to change that now." Ken told-his Daughter sadly.
"So you're putting your own pathetic needs before Mine & Peter's AGAIN! Some Father you are Dad….." Suzan said, almost in tears at this thought.
"Well what do ya expect me to do about it?! I can hardly ask Deirdre to leave now can I?! It would break-us up!" Ken exclaimed.
"Well maybe that wouldn't be such a bad thing?! I'm telling ya Dad, either she leaves, or I go! So what's your decision?!" Suzan asked nervously, she didn't have a clue where she would go if she had to leave, but she was going-to stand-by her decision whatever may happen to her as a result of it.
"Suzan, you can't possibly be putting me in that position?!" Ken asked his Daughter a little tearfully.
"Well I am Dad. So deal with it." Suzan cried-to her Father rather fearfully.
"I'm in love with Deirdre, Suzan." Ken tried-to explain to his Daughter, but it was too late for all of that.
"Right, that's all I needed-to hear." Suzan said before leaving the house, slamming the door shut behind her and then walking-out into the pouring-rain.
Over-at Carla's, Peter had received a text from Suzan…..
Suzan: Dad's let Deirdre move-in. I've left. See you around Bro. X
"Argh!" Peter groaned-in pure frustration as he threw his phone across Carla's bed.
"What is it?!" Carla asked-him.
"Dad's let Deirdre move-in and so Suzan's walked-out…..Great One Dad! I swear he doesn't even care about us anymore!" He said angrily.
"Alright Peter, just calm-down okay?!" She replied-to him, rubbing his arm soothingly.
"No. This can't happen. I can't let this happen. I need to see Suzan, and quickly!" Peter said as he rushed-down the stairs and out of the house that Carla's lived-in with her parents and her younger-brother Rob. Carla followed-him closely.
Peter: Meet me at the Red Wreck, we need to talk. X
Around half an hour later, Peter & Carla had arrived-at the Red-Wreck, and were both waiting by the swings like they had arranged with Suzan.
"Argh, come-on where is she?!" Peter asked, extremely angered by this whole situation.
"Peter, she's probably on her way. Just running late or something like that?!" Carla tried-to re-assure her boyfriend, she needed-him to stay calm, or else he'd end-up doing something that he would regret in the end.
"Well how can she just be running-late?! She's got nowhere else to go!" Peter shouted as he kicked the pole of the swings frame forcefully.
"Peter! What have I told ya already?! Just calm-down okay?!" Carla warned-him really quite sternly.
"I'm Sorry Carla, but how could my Dad do this to us?! He knows that Me & Suzan both can't stand the sight of Deirdre! I mean, yeah my Dad's had other girlfriends since our Mum died, but we were living in Scotland then! We weren't part of their lives! But it's like Deirdre is trying to replace our Mum, but she'll never be my Mother, Carla! Never! I HATE Her!" Peter shouted, getting-himself worked-up again as a couple-of tears escaped his eyes.
"Peter, come-here." Carla said as she hugged her boyfriend, she felt so sorry for him, but there was nothing that she could-do about-it.
An hour or so passed-by, and Carla had convinced Peter that they should head back to his to see if Suzan had changed her mind and had indeed gone back home in the end. But they were both rather startled to find not only Ken & Deirdre at Number One, Coronation Street, but also two very sorrowful looking Police-Officers.
"We're so very sorry Mr Barlow." One-of the Police Officers said as Peter entered the room with Carla stood just behind-him in the doorway.
"Dad, what's going-on?! What are they doing-here?!" Peter asked worriedly, referring to the two Police-Officers that were in the room.
"It's Suzan." Ken said rather shakily, but he couldn't go any further as he was just too shaken-up to do so.
"Can I ask who you are Sir?!" The Other Police-Officer asked Peter.
"I'm Peter Barlow. He's my Dad, and this is my girlfriend, Carla. What's happened?!" Peter asked once-again, becoming increasingly concerned for Suzan's whereabout's now.
"It's Suzan, Peter, your Sister I believe?!" The Police Officer trailed-off.
"Yeah we're twins." Peter stated. "Where is she?!" He asked as Carla remained silent.
"Suzan was hit by a car this evening. And I'm afraid that she didn't survive her journey to hospital. She passed-away at precisely 8:33 this evening. We're so very sorry for your loss." The Police-Officers both explained before leaving the house, giving the now broken family some time and space to grieve by themselves.
"Oh Baby, come-here." Carla whispered, her voice etched with sadness as she tried to hug Peter tightly, but he just shrugged-her away.
"This is all your fault." Peter seethed at his Father through gritted-teeth.
Deirdre stood-up and slowly approached Peter. "Oh Love don't be like that." She told-him softly, placing a comforting hand onto his shoulder.
Peter forcefully smacked-her hand-away.
"GET OFF OF ME!" Peter shouted before running-off upstairs, slamming his bedroom door shut behind-him and just bursting into floods of tears.
"I should go after him….." Carla said, but Deirdre stopped-him.
"I should leave him if I were you Love. He's gonna need some time to process this awful-news." Deirdre softly explained-to the girl. Carla herself had never had much-of a problem with Deirdre, and infact had always gotten along quite well with the Older Lady, but then again, she wasn't Ken's Child…..
"Okay then. Ken, can I do anything for ya?!" Carla asked the broken-man extremely sensitively.
"Put the kettle-on." Ken said with a tearful voice.
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Coming-Up in this fic…
- When Peter finally comes out of his bedroom he is angry and confused, can Carla support him through this?!
- Peter solely blames his Father for Suzan's Death.
- Carla & Deirdre pull together in an attempt to help the Father & Son through this grief-stricken hard-time…