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It had been two months since the rape had happened and she was still stuck with the bastard! Carla hadn't left their new house since it happened. She tried to break the wedding off with him but he forced her into marrying him, even after he raped her! They moved into the new house and Carla was forced to play happy families while out in public but inside she was dying! No one had even came to see her. No Michelle, Maria, Ryan not even Peter! Carla new she didn't have many friends back on the street but she would've thought someone would come! Carla dragged herself out of the bed that Frank put in the spare room for her to sleep on and went into the bathroom. She clung onto the sink and raised her head to look into the mirror. She didn't like the reflection starring back, it wasn't her! It wasn't the old Carla Connor that everyone new! The fiesty, bitchy, black humoured girl off the tingly estate that had the dirtiest giggle you could ever come across! In mirror starring back at her was a beaten woman that could'nt get away and was stuck with her abuser! She had become weak. Carla couldn't remember the last time she genuinly smiled or laughed. She wanted someone to hold her close and tell her everything was going to be ok, even when it wasn't! Carla was deep in thought when she heard the front door slam shut and she realised it was Frank returning. Carla ran to the top of the stairs and slowly made her way down.
"Hello hunny, everyones missing you at work. Michelle and Hayley especially! Did you have a nice lie-in? I didn't want to desturb you, you looked so peaceful!" Frank sounded so nice and genuine but it was a gauze, she wouldn't be thinking that later when he was bashing her head against the wall!
"Poor loves. Where do they think I am?" Carla asked staying at the doorway of the kitchen. She didn't like getting to close to him because she couldn't tell when he was going to snap.
"You didn't answer my question! Did you have a nice lie-in? I didn't have to leave you there Carla. I could've dragged you out but I didn't! I'm just too nice!" Frank said back through gritted teeth.
"It was wonderful, Frank. I'm grateful you let me have such a privilage. Would you mind answering my questions?" Carla felt like she had to tip-toe around him. She couldn't go out of line and everything had to be done to his way.
" Of course I wouldn't! Now what did you want to know?" Frank had a sickly smile on his face. Carla felt the bile rise in her throat.
"Where do all the workers think I am?" Carla said without trying to sound sarcastic or with any attitude.
"I though I had told you this, my little hunny bun? They think you're away in Italy doing some 'well needed' R+R." Frank had that same sickly smile on his face. It turned Carla to stone.
"Oh ok. If you had told me, you know what I'm like!" Carla tried to sound just as sweet back.
"It's ok! You're forgiven. I couldn't hate you!" Frank went back to putting some of the shopping away and Carla went upstairs to the spare room. She hated it when Frank leaves her because he cuts out the electricity so she can't phone for help. He sound proved the house so no one could hear her screams. He took all forms of communication away so she couldn't escape. Only some nights he would let her watch some tv. She wanted she get away! She needed to!