Part 1 - Zante - getting away from it all - or not?
Craig and Sarah are into the second night of their holdiay and having a meal in their Hotel.
"Craig for god sake would you stop pushing those peas around your plate and atleast pretend you're enjoying this" Sarah thought this holiday would bring them closer together but it was turning out to be a complete let down.
" Sorry babe... I am enjoying it you know that". Craig suddenly perked up and realised yet again his thoughts had drifted elsewhere.
" You could of fooled me, this was your idea Craig and now I feel like I'm on holiday by myself". She brought both hands to her forehead and tried to hide her disapointment.
All Craig could think about since they stepped foot off the plane was John Paul. How could he have done this to him, just disapear like Jp means nothing. He would never forgive him after this and the thought was tearing at his heart. No matter how hard he tried he new deep down that being there with Sarah was the last place he wanted to be.
" This is wrong... I can't do this, I can't be here with you". Craig threw some money down on the table and got up to leave.
" What the hell is going on Craig...you can't just leave me. How long do I have to put up with this crap from you!" She slumped back in her chair and sobbed in humilation.
There was no time to waste, Craig new he had to go back as soon as he could if JP would ever be able to forgive him. He grabbed his clothes and passport and smiled at the thought of being back in JPs arms.