This is a story about a young girl named lauren who has been in a relationships with her cousin joey! If you watch eastenders you will know the story behind this fanfic (the recent storylines shown) please review and let me know what you think about it! This is her return.

Lauren's pov:

I jumped out of the black taxi quickly, eager to get to bed. I hadn't been able to sleep since I found out I could go home. Plus, to be honest I didn't want to sleep in the uncomftable and unfamiliar bed in the motel my mum, me and Oscar were staying in. I shut the door with a loud Bang! I had only been gone for a month but it seemed like it was forever! I looked up the steps which led to the familiar black, number five door in front of me. I was snapped harshly out of my day dream when the taxi driver slammed the suitcase down on the concrete. I looked at his outstretched hand confused. I looked to my bag and remembered I forgot to pay the guy. "How much?" I asked. He replied with a fake smile plastered on his face "20 pounds will do me fine!" Quickly I rummaged through my purse looking for a twenty pound note. I picked it out, handing it to him. I turned on my heel and pulled my suitcase up the steps. I took out my key, unlocked the door and stepped inside. "I'm home?!" Almost questioning myself if it was home anymore. What if dad had moved in with Kirsty? We're they even together? I didn't know! After a lot of waiting I hurried myself upstairs into my old bedroom. "Abs?" I shouted. I sighed heavily and jumped onto my bed with my back landing first. I got a beap off my phone. I was expecting mum to be worrying about if I had got here safely but instead I got a text from Abi.

Hey lo, are you back? If you are it's perfect timing! Come to the vic. I will see you in a bit hopefully! :)

Why did she need to see me? And in the vic? I didn't think this was a great idea! I hadn't come face to face with any alcohol since I entered the clinic. Also wasn't that the place bad memories were stored? I stopped all these ridiculous questions going around in my head, doubting myself. I looked in the mirror, I looked reasonable. With my long browny black hair floating down messily. I stuck it in a low bun, with my black and white skull top and black skinny jeans.

I made my way over to the pub and that's when I started to get nervous. But those nerves were shortly lived when Peter through me into the air. I screamed and giggled while he smiled proudly. "Welcome back lo." I smiled in responce to his comment. "Thanks!" I added. "you heading in there?" He pointed to the pub. "Yep, abs is waiting for me" I replied.

Peter opened the door with one arm, the other guiding me in. He nearly shut the door on me which I laughed at. It was then I noticed my family in the corner of the pub all looking at me. In shock.

"Who's missed me?"

Okay that's it for today more later maybe...

Please review. should I carry on?